Chapter 24
Twenty-Four
Nina
I ’m curled between two bodies, and I’m very comfortable. Sighing happily, I don’t even care that I’m covered in cum or that I could do with a shower. I’m bitten, claimed, and I have an alpha still knot deep inside of me.
“Hey there, Little Queen,” Ethan murmurs in my ear as I smile.
“Hi,” I reply, almost not wanting to open my eyes.
I don’t know how many days have gone by, or what’s going to happen next. All I know is that every second with my alphas is one I’ll treasure. Reality is waiting once I open my eyes.
“You’re squishing your eyes shut, Nina,” Riley says, amused.
Ugh, I’ve been busted. Opening my eyes, I sigh with relief that the curtains have all been drawn closed, shutting out the icy sunlight outside. I can still see the outline of it, confirming a new day.
“They’re open now,” I grumble.
“Nina,” a growl says from the doorway. Sitting up, I see Cooper standing there with a mug of coffee, clean, wearing low slung joggers.
God, he is gorgeous.
“Come here, Princess,” he insists.
“I’m a little stuck,” I tease him.
Ethan grins against my skin, and I feel his knot already starting to deflate.
“This is one of my favorite ways to sleep,” he confesses. Hissing as he pulls his dick out of me, I whimper in response because I am going to miss the comfort of his cock. I have no idea how long we’ve been locked away in the bubble of my heat.
Crawling out of the slick covered sheets, I stand to pad over to Cooper, loving his knowing smirk.
“Coffee?” he offers.
Taking a sip, I hum as my stomach begins to grumble angrily.
“This is what happens when you refuse to eat during your heat, baby,” he says.
“I know,” I pout. “I wasn’t hungry for food at the time.”
There were times where I was more aware than others, but I do remember that Cooper kept pushing me to eat frozen fruit and drink water. Sometimes it worked, while others it definitely did not.
“I’ll get something started. I don’t have a clue what time it is,” Riley says, stretching as he sits up.
“I should probably discourage naked cooking,” Cooper rumbles. “If you set your dick on fire, there are two people that may be disappointed.”
Riley snorts as he pulls on a pair of joggers off the floor and stands.
“You’re probably right,” he grunts.
“It’s midafternoon by the way,” Cooper mentions as Riley passes him.
“Shit, really? Why does it feel as if it’s so much earlier?” he mutters.
“The snow plays tricks with the light,” Cooper reminds him as he walks out of the room. “You should get cleaned up, Nina. Otherwise, I’m going to take you back to bed and your holes have been well used over the past five days.”
“Five,” I whisper, my jaw dropping in shock.
“That’s what happens when you suppress things like your heat for a year,” Ethan says, getting out of bed. “We can shower together, and I’ll make sure all of your holes are very clean.”
Cooper rolls his eyes even as he smirks in amusement.
“She’s more likely to bite your dick off in hunger than suck on it,” he says. “I can hear her thoughts, and they all revolve around food.”
“I can’t help it,” I whine, my arm banding around my stomach. “I’m so hungry.”
“I’m not going to tell you ‘I told you so,’” he chuckles. “Go shower.”
“Yes, sir,” I murmur, walking toward the bathroom with Ethan.
“Suck up,” Ethan teases me, but only once he’s sure his dad is gone.
Mmhmm, I’m not the only one who banks brownie points.
He turns on the shower, catching me around the waist before I can get inside.
“It’s cold,” he says. “Wait for the water to warm up.”
My lips twitch because that’s so sweet. I’m so used to not having any privacy, I just jump into the freezing water to get my shower over with. I can’t just enjoy the spray of warm water or let my mind wander over happy memories because I don’t really have any.
Well, not until now.
“Where did you just go?” Ethan asks.
“Nowhere good,” I admit. “And everywhere wonderful. I was thinking about how nice it is just to take a warm shower.”
“Vivian cuts the heat to your water?” he asks. He’s not wrong to ask. It’s something she’d do if she could, but the water boiler works for the entire house.
“Not quite,” I reply, watching as he pulls out fluffy towels and checks the shower to make sure he has everything he needs. It’s sweet and very thorough.
He helps me into the shower, and I sigh as the water rains over me. It’s gentle, and not like the sharp spray of the one I have.
“Explain,” he murmurs, getting in and pulling me tightly against his front. I marvel at how warm and handsome he is.
And then I realize that I’m cataloguing everything because I’m going to have to go home.
“No privacy means I don’t enjoy getting undressed when anyone can walk in,” I sigh, blindly looking away to wash my hair.
“I fucking hate your mother,” Ethan snarls, picking up the shampoo and pouring some into his hand. “Tip your head back.”
