Chapter 18 Solana #2
By the time we finish with Thunder, my arms are tired, and I'm probably covered in horse hair and dust. But I feel lighter than I have in years, the simple act of caring for these animals filling something inside me that's been empty for too long.
"How about some lunch?" Dustin suggests, closing Thunder's stall door behind us. "All that grooming probably worked up an appetite."
My stomach chooses that moment to growl loudly, making us both laugh.
Dustin throws his arm around my shoulders as we walk back toward the house, the casual affection making my chest warm.
“Maybe just… a shower first?” I ask, tentatively hoping Dustin will be okay with that.
I’m starving, sure, but I also want to wash off.
He just presses a kiss to my head and pushes me toward our shared bedroom.
The combination of the morning's activities and the general overwhelming nature of the day has left me feeling grimy and in need of some time to process everything that's happened.
Dustin just nods and tells me to take my time, that he'll be around if I need anything.
The hot water feels incredible against my skin, washing away the sweat and dirt and leaving me clean and warm.
I take longer than necessary, just standing under the spray and letting my mind wander.
Images from this morning flash through my head—Dustin on his knees, Kade's voice directing and the feeling of pleasure so intense I thought I might break apart from it.
My core clenches at the memory and I have to brace myself against the shower wall, overwhelmed by the rush of heat that follows.
A small whine peels from my lips as I breathe through the sudden need, embarrassed as slick gathers between my thighs, only to wash down the drain.
Trying to think about anything else, I quickly finish up, dry off, and pull on a soft nightgown Dustin found during our shopping trip.
He placed a few in the top drawer of the dresser in their bedroom so I wouldn’t have to travel down the hall, a small blessing, seeing as how I just want to curl up in my nest and block out the rest of the world.
I never thought we’d get to be somewhere like this, I tell myself.
There were so many years I thought I’d be at Harmony House forever.
After a certain age, they told us Omegas just weren’t desirable anymore.
At 35, any chance of leaving would have evaporated.
I’ve never met an older unmated Omega, though I’m sure Alpha Graves would have never given us the chance.
Anything to keep us scared and in line.
Snuggling into the larger pillow at the head, I pat around for a blanket, shocked to find one of Kade’s jackets there.
He must have left it at some point because it wasn’t there earlier but I’m not complaining.
Especially when I drag it to my nose and over my head and it feels like I’m being hugged against his chest.
That pesky bit of heat blooms in the pit of my belly again, need coursing through my veins as I roll over onto my stomach.
The position just seems to make it worse, the desire to pull Kade actually into my nest rather than just lay in it growing with every second I keep his jacket pressed to my nose.
This is bad.
Just sleep, Solana. Fuck.
I chuck the jacket to the side and immediately regret it, gathering it up against my chest before slipping beneath one of the thicker blankets. Squeezing my lids shut, I try to focus on just resting when a strange sound has me staring at the door.
At first, I think someone is hurt, the muffled grunts and heavy breathing filtering through the bedroom door.
I sit up in the nest, clutching Kade's jacket closer as I listen more carefully.
There it is again; a low grunt followed by what might be a moan, though it's hard to tell through the walls.
My first thought is that something happened, and one of my Alphas needs help.
Panic spikes through me as I scramble out of the nest. The sounds are coming from down the hall, growing clearer as I move closer. Not pain, I realize as I get nearer. Or at least not the bad kind of pain.
The office door is cracked open just slightly, light spilling out into the darkened hallway. The sounds are definitely coming from in there, louder now that I'm right outside. Heavy breathing and grunts and what I now recognize as moans of pleasure rather than distress.
I should go back to the nest and pretend I didn't hear anything.
This is clearly private, something I'm not meant to interrupt or witness.
But curiosity gets the better of me, combined with a desire I don't fully understand.
My hand moves to the door, seemingly of its own accord, pushing it open wider.
The sight that greets me makes my breath catch in my throat, my eyes going wide as I take in the scene before me.
Kade has Dustin bent over the office desk, Dustin's pants pulled down just far enough to expose his ass.
Kade is behind him, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucks into Dustin with thrusts that make the desk shift slightly with each impact.
But it's Kade's hand that really captures my attention.
It's wrapped firmly around Dustin's mouth, muffling the sounds he's making as Kade takes him.
Dustin's eyes are closed, his face flushed and his body moving back to greet his Alphas’ thrusts.
His hands are gripping the edge of the desk so hard his knuckles have gone white, the sounds he's making into Kade's hand full of desperation and need.
I stand frozen in the doorway, unable to look away from the raw intensity of what's happening in front of me.
This is what Dustin meant earlier when he said Kade likes to watch.
Except now Kade is the one performing, taking what he wants from Dustin with a controlled power that makes my core clench with unexpected heat.
The mixture of their scents fill my lungs as I lean on the door support, my body growing hotter by the second. If I stay any longer, I’m going to start slicking again and I didn’t put on any panties.
Shit.