Chapter 45 The Shower Scene
The Shower Scene
Acadia
Ithink the little omega has a crush on me.
She has had a bright pink blush on both her cheeks since we woke up next to each other, naked.
And she’s said “hi” three times now.
“Hi,” I repeat back to her.
She looks around to see that we’re alone.
“Where’d the men all go?”
I sigh and stretch out my body, removing the blankets from my warm skin.
“They’re here. Somewhere. I hope they bring me caffeine.”
“Oh, are you one of those naughty omegas who drink caffeine? Because, same.”
Thank god she’s not a Stiffly Stifflerson about caffeine and omegas. She waves her hand and says, “Though maybe I should stop since you’re pregnant, and you’ll probably need to be all healthy. I’ll be healthy too, in solidarity.”
“We should make Kol stop drinking caffeine in solidarity. I can’t believe I’m going to have his baby.”
Ro groans and falls back dramatically.
“Ugh, he’s too handsome to be that mean.”
“Mean?! Kol?”
“He’s so mean to me!”
I’m surprised not only by her strange impression of Kol but that she’s being open about it.
“Maybe,” I say as I work through the reason this may be the case, “he was mean to you because you two were fighting over Locke.”
“Well, yeah. He’d bare his teeth at me when everyone had their backs turned.”
Oh, that’s hilarious. And petty. Kol. I roll my eyes at the image of it.
“You’ll have to get to know him now. He’s honestly the sweetest man. When I met him the second time, he got down on his knees for me.” Ro’s eyes light up with interest. “And he begged.”
“Begged?” She claps her hands.
“He begged me to forgive him because he was taking Mads from me. He was trying to bond him at the time.”
She throws her arms up and flops back down again.
“Of course, Kol would steal someone from you, too. He’s a big, mean boy-thief!”
I have to bury my face in a pillow to laugh. Oh my god, she’s so cute, I cannot handle it. It’s going to ruin me.
She hits me on the arm with a pillow and cries, “I’m serious. He’s mean! Mean boy-thief!”
Locke chooses this time to walk into the nest.
“What are you two giggling about?” he asks and brings us two latte beauties. I throw the pillow to the side and rush over to take it from him.
I take a big sip of mine. Oh. Damnit. They are herbal teas. Whatever, they still taste good.
“Thanks!”
Ro comes over sweetly, like she wasn’t just throwing herself around the nest like a dramatic stage performer. She bats her eyes at Locke, and that alone could also kill me.
He responds perfectly by lowering his gaze and asking, with a much deeper voice than he normally has, “How’d you sleep, Babygirl?”
In a sweet voice, not at all like the voice she usually uses, she says, “Best sleep of my life.” I suddenly understand the “Babygirl” thing.
“What about you, sweet thing?” he asks me. Ok, now I’m blushing.
“It was great. We should all sleep in here often. What is everyone up to?”
Ro takes her drink and sits prettily before taking a sip. She’s got all his attention. And mine.
“Oh, uh, um…They are just…god, both of you are naked. I can’t even remember your question anymore.”
She winks at me.
“You shouldn’t be in here with all those clothes either, Locke.”
He sputters for a moment, looking between us.
Finally, he shakes his head.
“Ro, how’re you doing? Your dad is gone…”
She sighs, and I see her mask slip.
“It took about two weeks.”
“How did he die?” I ask.
“Locke…”
“Ro, I couldn’t leave you there with him. The things he said he would do to you.” He turns away so we only see the side of his face. “They were things he did to me. You wanted to stay, so I had to do what I could do. I didn’t know if Maximus would kill him. Maximus ultimately does what he wants.”
“Locke,” she whispers, then her hand goes out, and he steps over to take it.
“I didn’t know what he did to you. I just assumed it was a game or something.
Something you wanted to do. The way people talked about you…
it would piss me off, but I didn’t know how bad things really were.
When you left, I saw the cage. I asked more questions.
I saw the fights and the deals. You have to know I didn’t ask for you to come back. I tried really hard to prevent that.”
