Page 100 of The Gift
“Maybe.”
“Don’t argue with me, Bailey,” Henley growls, the weight of his alpha presence like a press between my shoulders, making me whine submissively. “And that’s your final piece of evidence. Look at how quickly you responded to me. Because you are mine.” He leans up and apologises while kissing the side of my head.
And I blink away the stupid tears again. Admittedly, I feel a million times better than a few minutes ago in my storming emotions.
“Water,” Koda says again, more insistently using the same trick that Henley did – a brush of his alpha influence like a pinch on my ass. I respond as quickly as I did to Henley, without the whine, knowing all he was doing was show me that I’m free whatever Regalo did. Koda passes up the water bottle and with his other hand, he squeezes my hip.
Taking a sip, I survey the nest. It’s different from what I remember. Frowning, I look again. And again, to triple check, before I look back at both of them more than a little irritated. I blow out a long breath, blinking my eyes, clearing some more of the fog that has been living inside me for I have no idea how long.
Ashton is curled up next to us, Reno on the other side. Both of them are out cold by the looks, but they’re snuggled up under a pile of unfamiliar blankets that continues to add to my sudden irritation. Everywhere I look there are different alliterations of the Tiffany green colour.
I look down glaringly at the two I woke up with. Henley’s rumbling laughter interrupts the tirade in my head, and he dashes forward to kiss me urgently. “Bailey, don’t you start crying about the blankets again. Please, the first time was hard enough.”
“You can see why though, can’t you? Jesus, what the fuck? This godawful colour is everywhere!”
Koda chuckles, and I feel it through our bodies’ connection. “We’ve been here for four days, Bails. We’ve swapped your nest out a few times and surprise, surprise, each time we had to dry your tears and listen to you get feisty about thread count and how wrong the pillows were.”
“Oh my god. I did not.” I gasp in absolute horror, slapping his chest before I gasp again, catching myself. “I am so sorry. I’m not like that.”
Koda squeezes my thighs, while Henley pushes his finger to my mouth, stopping my excuses. “We liked everything, Bailey. And it’s okay to be like that, because you know… you’re our omega and all. We want to know what you like and what you don’t, make sure when we spoil you we get it right.”
“Well, apparently my flip flopping also includes sitting around talking with Koda’s dick inside my body,” I add with another incredulous scowl on my face. And they both do those deep, dirty chuckles that set my body on fire again.
“Yeah, you do seem to like sleeping with one of us inside you. But don’t worry, you didn’t show any favouritism, completely hogging each of our cocks. We got lots of private Bailey time, and even more group time,” Henley adds, his face is stress free but you can also see how tired he is.
“We did?” I ask, leaning in for one of his kisses, which he gifts to me. I really enjoy kissing him.
“We did. Are you sore?” he says after a couple that leave me curling my toes and squeezing around Koda.
“I feel sore, but nothing to worry about. More like, hmmm yes that was amazing, sore. Is that it? Heat’s done?”
“Well, you’re sitting up, talking, so I think it’s a sign it is.”
“What now?”
“Depends on what you want,” Koda asks, flicking his eyebrows up, thrusting up slightly so I can feel his lengthening dick.
“You can still get it up?” Henley looks to him, stunned, shocked, in awe.
“Umm, yeah he can,” I laugh, though he does it again, making me return the favour, swirling my hips a little. I blow out a short breath, looking at Henley, down to Koda, over to the two sleeping beauties. “I think we should…”
“Bailey don’t stop there,” Henley adds, getting the gist of where I was going. My nipples gave me away, I blame them.
“Well, I distinctly remember you all owe me a bite.”
They growl, and I scream in laughter, half waking up Ashton, who rolls over to watch.
“Ohh hello there, our beautiful omega. You look remarkably fresh, yet strangely cock starved again. Is your heat over? And please don’t tell me you’ve been crying, there’s no need, Bailey girl. You are all ours now, and we don’t like to share at all. Scout’s honour we won’t lose you again.” Ashton talks a mile a minute. Each of his words are unscripted, entirely him and much like what Koda and Henley said, they are exactly what I need to hear.
“Thank you,” I whisper before shaking off my funk. Again. “Apparently crying is a new skill of mine. So sexy isn’t it. But yeah, I think my heat might be done, but you know, novice over here.” I point to myself, making him smirk, “Not sure though, I’m currently obsessing about us all having sex and swapping pack bites so maybe not. Get your butt over here,” I growl, before climbing off Koda, and going to Reno, stopping on the way for one of Ashton’s nibbling kisses.
I purposely keep my ass in the air and pointed in their direction, while I bury my head under the blankets and find my favourite beta’s dick. Reno smells fresh and clean, but I can taste the bitter sweetness of him which brings a rush of calm over me, igniting my desire too. I cram all of Reno in my mouth, even soft he’s a good size, though it seems like I’ve lost my gag reflex. Using one hand, I hold him at the base, working him over with my lips, tongue, and gentle nips.
Reno throws the blanket off, as Ashton comes up behind me, dipping under the junction of my legs, rolling onto his back, before pulling my pussy down to him.
“How is she?” Reno asks over the top of me, perhaps not realising that I’m quite capable of stringing words, and tears together. Although the way Ashton gives oral, makes it impossible for me to talk.
I groan, letting my scent do the talking. Eventually adding, “She is good,” before I return to what I was doing to Reno, and letting Ashton continue what he was doing.
