50. Primrose
50
PRIMROSE
MEANING: ETERNAL LOVE; FEMININE ENERGY; I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT YOU; OBSESSIVE LOVE; PLEASURE; SATISFACTION
EVERETT
________
W e waited for a long time before daring to speak. Ocean was dozing, not quite under while she sprawled across Micah’s chest. The way she clung to him was both precious and heartbreaking, because we knew how much she’d wanted everything we had to give and didn’t believe she could ever have it.
My soul was so much lighter now that she knew what we were to her and we could be honest. This had never been fake. It had always been real, and she was ours. Forever.
Our phones sat outside the nest where we’d stripped our clothes off in order to give them to her. My suit pants poked out from behind a pillow next to Micah’s boxer briefs, and the sight made me smile. Even when she hadn’t known, she knew . So deep in her own instincts that she hadn’t stopped to question why she was building her nest with our clothes.
I crept to the door and retrieved my phone. “I’ll take care of things,” I said quietly.
“Give me mine,” Cameron said. “I was going to have some things brought over. I’ll get on it.”
“What things?”
A slow smile crossed his face. “Prototypes that aren’t going to fucking break. I told them I needed them, but had planned in the next couple of days. I’ll just get them here now.”
I chuckled and tossed him his phone.
“And I’m getting someone over to the Caldwell Estate to get everything,” he said. “The sooner the better.”
“There can’t be much left,” Micah said. “I thought we had everything brought over.”
Cameron shrugged. “Call it an instinct. Aside from that greenhouse, which I know means a lot to her, I’m betting there’s either some things Ocean left behind because she assumed she’d be living there again, or something Frank and Laura want to throw at her, either to be hurtful or wash their hands of her. Regardless, I want them to understand that we don’t make idle threats.”
“No arguments from me. Just be careful of the flowers. Don’t move those without talking to her.”
Cameron nodded.
I sent a message to my assistant and told them what had happened, and to let the other assistants know to cover everything for a few more days. Despite what had caused Ocean’s unexpected heat, this was perfect timing. Since we’d just come back, there weren’t any real meetings scheduled. We could take whatever time we needed.
I texted Raina.
Everett
Ocean went into heat. We’ll be out for a few days. Don’t worry, you’ll still be a part of the takedown. Keep an eye on things?
Raina
Will do. Have fun.
Straight and to the point, like Raina always was. We owed her more than we could ever repay, though I had an idea about that. It needed to be discussed after the heat.
I let Marcella know so there would be food we didn’t need to prepare. Also food that was easily portable. I was glad the nest had been completed, so it was ready for this. If she’d doubted us on top of not feeling her place of safety…
The sight of her doubt already made my heart hurt. But that might have broken me completely.
Micah’s hand came up behind Ocean’s head, holding her to him as he shifted a touch more upright. She didn’t move. “She’s out,” he said softly.
“I know we were already going to take action against Frank, but I’m going to have a hard time not—” I huffed a breath. They’d heard my threats when I was in the middle of punching him.
My Omega’s face was still fucking red from where he’d hit her.
“You’re not the only one,” Cameron said. We’d stopped on the way out of the house and taken the security footage with the help of Frank’s housekeeper. She didn’t hold much loyalty to them, which was another strike against him. But we held all the proof we needed to show why my hitting him was justified.
Actually, that was something Raina should know.
Everett
Frank hit Ocean. I knocked him out and we got her out of there, but can you let legal know in case he tries to do something? We have video footage.
Raina
Are you serious?
Everett
Very.
It looked like she was typing and deleting for about a minute.
Raina
As much as I would like to say otherwise, I’m glad you kept it to just that. I’ll make sure legal knows. If you can get the footage to us that would be great.
Everett
Oren will have it.
“Send the footage to Oren,” I said. “So Raina can get ahead of me punching the shit out of him with legal.”
There wasn’t a leg to stand on. He’d physically assaulted our wife. And if that wasn’t enough, she was our Omega. The instincts to protect an Omega—especially a scent matched Omega—outweighed almost everything else.
“Fuck.” I shook my head. “I don’t want to think about what he would have done.”
When I’d burst into the room he had her in a corner, her scent reeking with rotten terror. I’d seen red. We’d already been delayed by Laura, who declared we couldn’t just barge into her house. Micah picked her up and moved her out of our way. She was probably still sputtering in shock when we left.
Good riddance.
“If the stuff with the business wasn’t enough, which we now have proof of on the video along with whatever he said to her, then assaulting her is more than enough to exercise the morality clause,” Micah said.
Our agreement with him had protections. Of course it did. We weren’t foolish. A man like Frank would always try to take more than he was given.
We held the majority stake of his company now, and though he thought he could get out of it, it was over. I would bet good money Frank had promised Joseph the numbers he was pressuring Ocean to get. And if he didn’t provide them, Joseph had set him up to take the fall. If I was right, Aiden, and then our lawyers, would prove it.
