Chapter 44
Hunter
“Sir, you should check your phone.” My executive assistant, Evelyn, interrupted me mid-sentence halfway through our budget meeting.
Dread instantly pooled in my stomach. She received my work texts on her computer but always waited until the end of meetings to tell me if there was some important message I needed to deal with quickly.
There was rarely anything that couldn’t wait an hour or two.
“I’m sorry, one moment,” I said to my congregated team.
Avery:
Some fucker trashed Clover’s car
She was out shopping with Mags
Said they felt like someone was following them
Got them both back at the house now, but they’re both shaken up
My stomach sank with each word I absorbed. The urge to start running to the car had me stepping toward the door.
Hunter:
Is she hurt?
Avery:
Just spooked and pissed
Parker is taking Maggie home in a minute, and I’ve got Clover in her nest
How long until you and Logan get home?
I swallowed hard. I had a whole day of meetings scheduled, and Logan didn’t usually go far when I was stuck at the office.
I wasn’t a rock star anymore but that didn’t mean I wasn’t still a target on occasion.
Had someone found out about Clover? Had they gone after her because of me?
Logan was far more pack than bodyguard at this point, but I always felt safer with him around.
Hunter:
I can send Logan now
Avery:
She asked for you too, bro
Fuck.
My hesitation lasted about two seconds before my resolve took over. “I’m going to have to drop out of this meeting, unfortunately. Evelyn, can you send me a copy of the notes later?”
“Of course,” she replied with a nod.
“Any decisions that need to be made can be presented to Evelyn, and she’ll give them to me. My apologies for leaving early.”
“Is everything all right?” my advertising manager asked.
“Obviously not,” my head of accounting said next to him. “Don’t be rude.”
“Nothing life or death at the moment, but it does need my immediate attention.” I quickly packed up my shit and rushed out of the room, finding Logan waiting outside.
“You saw?” he asked. “I was about to go in and get you.”
“Evelyn saved you the trouble of interrupting. Let’s go.” Once we were safely ensconced in the car, I called Avery and put him on speaker. “We’re on our way. Where’s the vehicle now?”
“Headed to the dealership to see if it can be saved.”
“You’re coming home?” Clover’s voice came across the speaker.
“Avery said you asked for us.”
The sound of a muffled slap was followed by Avery’s laughter. “I said I wished you guys were here, not that you had to leave work.”
“You think we would stay at work when someone tried to hurt you?”
“Your work is important—”
“You are important,” I snapped, probably too roughly. “If you need us, we’re there.”
“How are you feeling, mama?” Logan asked as he navigated us through traffic.
“I’ve definitely been better, but Avery is taking care of me.”
“Do you want us to get you anything on the way?”
“Just yourselves.”
We kept her on the speaker while we drove, checking in on her well-being every few minutes when Avery’s purrs stuttered.
The entirety of the drive gave me time to stew.
Who was coming after her? Or was it Magnolia they were after?
If the girls had gotten to the vehicle a few minutes sooner and come face-to-face with whoever had done the damage…
The endless questions made me nauseated.
“Do you want us to come to the nest when we get home?” I asked.
“I wouldn’t say no to some cuddles.”
“Let’s get you tucked in.”
I caught the start of her purr before Logan announced our arrival into the neighborhood, giving her a two-minute ETA.
Selfishly bolting out of the vehicle the moment it came to a stop in the garage, I took the stairs two at a time and burst into Clover’s room. She sat up, and I swept toward her, dragging her into my arms. “You’re okay.”
“Avery and I both told you I was,” she said, even as she burrowed into my embrace. I couldn’t help noticing she didn’t have a stitch on her.
“Had to see it for myself.” I sucked in a breath of her sweet peony scent, relieved it wasn’t charred or soured from her experience. She was soft in my arms, exactly where I needed her to be.
Logan was barely ten seconds behind me and sandwiched Clover between us. “Did you see who did it? Have we contacted the police to check cameras?”
“Maggie called the cops, and I called the insurance company.”
“Is Maggie okay?” I asked, hoisting Clover all the way up so she could wrap her legs around my waist.
“Same as me, and pissed that Parker made her go home.”