He takes off his floral shirt and sweats as fast as he can, and then climbs into the nest to get closer to Ro. I take her tea from her and set it on the shelf on the wall.
“It wasn’t your responsibility.”
“All those years I told everyone I wanted you—I didn’t realize the damage I’d done.”
“Ro, stop please.”
She doesn’t. She tells him again how she tried to prevent them from kidnapping him. She tells him she tried to find another alpha, but her inner omega wouldn’t let her. He holds her hands as she tells him she tried to run away.
“He found me so fast. Like I hadn’t even tried. He had Tara slapped around in front of me. He said he’d fire Honey. He said he’d send Carmen to another pack house, one much worse than ours. He killed Cottoncandy.”
Tears dash down her face, and I do my best to give her comfort.
“Your bunny?” Locke asks. “I noticed he wasn’t around.”
Her dad killed her bunny. Oh my god, Ro.
“He also locked me out of my nest.”
I hug her from behind, and she leans into me.
“He did stuff like that to you, too, didn’t he?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
“Ro, I didn’t have a friend for him to threaten me with. I didn’t have a rabbit for him to punish me. I didn’t have anything. I figured the less I had, the less he could take from me. And I didn’t let myself even consider liking you. Can you imagine if he found out I was capable of caring for you?”
She hangs her head low.
“When I marked you, bonded you, I decided to make sure you were protected. So, I couldn’t leave without doing something. That fucking tiger didn’t need much convincing. We were both caged animals with the same master. All of us were. So, I’m asking you, are you ok?”
“No.”
I squeeze her tight, and she lets go of Locke’s hands to hold onto my arms.
“No, no I’m not. I am, though. I’m ok. But I’m not.”
He pushes her hair out of her face.
“That’s how I feel. I’m ok. But I’m not.”
“Cadi, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to dump all this on you,” she whispers.
“I want to know. You’re here for good, right? Then tell me everything. Be ok or not ok with me. Locke is my scent match. He makes me feel really good just being around him. Maybe you can feel it too, being bonded to us.”
She smiles, and Locke licks her tears off her cheek.
“I’m so happy you came here. You and I have each other now.”
“I’m going to love you as much as I want now.”
He leans in and kisses her lips, then pulls back.
“Have you showered? Has no one taken care of you two yet?”
We shake our heads.
“Shame. Ok, out of bed. I’ll go get the shower started.”
There’s an attached bathroom that was finished first before anything else.
It’s absolutely huge with a walk-in shower big enough for the whole pack at once.
There are marble countertops. Multiple sinks.
Towel warmers. Everything is gold, blue, and purple with black-and-white tiles.
It’s my absolute dream bathroom. I follow Ro in.
I love seeing her admire it. I want her to like everything here.
I dim the lights.
Locke is still naked, and turning on the shower, the one that comes down like rain, that three people could easily be under.
“You’re really ok with me being here?”
“I want you so much, Ro. I want you so much it’s crazy.”
Ro slides her hand into mine, and it’s like sparkler flames dance across my skin.
She’s shorter than I am. Her hair is long, almost to her belly button, and I’m dying to see what she looks like wet.
With interlaced fingers, we step into the hot, steaming shower.
It feels like a different world here. I take a moment to let the water warm my skin and wet my hair.
As I shampoo my hair, I watch Ro through the steam wash her own. Locke prepares a loofah with body wash.
“Can I wash you, Cadi?”
“I’d love that.”
He’s thorough, my goodness. He scrubs me from my neck to the bottoms of my feet, and even between my legs. He rinses me off with a detachable sprayer.
I can’t help the noises I make.
“Now do me,” Ro demands with an exaggerated pout.
Locke’s straight blonde hair is in his face, so he takes a second to slick it all back, and it is a fucking look. He should style it that way more often.
He washes Ro with just as much care as he did for me, and I can’t help myself—I crowd in back of him, touching his strong back.
Ro sees what I’m doing and mimics me at his front.
His gross motor skills stop working, and his arms fall to his side.
