Chapter 38
Ollie
Istuff Timber’s bedsheets in the washing machine in the basement, searching for the best excuse I can when I hear the worst thing ever above me.
My heart plunges as the garage door rattles and the grind of the wheels of Timber’s venom-green demon machine echoes from the other side as it drives inside.
Last time I snuck into Timber’s bed, I made the mistake of showering before I changed his sheets, but not this time. The bed’s all freshly made, though the room probably still reeks of perfume, but I left the door open to air it out.
I’ve already downed another two heat suppressants, but I’ve totally lost faith in them. I might as well drink myself into a coma so I can avoid it.
Coming five times in a row until my pussy cried ‘mayday’ was the best way to stop my cramps. Not foolproof, and it was definitely going to bite me in the ass somehow—I could just feel it.
And I’m eight hundred percent sure that the alpha rolling into the garage are going to do the biting.
I can’t escape without going past him, and the perfume in the house is like a promo for my heat, so I need to think of a way to get out of here.
Why doesn’t Timber’s basement have windows? It’s almost like he doesn’t want omegas sneaking in and out of his house.
There was no way I could have cleaned the chaos in the kitchen and living room in this state anyway.
I swear I hear two car doors slam, one after the other, and someone shouting. Perfume is still streaming from me like an active volcano, and it’s the king of bad decisions to go anywhere near them, but I just need to make sure Timber is okay.
Sprinting up the stairs, I race to the security box by the garage door that constantly films it to make sure I’m right.
“Oh wow,” I murmur as I’m suddenly blasted with a WWE-level showdown.
Kane slams Timber against a set of shelves before Timber cracks his head back, nearly smashing Kane’s face if he hadn’t dodged at the last second. Timber’s mouth opens, and his muffled roar comes from the other side of the door.
There’s something red around Timber’s neck and arms, and Kane uses them to drag Timber to the door as he struggles all the way.
If Kane’s here, something has to be wrong, and from the way Timber’s fighting him and how the need in my core is bubbling like a fondue, I’ve got a good idea.
I should have locked the garage door, because as soon as Kane kicks it open and Timber snarls as he’s dragged through, it’s go time.
“Hey, sweetness,” Kane purrs, red-faced and panting. “Looks like we made it.”
“What did you do to him?” I ask dryly, folding my arms to stop myself shaking because holy shit, do my alphas smell good.
One hard sniff and my knees are shaking as Timber’s dark gaze snaps to mine.
“Get over here, omega! I need you,” he snarls.
If I had two buttons and one has ‘getting away from Timber when he’s obviously in rut so he doesn’t feel like I’ve betrayed him by using my heat to ride that knot’ and the other is ‘Timber calling me omega when I’m in preheat,’ I know which side I’m slamming like a whack-a-mole.
I let myself tip sideways so I’m leaning against the wall next to the security box and not running straight to him.
Kane looks like he’s struggling, but I can’t help when my goddamn pussy fondue is getting stirred up.
If Kane just loosens those red scarves he’s got looped around Timber, my alpha could barrel into me, and we both know how good his floors are for fucking.
Though if we’re getting hot and heavy for real, I want a mattress and muscles under my ass before it starts bouncing.
“Omega!” he roars before he hurls himself forward. Kane has to rock back, the scarves cutting into Timber’s neck as Kane uses his weight to stop him.
My eyes flutter as his scent wafts in. They are at least ten feet away. Kane is big, but he’s not Timber-sized, and he’s already being dragged toward me.
I mean, if I just stayed here and waited for them, it wouldn’t technically be my fault if Timber went for me, right?
Kane gives up fighting him and instead jockeys Timber as he frog-marches him into the living room.
Even just an inch closer has me wired, and Timber is rasping and wheezing as Kane grits his teeth.
“Omega!” Timber snarls, and my whole body pulses. For someone who spent most of their life doing everything I could to be gender and designation neutral, I’ve been doing a seriously poor job recently. And seeing Timber like this is the final straw.
I gasp as another shot of pain burns through me, nearly doubling over as I fall back against the wall.
Timber gives another growl, but Kane cuts him off with a sexy snarl. Watching Kane tug on the scarves and keep Timber down is so freaking hot that raw desire pulses through me, signaling another wave of cramps.
“Ollie, how close are you?” Kane asks, and I roll my eyes.
“It depends on what you’re planning. If you bring Timber here, we can get started right away,” I say with a strained breath. I press my hands to my stomach, and he just grins back.
