45. Ethan
Ethan
“Come on, Little Bird, let’s get you cleaned up,” I murmur, lifting her out of the bed.
She mumbles sleepily at me, and I opt to start a bath for her.
It’s been two days since we confronted her parents, and they’ve officially announced that Wren is alive and well, even going so far as to spin the love story of our heroic rescue.
We can now be out and about in public, without having to worry that the police will be called.
I also got word that Pack Caruso is now being charged with four counts of omega endangerment and trafficking, based on the video footage we delivered to the judge—and that’s on top of the charges having to do with Wren, which include omega abuse, attempted rape, possession of illegal substances, and unlawful administration of an illegal substance.
I’ll save that news for when she’s lucid though.
The bath fills up quickly, and I lower us both inside, careful to keep her head above the water. The rest of the guys were still sleeping when I took her, but hopefully they have the good sense to get the sheets changed out.
“Hmmm,” she hums as her body is submerged in the lukewarm water. “Ethan?”
“I’m here, Baby,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to her hair. “How are you feeling?”
“So good,” she stretches her arms above her head, “am I…am I in the bath with you?”
I chuckle. “Yes. I’m getting you cleaned up.” There’s a clean rag at the side of the tub that I use to dip in the water and start rubbing her down with. “We gotta get this grime off of you.”
“How many days has it been?” she asks, her voice still sleepy.
“Two,” I answer as my touch lingers across her breasts.
She stiffens slightly. “Two? And I hardly remember any of it. Oh!” She sits up, turning her head to face me. “Did my parents do it?”
I grin. “They did. You’re officially free, Little Bird.”
She smiles, leaning back against me and sighing. “Officially free,” she repeats in a dreamy voice. “Next stop: Starbrook City.”
I chuckle again. “Let’s get through this heat first, hm?”
The bathroom door creaks open and Brennan peeks his head in. “Hey, how are you feeling?”
“Good,” she smiles, her eyes tired. “Ethan says my parents followed through on their end of the deal.”
“They did,” he confirms, coming to the side of the tub and pressing a kiss to her hair. “Do you still want to bond now? Your eyes are clear.”
Her face lights up. “Yes! When we’re done here.”
Brennan smiles. “I’ll go change out the sheets, okay?”
She smiles brightly, nodding as he leaves the bathroom.
“I can’t believe we’re about to bond,” she says quietly, her hands moving gently through the water.
“I don’t know much about it, since my parents are betas…
” she bites her lip, looking up at me. “Do you think it’s true that we’ll be able to feel each other's emotions?”
I can’t help but press another kiss to her cheek. “I know it’s true. I have three dads and a mom—they’re all bonded.”
Her mouth forms an “o” before she pouts. “But wait, if we bond now, you’ll be able to feel how much I love you before I get to tell you—” Her eyes widen and her mouth snaps shut.
My heart stops.
And then a slow smile spreads over my face as her cheeks turn pink. “You love us?”
Her eyes widen for a second before she shakes her head. “Well, I am bonding you, Bossy Bear. I’d hardly be doing that if I didn’t.”
My cock throbs against her ass at the use of “Bossy Bear”.
“Careful, there, Brat,” I murmur into her ear as I reach down and tweak her nipples. She gasps. “I’d hate to have to spank you while we’re bonding.”
“You know,” she breathes heavily, rubbing her ass against my throbbing cock, “you’ve talked an awful lot about spanking me, but haven’t actually done it yet.”
I grin, gently pressing my teeth against her shoulder. “We’ll save that for after your heat.”
“Promises, promises,” she sighs, grabbing the sides of the tub and using them to stand.
Her juicy, round ass is right there…so I give it a quick pop with my palm.
“Ethan!” She laughs, and I chuckle, reaching behind me and grabbing a towel to hand her.
She wraps it around her body, and with shaky legs, steps out of the tub and onto the bath mat.
“Should I even bother getting dressed?” She smirks at me over her shoulder and I grab my own towel, stepping out behind her.
“Probably not,” I grin, swatting her ass again before scooping her up in my arms. She shrieks, giving me a playful glare. “What?” I shrug, “I’m trying to follow through on more of my promises.”