“You didn’t have a chance to look at the trust,” Cameron said.
“Not yet. And I won’t until after the heat. I won’t be able to think about anything properly. And if they pulled something shady while all of our instincts are at their highest?”
“Agreed. It’s a good idea to wait.” Micah let his hand sweep down her back once more. Then he paused. “Now that she knows. Do you think she’d want to?”
He didn’t need to clarify what he meant. Bonding. I’d wanted to bite her the instant I scented her, and I knew they were with me. “I do,” I said. “But we’ll see if she’s ready for that.”
Our poor Omega was still overwhelmed by the reality of our loving her. Bonding to us for life was a huge decision no matter what. For now, the fact that she was our wife and ours was enough. But the minute she said the word, I would sink my teeth into her and meld our souls. Make her mine forever.
“We should all probably eat something,” Cam said.
Marcella hadn’t answered yet, which was fine. It was past her daily hours, and we didn’t force her to answer things when she was off duty. There was more than enough food in the house for the four of us.
“Let’s grab something,” I said to him.
We needed pants, just in case one of the staff was here. Which was why it was good that we’d designed all our bedrooms in the same wing. It was generally off limits outside of specific times to be cleaned.
Cam ran a hand through his hair and leaned on the kitchen island. “Not how I expected to end the day.”
“Definitely not. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
I spotted a banana and smiled. We needed more, but that would be perfect. Especially after our wedding night. There was a muffin too, and that would be enough, with some water. With the amount of fucking we were doing, there would definitely be more time for snacks later.
“No,” Cam said before laughing. “Me either. But damn, my head is still spinning.”
“I know the feeling.”
We inhaled some food and grabbed some for Micah before his phone chimed. “Toys are here.”
“Excellent.” Watching Ocean with toys on our honeymoon had been entrancing. Now that she was ours and knew it? I hoped she would release every last inhibition.
I retreated to the nest. Even Ocean’s bedroom was soaked in the syrupy sweetness of her heat perfume. It made my mouth water. I would need an entirely different kind of snack soon. And when I stepped inside, her eyes were open. Sleepy, but open. She hadn’t been asleep long, but with how intense her heat had it, that wasn’t entirely unexpected.
“Hello, little nymph.”
She smiled and pressed her head into Micah’s chest. “Hi.”
“I brought you some food. Micah too. Need to keep your strength up for all the fucking.”
Ocean’s cheeks turned a delectable shade of pink, darkening her skin further. I set the food down and Micah helped move Ocean over to me, so she was curled against my side and he could eat.
She tried to sit up, but I didn’t let her.
“I can eat by myself.”
I held in my laugh and kissed her forehead. “You’re barely keeping yourself awake, nymph.”
She grumbled but didn’t protest more. I peeled the banana, and when I held it up to her, she giggled. “Still like watching me eat bananas?”
“Always, wife.”
Ocean ate the banana one bite at a time, never taking her eyes off mine. It was only my Alpha instinct to make sure my Omega in heat was fed and protected that prevented me from stealing kisses and making her arousal surge all over again. As it was, I felt her skin warming and her perfume swirled around us.
“I also brought you a muffin. Do you want it?”
“Not right now.”
Micah was already on it. He took the muffin and the peel away, exiting the nest briefly. After drinking some water, my Omega burrowed into my side beneath the blankets, but didn’t stay still. She curled in on herself and moaned and sighed. “I’m not used to this.”
“What’s that?”
“This kind of heat.” Climbing up my body, she pushed her face into my neck, seeking my scent. “It’s not like this. Ever. But I can’t stop.”
Slowly releasing my purr, I held her and let her explore. Whatever she needed, I would give her. “You don’t need to stop. But everything happened so fast, we wanted to ask you.”
“What?”
“Is there anything you don’t want us to do? Our instincts are driving us just as hard as yours, baby. So if we let go it might not be soft or gentle. We want all of you, hard and fast. I want to pin you down and take what’s mine and make you come so hard you pass out. So if there’s something you don’t want? Tell us now.”
She kept breathing me in, thinking for a second. “Anything we’ve already done is fine. Ask me for something new. But other than pain, I can’t think of anything I don’t want.”
“No pain. You’ve had more than enough pain. All I want to do is make you feel good.”
Her lips found mine, at once desperate and soft. She whined. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this out loud.”
“Say what?”
Barely a whisper against my lips. “Can I have a different kind of banana?”
I’d been half-hard since before I fucked her the first time. Not anymore. My instincts raced to the surface to meet hers and made me rock hard. Gripping the back of her hair, I tilted her face back so I could see her. Kiss her. Tease her briefly. “How can I say no to that when you asked so nicely?”
Her tiny whimper made all the remaining blood I had flow south. Fuck, I loved the sight of her desperation. All for us. I kissed her slowly before I released her.
“Lie down, Omega. Let me feed you.”