I try to straighten up, but the pain twists harder inside me the longer we dawdle.
My gaze just happens to land on Timber’s crotch, with his fly open and a brush of dark pubes, and a groan falls from me.
“Oh, that?” Kane chuckles as he catches me looking. “Yeah, I had to jerk him off to keep him calm, but it didn’t work for long!”
“Ollie,” Timber gasps. “I need to fuck you. Come here. Don’t make your alpha wait.”
“Oh my God,” I choke out as heat floods me. I press against the wall as Kane walks him past, but Timber lunges for me.
With nowhere to go, I suck in a breath, excitement buzzing through me. I’m mostly hoping he’ll crush me against the wall again.
Need tremors as he draws close. Even with hazy eyes and his alpha side taking him over, Timber’s still in there.
“I thought you’d like that,” Kane chuckles as he changes positions so he’s dragging Timber further into the house.
“Let me go! Get the fuck off me! Ollie!” he shouts over his shoulder. “I need you! Now!”
I’d been with loads of alphas in ruts; I knew how they were. It shouldn’t be a surprise to see Timber like this. But the alphas I’ve been with could at least make decisions, albeit horny ones.
“What’s wrong with him?” I ask because he’s thrashing around like an animal caught in a trap.
“I honestly don’t know. I’ve never seen him in rut before. I know some alphas go psycho, but he was like this when I found him.”
Timber lunges again, and I flinch, because an angry Timber is so freaking sexy that my cramps are telling me it’s party time.
“Now, now, baby. Don’t go scaring our omega.”
I tremble as Kane’s lavender scent floats out along with Timber’s buzzing coffee, like a maelstrom of calm energy that fires me up and helps me breathe.
“What happened then? Something must have triggered it,” I ask, finally stepping back because I don’t trust myself to get any closer to them. If either of them touches me, I’m a goner.
“Hm.” Kane looks at Timber with a fond smile that sends another bolt of need racing through me. “Well, we could say that this is all your fault.”
My mouth drops open, and he gives me another wicked grin before adjusting Timber.
“What the hell do you mean it’s my fault?”
“We just happened to see a little video of you that was hot enough to send Timber into rut.”
Fear stabs through me because there’s only one thing I can think of. I glance at the mess behind them, but that shouldn’t have anything to do with Timber. Yeah, my scent obviously says, ‘Come and get me, boys,’ but Timber had been at the rink all day, as far as I know.
So how do they even know I’d gone into preheat? Had they somehow seen what I’d done on Timber’s bed?
“I’ll explain later. But we need to get Timber fixed down so he doesn’t hurt himself, or you.”
I quiver with need, more perfume releasing from me like a dust devil. Timber stops in front of me, taking in another deep breath, but he doesn’t show if he’s actually getting a hit off me.
Without warning, Kane shoots out his hand, burying fingers in my hair as he catches me in a wild kiss.
I cry out against his mouth as it bursts with sweet lavender.
It’s absolutely perfect with my scent. Heat suddenly swells, blurring out the pain of my cramps as I arch my back, pressing closer to him.
I need more of him, I need to taste him deeper, I need him to give me everything I’ve been craving from both of them since I’d scented Timber for the first time.
I’m totally taken away with the kiss, and a purr instantly rumbles in the back of my throat as I’m surrounded by the scent of my two alphas.
“Nest, or Timber’s room?” Kane asks.
“Huh?” I murmur, already caught in a daze. I’m so close. Just one more kiss, another stroke of his tongue, or a growl from Timber, just something to push me over the edge.
“Where should we go, sweetness? What do you want us to do?”
My lips part, but a stab of fear goes through me, because my nest isn’t ready yet. I hope Kane is thinking what I’m thinking, especially as he tightens his grip on the scarves, and my gaze flicks to the stairs.
“Up there then?” he asks, his gaze following mine.
I bite my lip because my omega side is already raring to go, but I don’t want to do it like this.
I want to make up with Timber, and know that we’re actually together, that we’re making love instead of tearing into each other.
I don’t want my heat to come and then for both of us to wake up with regrets.
I’ve betrayed him enough already, so I shouldn’t force him into this position, especially if he might not even be lucid for it.
“Come on, baby, we need to get you to bed,” Kane says as he tugs on the scarves and pulls him toward the stairs.
Timber’s deep growl as Kane presses against his ass to get him moving is the stuff of dreams.
