28. Hannah
Hannah
I t takes two hours for them to discharge me, and then I'm being shuffled into Austin's truck by careful alpha hands, under strict instructions to not "overdo" it.
Whatever that means.
The plan is to have Austin drive me to my apartment so I can pack a few bags, and then Charlie will have movers come and clear out the space later.
This is actually happening.
I have my alphas, they all want me, and I'm moving in with them. Resisting the urge to pinch myself, I look over at Austin, whose hands are tight on the wheel. His jaw is clenched, his usually soft and gentle features wrought with tension.
My immediate omega instinct is to soothe, so I reach my hand out to rest on his arm. "Hey. Are you okay?"
His smile doesn't meet his eyes as he glances at me. "Yeah, darlin'. I'm good."
"You don't have to do that." I tell him, putting my hands in my lap and looking down.
"Do what?" He's trying too hard to seem nonchalant when it's obvious something is bugging him.
"Try to save my feelings by hiding that you're upset with me.
" I know he is. They all are. Enzo hadn't made it a secret that we'd be having a conversation about how I put my health at risk by not disclosing my scent sickness to them.
Regardless of whether or not I had my reasons, I owe all of them an apology.
They never should have been blindsided like that.
"I'm not…I'm upset , darlin'." He sighs, grabbing one of my hands out of my lap and holding it over the center console.
"I was terrified. Do you know how scared I was when I got a text from Charlie, telling us to rush to the hospital because you lost consciousness?
Not knowing what happened? Envisioning the worst? "
"I know," I say quietly, and he tightens his hand on mine.
"You don't," he sighs yet again, "because then we show up, and we find out I'm part of the reason you're in the state you're in.
It was my fault, Hannah. If I hadn't taken so long to get my head outta my ass—pardon my language—maybe you woulda felt comfortable enough to tell us about it.
" I can't help but smile a little bit at him asking me to pardon him saying the word "ass". Such a Southern gentleman.
"That's not entirely true," I shake my head, "I don't think I would have been able to say anything until I got things sorted out with Charlie, and I'm the one who wouldn't talk about it with him. It's my fault, Austin, not yours."
"Regardless," he picks up my hand and presses a kiss to it, "seein' you like that…
just don't be surprised if we're all a little overbearin' for a while.
" This time, his smile reaches his eyes, and it's amazing to me that we didn't really change anything, but just talking it out has made him feel better already.
"I don't think I'll be complaining," I tell him truthfully. The thought of my alphas lavishing me in attention, being worried about me? My omega's never been happier.
We pull into the parking lot of my apartment, and I lead Austin upstairs to my studio. Memories of the last time he was up here assault my mind, and I can't help but I shoot him a little glance. He's already looking at me, and we both flush a little as I pull out my keys and unlock my door.
"Didn't make it this far last time," he lets out a low whistle as he steps inside behind me, "you've made this space beautiful, darlin'."
My omega preens at his praise, and I feel a little flustered. "Thank you." I motion awkwardly to the bathroom. "I stink like hospital, and I want to get this de-scenter off. Do you mind if I grab a quick shower?"
"Of course not. Whatever you need to feel comfortable.
" He takes a seat on the couch while I bustle around my studio apartment, grabbing a towel and some clothes to change into.
The entire time I'm rinsing off, I'm acutely aware of the fact that the only thing separating my naked body from my scent matched alpha is a flimsy bathroom door.
Maybe I should have invited him to shower with me?
I wonder as I rinse off the last of my body wash and turn off the water.
No, that would have been weird. Too much, too soon.
I towel dry my hair after getting dressed and step out of the bathroom. "Okay," I announce my presence, and Austin looks up from his phone. "I just need to pack a few things, so you can just…keep hanging out while I do that?"
Austin just frowns at me. "I'm not gonna sit back while my lady does all the work."
His lady. Well, if that doesn't make my heart flutter.
"Aren't you just a proper Southern gentleman?" I raise a brow at him, smiling, and then shake my head. Grabbing a tote bag from under my kitchen sink, I snap it open and hand it to him. "Here. Why don't you grab all the hair and makeup products from the bathroom and put them in there."
