Chapter 20
ADAM
We spent Sky’s heat together, sweaty and naked and spent. When it was over, I couldn’t help but admit… I hadn’t felt this good in years. Like the spark had been reignited in me, that “something missing” returning after so very long.
Although it wasn’t his fault, our sex life had dwindled to embers after we’d been given the news that Fletcher was barren. Born without a womb, there was no way for him to conceive, let alone carry a baby, and it crushed him.
He’d gone into a deep depression, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to pressure my mourning Omega into sex. So I’d turned to porn and my left hand when I felt urges that Fletcher wasn’t up to satisfying.
But this week? Damn. Not only had Sky felt amazing between us, but Fletcher had been almost like his old self, back when we used to share partners.
Back before him.
I closed my eyes and drew in a sharp breath, quickly warding off the bad feelings that always came along with the memory of him. The man who almost destroyed us.
But he was gone, and we were not. That was all that mattered.
“Adam?” Fletcher’s voice was a gentle balm to my soul, and I reached over and touched his cheek.
“I’m okay,” I murmured. “Just thinking.”
Between us, Sky slept soundly, unconscious. Bite-marks and bruises covered his pale skin, his hair stuck up all over the place, and his lips remained kiss-swollen. He was a mess, but god, he was beautiful.
“I know this is gonna sound crazy, but… What if he’s the answer to our prayers?” Fletcher asked.
My gaze lifted from the slumbering Omega, back to my mate, whose expression had turned earnest. “What do you mean?”
“He needs guidance and help and love. You know as well as I do that he’s been starved for affection for so long, and that he’s thriving in our company. We are already giving him all of those things. Maybe in return, perhaps, one day, he could give us the child we so desperately want.”
I stared at him, keeping my silence. I thought of Sky carrying a child for us, and it just seemed wrong, somehow. “He’s already lost three pups, Fletcher. Could we really ask him to give up—”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” Fletcher said. “And I’d never ever ask that of him. Not after what he’s been through. But maybe we could raise the baby together? The three of us?”
It took only a moment for the words to sink in and for me to feel the weight of them. I glanced down at Sky once more, then met Fletcher’s gaze.
“You want to court him.” It wasn’t an accusation. Simply an observation.
Fletcher smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I do…but only if you want it too. I love you more than anything in this world, but Gracie said that in order for Sky to balance out and rejoin the pack, he’d need an Alpha. Stability. A mate—or two. We used to share partners all the time.”
“Yes, but that was just sex,” I pointed out.
“Well, what if we tried something different? Something new? I won’t lie. Being with you and Sky made me feel alive again. It made me feel young and wanted again. Not broken.”
His words made me ache. “Oh, baby.” I gently leaned over and kissed him, nuzzling my nose against his. “You aren’t broken.”
“Sometimes, I feel like I am,” he admitted. “Just a barren old feline. I see myself in Sky, Adam. I see so much of myself, and I want to help him. I want to save him. I know you understand.”
“I do…” I murmured, then made a decision that might change the trajectory of our entire lives. “We could try. Sky may not feel the same way. He might not want to share an Alpha. We are kind of an odd couple.”
Fletcher’s lips curved. “I know, but at the very least, we can give him stability until he figures himself out.”
He snuggled down into the covers, one arm curling around Sky’s waist. I closed my eyes and listened to the breathing of my two partners, but even after Fletcher fell asleep, I was still awake, thinking about the possibilities.
Could I handle two Omegas? Would Sky even want us, outside of his heat? And if he did, would our relationship last, or was it destined to burn to embers?