My omega side kicks into action.
“Wait,” I gasp, leaping forward. “I’ll show you.”
“Yeah, it’s probably best you go in front. He’s just going to drag me back down the stairs to get to you.” His eyes hover on my ass as I climb them, his grin beating through his voice. “You’re just too delicious.”
I shoot him a glare, but my perfume gives me away. “I haven’t forgiven you yet, Kane Moretti.”
“You know how sexy it is when you say my name like that.”
I give a teasing growl, and he moans.
But it’s the sudden snarl from Timber that has me racing away.
I look back as I get to the landing, swept away by the sight of Timber so messed up. It’s not just the haze of rut or the redness of his cheeks or even the huge bulge of his cock. His scent is pounding out around us, reaching for me, telling me that my alpha is here and he’s ready to mate.
I’d used the dildo so much that, if it had been anyone else, I could take their cock with no prep.
But after seeing Timber stroke himself in the kitchen, I don’t want to take him all at once.
It can be a team effort where we widen my pussy together so Timber has a smooth entry.
And there’s nothing I like more than being slammed in one go.
Sucking in a quick breath, I bask in the delicious heat that winds through me, and my slick has my alphas growling already. Compared to the sheer pain that I experienced before they arrived, this is bliss.
But what do they expect me to do? They are following me to my nest—how can I not slick?
“You call him baby?” I ask over my shoulder as Kane fights for his life on the stairs. Like, casual conversation is totally going to distract us.
“Yeah, I like that my mates have cute nicknames.”
“And he just lets you call him that!?”
“What do you say, baby? You like it, don’t you?”
“Fuck you!” Timber snarls. “Ollie, get back here,” he orders as he drags Kane further up the stairs.
“See? He loves it!” Kane beams as my omega side is demanding I go back and help my alpha with his amazingly hard cock.
“Uh-huh,” I reply dryly as I force myself to walk out onto the landing instead of following my instincts. “And how long has that been going on for?”
“Long enough that it’s kind of our thing.”
I give him a look because if I ever had to come up with a nickname for Timber, it wouldn’t be ‘baby.’
When I stop between our bedroom doors, Kane pauses far enough away that Timber can’t reach me.
He seems to have calmed down, which is kind of disappointing, but probably for the best. All he’s doing is staring at me while wheezing and tensing against the bright red scarves.
What’s even hotter is the way his wrists are bound up.
If that’s Kane’s handiwork, we could have so much fun.
I’ve been so focused on Timber’s tiddies and his ass that I’d never thought about tying him up. As Kane tugs on the scarf and Timber grunts, lust filling his eyes, a new hunger wakes up inside me. I would absolutely not say no to pinning Timber down and watching him slowly submit.
I look at my bedroom door, biting my lip. I’ve been dreaming about having my alphas in my nest since I first scented them both, but I can feel it isn’t right. Not yet.
“You don’t have to invite us if you don’t want to,” Kane says softly.
“I never said I would in the first place,” I reply instantly. I want to be on good terms with them both before they can see it, and I’m still mildly pissed off with Kane while being broken up over Timber.
Even though it feels like letting them in would help so much with these wounds, if any of us go too far in my nest, I don’t know how I’ll take it.
My nest is my safe space, my place of comfort.
Even when I don’t feel drawn to any designation, my nest is the one part of being an omega that I won’t give up.
If any of us hurt each other in my nest, it would taint it.
A silent agreement runs between all three of us. Despite what we’ve all done to each other, I’m in preheat, Timber’s in rut, and we know we’re going to fuck.
We’ve pushed ourselves so hard as we resisted this thing, and we’ve gutted ourselves to lay our hurts out for each other. I don’t want Timber to regret this, but I’m the one he’s calling for.
Kane can see the fight in me as I look between the two doors, because he leans down to kiss me again. His lavender feeds into me; my body softens and flutters.
“Go prepare your nest for us, sweetness. We’ll come when you’re ready.”
“I won’t be too long,” I say, though they aren’t coming in until I know we’re settled. I just need to make sure my omega side is happy before I let loose.
“Take all the time in the world. Remember those plans we talked about? They include Timber, too. So we’re not going anywhere soon.” Kane chuckles as he tugs on the scarves, pulling another snarl from Timber as he drags him through the bedroom door, and kicks it closed behind them.
All I hear is a yell and a loud thump, and I decide to leave them to it.
Because I have a nest to prepare.