The warm water runs over all three of us, and I can no longer see the rest of the bathroom through the steam.
Ro and I press in on Locke from either side, and he lets out a strangled noise.
“What’re we doing here? Can I touch you? We can just shut off the water and get dressed, and find the other guys.”
“I’m not interested in anyone else right now,” I say and press my face into his skin, smelling that salty scent that will always be something I seek out.
“Can’t we just play with you?” Ro asks. We.
She said we. I feel like I’m still waiting by the door, looking out into the rain at the car Ro is in, wondering if this great divide between us will always be there.
She could easily hate me. She could easily want to push me out.
Locke is my scent match, but she wants him.
She does not seem like the kind of omega to not get what she wants. She honestly scares me to death.
I just want to show her, not just tell her, how much I want us to be together.
I want us to share this pack, be in this pack together.
I don’t even know how to begin to express to her that it not only would be my dream, but I think she’d also love it.
Her blushing earlier made me think this is something we could do.
And now.
We want to play with Locke.
“I wanted you to go down on me so bad, Locke. I used to fantasize about it every night.”
“When did you stop?”
“I was a little busy last night, so…the night before last.”
God, she’s so sexy when she says dirty things. She’s talking to Locke, but her voice and her words cause me to get wet.
She’s looking at me when she says this, her eyebrows up, encouraging me to play along with whatever she’s about to say, “Do you think you can only eat out one pussy when there are two here?”
Locke shudders and makes agreeable noises.
I suddenly get the impression there’s a game about to be played.
“Locke, I want you to eat my pussy,” I tell him with confidence. He looks between us, a note of worry and angst across his lust-filled face.
He’s only got one mouth.
“Locke, pretty please eat my pussy,” Ro so sweetly begs.
“Get on your knees, alpha,” I command as only an omega can with my cheek rubbing against his neck and my hand slating around his torso down to his hardening cock.
He listens because he’s an obedient boy.
His knees set down on the warm tiles, and he sits back on his heels.
Ro comes up to his front, and I stay at his back.
He takes Ro’s delicious thighs and pulls her towards him.
Instead of making her lean back or spread wide, he gets underneath her and puts his whole mouth on her pussy.
She makes a surprised gasp, and so do I.
His jaw is open wide, and I’m in awe of his desperation and skill.
“We’re going to fight over him,” Ro says to me, as well as she can, as she is pleasured by the alpha. “See who can come first.”
What a fucking great game.
Where did I find these people?
I’m the luckiest omega.
I let my inner omega take over. I’m not in heat, but she doesn’t need me to be in order to come out to spread her wings.
Ro is lost in the pleasure of it, but just when I may be feeling left out, Locke detaches himself from her and turns to me, bringing my thighs over his face, and I get to feel what I just witnessed.
How is he so goddamned good at this!?
His jaw works my pussy, and his tongue delves into my entrance with gusto. Thrown by the intensity of the pleasure of it all, I forget entirely about the game. I forget everything that’s ever happened or how I even got here. I hold on to him and ride his face.
“God, Locke, fuck me. You’re such a good fucking boy.”
He tilts his head back to smile up at me. He looks so beautiful, all wet with both the shower water and my slick. With one last swipe, he returns to Ro.
She takes everything he gives her.
With my eyes locked onto Ro, I slide my hand into Locke’s wet hair and grip it at the scalp, then I gently pull him off of her and direct him to me.
I’m close to coming when Ro does the same thing: pulls him off of me and over to her. We edge each other with Locke until I don’t know if we are in a giant shower or the bottom of the ocean.
Back and forth. Ro then me. Licking, sucking, and tonguing. My whole body is on fire, and I just need to come.
Both of us omegas are whimpering, desperate to come, and lost in lust.
It feels like everything is happening at once, Locke pleasuring me, pleasuring Ro, and the two of us climaxing. I’m coming, and the three of us are holding on to each other. Ro kisses my neck, and Locke runs his tongue over my thighs.
I’ve always wanted this. I wanted a sexual, loving, exciting, and beautiful pack.
Who also love threesomes.