Chapter 21 #2
Jesus, this is amazing. I can’t get myself to move to clean up until Silva looks up at me. Her eyes are tense with pain, and now her hand is on her stomach as she whimpers in agony.
Lunging forward, I grab for the napkins and begin to clean myself up the best I can and shove my cock away in my pants.
“Talk to me,” I grunt, pulling off my gloves. They’re still covered in my cum, and I’m going to need to wash them later. I’ll survive if my hands get cold if it means I can drive.
Looking around for cars, I put the vehicle into reverse, and do my best not to let my tires spin. I have to get to Silva’s in one piece. Fuck my clothes, I’ll borrow some or walk around naked.
It doesn’t really seem as if I’ll have any need for more than a pair of joggers.
“Hurts,” she gasps, turning off the vibration on the toy still inserted in Izzy.
“What?” he asks, sitting up to hold Silva while they’re still connected.
“Is it possible that you triggered her heat?” I ask. “Baby, when are you due?”
“A few weeks yet,” she says, her head dropping on Izzy’s shoulder.
“You didn’t say,” he whispers, his gaze tortured and worried.
“I wasn’t thinking,” she says, waving his words away. “Syrus.”
“I’m on my way,” I promise. “Ground rules?”
“No alpha bites,” she says immediately. “I’m not ready yet. Izzy was one thing…”
“I know,” I grunt. I get it, I do. We both felt pulled to Izzy. “Okay, where are you right now?”
“My nest,” she says.
Glancing at the phone, I can see that it’s not Izzy’s cum gushing out of her, but also slick.
She’s going to rage hot and fast. I can already tell.
“Lock yourself in. The guys will leave you alone until I get there, baby. How have they been since I’ve been gone?”
“Respectful,” Silva says, her voice cracking. “Kyren is back, Izzy and I both managed to eat something, and then we were messing around in my nest when you called.”
“I’m ten minutes out,” I grunt. “I already told work that I’m taking some personal days, and Iris told me you have as well. Apparently it’s already hit the community board.”
“Mmm. We have our own alibi now,” she teases. Her face tenses into a mask of pain, and Izzy kisses her neck.
“We’re going to go shower,” he decides. “Then, we’re going to make sure the nest is exactly the way we both want. Alright, mami?”
“Yeah.”
“Ten minutes, Spitfire. Repeat it,” I say, taking a left to cut through side streets up to her house.
“Ten. Argh!” she screams.
“Good enough. Love you, baby.”
Disconnecting the call so I won’t drive into a snow drift, I force myself to breathe as I make my way through the streets. They’re busy for it being six in the evening, and I’m ready to scream by the time I’m pulling up to her house.
“Don’t bring your bullshit into that house,” I lecture myself. “Fucking rein it in.”
Taking a few calming breaths, I grab my things and get out of the vehicle. Walking up the pathway to the porch, my eyes flick to Lexi’s porch where she’s watching me.
“Don’t expect any calls from Silva for a few days,” I grind out, my jaw working as I force myself to stomp up the stairs slowly.
“Why?” she asks. “There are more cars than normal in front of her house.”
Glancing at the very large male boot near the door, I look back at her dispassionately. Her cheeks heat as she realizes what I’m talking about.
Emmett’s truck is also in front of the house, so I’m not sure why she’s so upset.
“She’s in heat, Lexi. I have to go check on her,” I say.
Nodding, she takes a shuddering breath as she pulls herself together.
“We’ll take care of her. It’s fine, we just weren’t expecting it.”
“Is that why she’s taking days off?” Lexi asks.
Goddamn it, I almost let Izzy’s secret slip.
“Yes,” I grunt. “I think she caught it before she could tell us. I’ll see you later, yeah?”
Using my key, I let myself in, ignoring her gaze bearing into my back as I disappear. Omegas are smart, and they know the signs of others going into heat.
I don’t know what Izzy is going to do, but he’ll need to tell Sloane and Aiden his secret soon. I saw one of them in the window this morning of Lexi’s house when I left, and I know they’re probably her scent matches too.
There are too many secrets for my liking, but it’s not my business. At least, not right now.
“Harlan, Kyren!” I call out, locking the door and pulling my jacket and boots off.
“Hey. What’s up?” Kyren says, walking out of the living room.
“We have two omegas in heat,” I sigh.
Kyren blinks at me for a second, trying to process the information before turning to find Harlan. He’s not far from him, and heard what I said.
“Okay,” Harlan says, taking a deep breath before reeling. “Oh. Fuck. How? She didn’t smell like this before. I swear it.”
“I know,” I say, taking a breath as well to scent the air.
Silva’s scent smells richer and sweeter, and my cock responds immediately.
“It surprised her too. We’re going to play it by ear according to her.
I was talking to her on the phone when it hit her like a freight train.
Izzy and her were fucking on a video call with me. ”
“While you were driving…Ya know what? It’s none of my business,” Kyren says, shaking his head. “Is there a fridge in her nest?”
“No, but there’s a mini one in her bedroom,” I confirm.
“I’ve been making ice,” Kyren says. “There’s fruit frozen inside so I can tempt them into eating.”
“That’s smart,” I say appraisingly.
“Lots of years of very rough heats,” Harlan says. “Two omegas at the same time? Of course the world would gift us this beautiful opportunity to figure out.”
Chuckling under my breath, I begin climbing the stairs to Silva before I force myself to stop.
“Her hard limit is alpha bites. Everything else, we’ll—”
“We got it,” Harlan promises. “I’ll go get water bottles. Kyren, go pull out the clean sheets and towels from the dryer, please.”
Huh. They’ve been busy. Feeling like we may have a chance at making this work, I hurry to Silva’s room. I can hear the water running, and I move to the door and push it open.
“Spitfire?” I ask.
“Will you come in here with us?” Izzy asks.
I’m already pulling off my clothes and get into the shower stall with them, analyzing what’s going on. Silva has wet eyes that have nothing to do with the shower, and I pull her into my arms.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I feel like I’m being a problem.”
“Never,” I soothe, kissing her forehead. “We’re just going to have sex for three days straight and look at it as a bonding experience. Pack by fire, anyone?”
Izzy chuckles while Silva rolls her eyes with a smile.
“Okay,” she says with a yawn.
“Mandatory nap time,” I decide, kissing her nose. Grabbing the soap, I begin to wash up. “The cramps are just starting, right?”
“Yes,” she agrees, moving to snuggle against Izzy. It appears as if they’re just about done.
“I could go for a nap,” Izzy admits. “I have a feeling it’s going to be a long night. I’ve been attacking Silva for sex on and off all day. I don’t have cramps at the moment, but that could all change.”
“Then that’s that,” I say, rinsing off. “Anyone else you want to invite to the nap party?”
“Umm. Do you think Harlan and Kyren would want to nap with us?” Silva asks. She’s nervous, and Izzy simply smiles as he holds her.
It’s hard not to think about how cute she is. Her alphas would bend over backward for her right now. They already have been for Izzy. Silva’s first impression of Harlan and Kyren wasn’t the best, but they’ve been trying.
Forcing myself to relax, I nod.
“I’m sure they will be. I’ll go ask,” I say, turning off the water.
One step at a time. Easy, right?