Logan sighed, resting his cheek against Clover’s hair. “He’s just worried about her. We should probably beef up our security. This seemed targeted.”
“I’d rather that not be the case.” Clover wriggled out of my arms and patted the space on each side of her for us to join. “Fewer clothes, please. The suits are scratchy.”
I shucked my jacket to the floor, along with my belt and dress shoes. Logan was already down to his underwear when I panicked, rushing to rip open my shirt, Clover giggling as buttons flew in every direction.
Avery had been hogging her, so I had zero qualms about wedging myself between the two of them to leave the other side free for Logan.
Returning Clover to her proper spot wedged between us, I gently cupped her head and brushed my lips over hers.
I hadn’t kissed her in far too long. Luckily, she agreed with that sentiment and melted into it.
Maybe it was cliché to crave touching every inch of her right now, to assure myself there was no secret injury and that she was well enough in both body and mind to want me.
Clover whimpered when Logan clutched her chin and pulled her out of a kiss to face him.
“Use your words, mama. Do you want to play right now?”
She nodded, his grip loosening to allow it.
“And you’re not using it as a distraction?”
“Even if I was, I’d still want to get close to all of you.”
Logan dipped down to meet her, and she whined when he pulled away. “You know how easy it is to go full speed with you. No one wants to upset you by going too fast, especially when you’ve had a stressful day.”
“Maybe I want to go fast.” Clover pouted, and I couldn’t help but pull her back in. Whether she wanted this to de-stress or not, I was relieved it was something we could give her.
Every brush of her lips seared mine, branding her onto my soul, exactly like the first time I’d touched her.
Now I knew why I’d been so drawn to her.
Fate knew what it was doing, and I had never been more grateful.
Surrounding myself with Clover was no hardship, no matter what complications she brought to our lives.
She moaned into my mouth as Logan dipped his fingers between us. He teased her so thoroughly she struggled to keep up with my kiss, breaking away to pant and arch up when he thrust those fingers inside her.
I lay back and stole Clover for myself, drawing her slick cunt down my cock.
I could barely breathe through the sensation, but at the same time, I never wanted it to end.
Clover was a craving I could never properly sate, no matter the time or distance between us.
She braced her hands on my chest, whining as I fucked up into her.
Apparently not dissuaded by the borrowing of our omega, Logan slid into place behind her, focusing his attention on her clit. Avery kneeled next to us so he could monopolize her mouth.
She shattered for us in a gush of slick and a garbled mess of our names on her lips.
Sweet Clover.
I wanted her overwhelmed and spent, draped over me without an ounce of energy left for her to move from that spot. Her belly was still easy enough to navigate, so we might as well take advantage of opportunities that might not be available down the road.
Logan lifted her hips until she slid off me so he could take my place.
“Hey,” I grumbled.
“We could always share,” Logan offered.
Clover’s head popped up, her cheeks pink. “Sharing sounds fun. Are we talking front and back or a two-for-one special?”
Logan laughed at that. “I suppose that depends on if you have a preference.”
“I haven’t had two at once in my pussy, but it can’t be too different from a knot, right?” She kissed Avery’s cheek. “I won’t let you be left out, in case you were worried about that.”
“Sharing is caring.” He beamed. “Happy to wait my turn.”
Logan got her back onto my cock and nudged her forward.
That brought her close enough to kiss if I bent, so I indulged until she gasped into my mouth and we both stilled at the first press of Logan’s cock.
I knew what the squeeze of omega pussy on a knot felt like, and Logan’s slow working in was definitely not the same.
The pressure was similarly breath-stealing, but with a knot came stillness.
This was dynamic.
Clover opened slowly for him, adorable desperate sounds coaxed out of her with each inch Logan gained. I wasn’t any better. The glide and pressure was a sensation I didn’t know how to deal with, so I surrendered to it.
The first roll of Clover’s hips almost undid me. “Fucking hell.”
I’d never seen Logan so close to losing it. His pupils almost eclipsed his irises, and he was breathing like a bull about to go on a rampage. Clover had that power: to unravel, to shatter us and rebuild us from the ashes.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.