I open my mouth to ask why when I feel his hands move to what little hair I have. He doesn’t care though, he begins to massage it in. Sighing because it does feel nice, I can feel my eyelashes flutter closed.
“Dad is going to make her wish that she’d never fucked with you,” he growls in my ear. “We aren’t going to play her game, and neither will the other packs. Her days are very limited.”
“But I am going to have to go home,” I confirm.
“Not for long,” he denies. “You’re claimed, let us file the paperwork and cut through the red tape.”
His fingers are sure and firm as he rolls them over my scalp, and I can feel my anxiety trickling away.
“You have Lyle on your side, Nina,” he reminds me. “I have a feeling he’s going to be making sure every ‘i’ is dotted and ‘t’ is crossed. It’s the kind of alpha and lawyer that he is. They have all been chomping at the bit to make sure we reunited. None of them are going to drop the ball now.”
His words make sense, and they help calm me as he rinses my hair. I’m drowsy as he washes my body, and then he leans me against the tile wall with a wicked grin .
“You need something to wake you up,” he says, just before he raises my leg over his shoulder and kisses my clit.
My small inhale of surprise makes him smile wider, and his tongue joins the party to roll over my growing arousal.
“Mmm. Honeysuckle first thing is exactly what I need,” he growls.
The sweetness intensifies as he eats me out, and my moans grow louder. Cooper thought I might be sore, but I’m not. This feels so good. I’m slicking all over his chin, and he pushes his tongue inside of me to eat it straight from the source.
The shower stall smells like honeysuckle, blood orange, and chocolate. I drop my head back and laugh as my body begs for more, pushing my thoughts into Ethan’s head so he doesn’t think I’m insane.
I can smell, and I think it may be because of the hot water working to clear my sinuses. Mmm. We smell good together.
“Fuck, we really do,” Ethan groans, hearing me through the bond. His fingers begin to fuck my pussy, and he gazes up at me as I begin to pant with need. “Come for me, baby. Take your time, just feel, and stop thinking.”
It’s not a secret that it can take me longer to come, but they’ve yet to complain. A gentle nip of teeth along my clit makes me gasp, though it’s effective. His tongue and mouth seal around my clit, driving me wild, and my hands slam against the wall as I keen.
There’s nothing else that exists except him. His fingers, the way they twist and curl to hit the secret spot inside of me that make my toes clench as my hips begin to move of their own accord.
I end up pushing up against his fingers so I’m fucking him back, and his tongue is pushing me closer to coming.
“Ethan,” I beg, my head thrashing against the wall. “Please, fuck, yes!”
His manly chuckle against my clit is the vibration I need as I come, slick flowing over his fingers .
“So pretty,” he groans.
“Now that she’s awake, maybe you can feed her too,” Cooper calls into the bathroom.
My legs feel like jello and I grin like a maniac as Ethan settles my feet onto the ground. I didn’t realize that he’d picked me up completely at one point. Fuck, he has a way of helping me clear my head.
Standing, he kisses me hard, ensuring that I taste myself.
“I have to finish showering, Dad. I’m going to give you the responsibility of feeding the temptress,” he teases.
Cooper opens the door with a towel already open in his hands.
“It’s not her fault you can’t control yourself,” he muses. “Out you go, Princess.”
Stepping out of the shower and into the towel he wraps around me, I allow him to guide me back to the bedroom as he dries me off.
“How bad is the snow?” I ask. I’m trying to figure out if I need to start rebuilding my armor.
How much time do I have before I have to stop being happy?
Cooper’s chest begins to vibrate as he kisses my temple before he pulls out clothes from a bag. Silas was right when he said I didn’t need anything. I think there’s at least seven days worth of clothing inside.
I just didn’t need any of it the last few days. Letting the towel drop, I watch as Cooper kneels in front of me with my panties.
“It’s lightened up a lot,” he says. I know he’s feral, but the way nothing else seems to matter when he’s speaking to me is a heady feeling. “You still have some time left, Nina.”
I nod as I step into my panties, watching as he drags it up my thighs. Cooper makes sure they’re not pinching my skin in any way before he picks up a pair of maroon fleece leggings. My mother would hate this color, but I think they’re fun.
I allow Cooper to help me dress, and he pulls out a bra that actually fits .
“I know everything about you,” he reminds me, standing behind me as he latches the clasps. A kiss on my shoulder is followed by a soft cream long sleeved sweater, and I have to admit I love this outfit.
It’s soft, smells like Cooper, and…
Oh.
The bond between us muted the sensation of recognizing my scent matches and I find myself standing in awe of it. God, I feel complete.