The side of his lip quirks up and he tips an imaginary cowboy hat. "Yes ma'am." His drawl sends a shiver down my spine in the best way.
Holy shit. Can I get him a real cowboy hat?
Before I can ask, he disappears with the tote into the bathroom, and I shake my head as if that might help rattle the horny thoughts from my brain.
Damn, my omega is a straight-up hussy . Grabbing my suitcase from next to my bed, I start packing, throwing everyday clothes in, as well as some cute dresses and clothes for work.
By the time Austin comes out of the bathroom with a full tote, I'm stood in front of my nest, my hands on my hips as I consider dismantling it.
I mean, I need all my pillows and blankets to build a nest at the packhouse.
I really don't want to. I worked hard on this nest, and never even got to invite my alphas in.
Actually…I don't even know if the new packhouse has a designated nest. Did they even think about that?
"You okay, darlin'?" Austin's voice is thick as he comes up behind me, setting the tote on the ground and tentatively wrapping his arms around my waist. When I lean into the contact, he tightens his hold on me.
Gods, this is what I've been missing. Casual touches. Just being held .
"It's just a shame." I sigh, placing my hands on his that are interlaced over my midsection. "To tear apart my nest. Not when I didn't even get to have any of my alphas…christen it." He almost freezes at my words, the air thickening with the scent of our pheromones.
My hips shift involuntarily when I feel his hardness press against my back. "Oh? Is there any way we can fix that?" His head dips down to nuzzle my neck, sending a shiver through me. "Damn, I'm so glad I can smell you again."
"Hmmm," I hum, closing my eyes and relishing the feeling of being the center of someone's attention. "I can think of a few ways."
A purr of approval rumbles in his chest. "And what might those be? I need you to say it, darlin'." He punctuates his sentences with a little nip to my ear.
"Alpha…" the whine leaves me, and he's spinning me around in his hold, looking at me with blown pupils. "Will you come into my nest?"
One moment, he's holding onto my arms, the next, I'm being lifted by my waist and lowered into the nest, his body hovering over mine. "Like this?" He asks on a breath, and I nod frantically.
Lemon, mint, and black tea swirl around us, combining with my peach and brown sugar, and all I know is I need him.
His mouth meets mine in a hungry kiss, and the pressure of his body settles over mine like a weighted blanket.
Not so heavy as to crush me, but enough to keep me grounded.
His tongue sweeps across my lips, and I accept him eagerly, moaning into his mouth as his erection grinds into my leg.
We explore each other, frantic, desperate kisses, a reunion three months in the making.
When his mouth trails from my mine down to my neck, a small gasp leaves me. "Ah, shit! Austin!"
"Shhh, darlin'," He murmurs into the skin where my neck meets my shoulder. "Can I take care of you?"
"Please," I groan as his hand comes up and gently squeezes my breast before he cups me outside of my leggings.
"Gonna take such good care of my omega," he pushes himself down until he's lifting my shirt, trailing kisses down my stomach.
The contact sends little waves of electricity straight to my clit.
Heat envelops me as he presses a gentle kiss to the fabric covering my pussy, and I let out a breathy moan.
"Please, please, please," I'm chanting now, then suck in a gasp as his entire mouth covers my clothed pussy. It's warm and so fucking erotic I can hardly handle it.
He chuckles roughly, sitting up briefly to peel my leggings off.
My underwear follows, and then he's settled between my thighs, his hands bracing against them as he looks at me.
"What a pretty pink pussy," he praises me, and it's enough to send a gush of slick out of me. "So wet for me too, what a good omega."
Holy fucking hell. This…I've never had a sexual encounter like this. Heats. That is the extent of my experience, and it's full of alphas looking to get their dick wet in a desperate hole. This? This is…sweet. Reverent.
In the next instant, he licks a stripe from ass to clit, and my back arches off the bed, my hands twining through his ginger hair. He devours my soaking pussy like he's eating his last meal, and the minute he slides two fingers inside me, crooking them upwards? I'm a goner.
I fucking shatter.
My thighs clamp down on his head so hard I'm vaguely afraid I might crush him, but he only moans into my pussy harder, his hips moving slightly against the bed as he tears my soul from my body.
"Oh, shit," I cry, my arm falling over my eyes. "Oh gods, Austin, that was…." I move my arm and lift my head to see him sitting up, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, and on the crotch of his pants…"oh my gods."
There's a wet spot on the front of his jeans like he just came in his pants from eating me out.
"What can I say, darlin'?" He doesn't look the least bit embarrassed, and he shouldn't, because that's probably the hottest thing I've ever experienced.
"Tastin' you straight from the source was nothin' short of a religious experience. "
Biting my lip, I look up at him. I have no idea where the words come from, but the way he called me a good omega earlier made me feel some kind of way and I want him to feel the same.
"Hmmm…" I hum, sitting up and crawling over to him.
"What a good alpha, coming for your omega.
" Those are the words that have him shivering as I stand on my knees and kiss him.
He groans into my mouth as I explore him with my tongue, but all too soon, he pulls away, breathing hard.
"I gotta clean this up before we go home," he grins sheepishly at me and backs up off the bed. As I watch him disappear into the bathroom, I can't help but think I really love the sound of that.
Home.
"Well someone had a good time." Noah's nose twitches as I enter the living room. He's sat on the couch with a book in his hands, and Austin, at his own insistence, is lugging everything from the car.
"We realized I never had an alpha in my nest before," I shrug like it's no big deal, but I'm grinning so hard it feels like I'll permanently stretch my face.
Noah places his book on the couch and stands, walking over and gathering me in his arms. "Hmmm. I guess we really are pack, if I don't hate the scent of my brother all over you."
"Jealous, brother?" Austin goads as he walks into the room and puts my stuff on the ground. "I'm sure you can picture somethin' similar in that book you're readin'."
That has my eyes shooting to the book discarded on the couch. "What are you reading?"
"Nothing important," my bad boy alpha blushes , and before I can launch myself towards the couch to see exactly what he was reading, his arms tighten around me and he swings me around, causing me to let out a squeal.
"Noah!"
"All you need to know is that nothing I could read in a book would ever live up to the reality of you, princess." Now that has me blushing, and the quest to discover Noah's preferred reading material is temporarily put on hold.
" Reinita, " Enzo comes into the room, taking me from Noah and putting his arms around me. "I missed you." He looks over my shoulder at Austin and Noah. "Why don't you guys help bring that up to our omega's nest?"
"Nest?" My face lights up as I look between them, and Enzo nods with a satisfied smile. They did think about it.
"I made sure the house had one before I bought it," Charlie says, coming down the stairs.
"Can't buy a house as a courting present for your omega if there's no nest. It'd be like buying you a car with no wheels.
There's a huge mattress up there that will fit all five of us, and a mini kitchen and a bathroom suite with a jacuzzi tub big enough to fit us too. "
My brain is still stuck on the middle of that sentence. "You…this…this mansion was supposed to be a courting gift to me?"
"There's also a home theatre," Noah whispers, grinning.
"I…I don't know what to say. I can't believe you guys did all this for me."
"Of course we did, mags," Charlie smiles down at me. "Why don't you come take a look at the nest and you can decide if you want to change anything?"
The rest of the day we spend setting up my nest, getting all the blankets and pillows just how I like them, and the guys go and get more items of clothing with their scents on it.
The walls are painted a soft gray color, which perfectly balances out the bright pink of my pillows and blankets.
A mattress big enough to completely fill my studio apartment sits in the middle of the room, illuminated by fairy lights.
By the end of the day, my omega is a content little bundle in my chest, and when Noah points out that if we all sleep in the nest together, the bed will be absolutely filled with their scents.
When I fall asleep with Enzo at my back and Noah facing me, his legs entangled with mine, I realize that if I thought I was sleeping well with just their scents, maybe that means I've never had a good night's sleep.