23. Saylor
Saylor
Fuck. I can’t believe I didn’t see this happening. But all the telltale signs were there from the moment I boarded the plane in London…
The random perfuming, the sudden flushes.
I’ve… I’ve gone into heat.
Right in the middle of the bar.
Well, that’s one way to sober up, I guess.
My body doubles over next, and then the pain becomes so unbearable, I lose consciousness. It’s like being wrung dry like a wet cloth, the heat spikes twisting me up so badly that I curl into a knot.
But through the fog, I hear them—my guardian angels, whispering me words of reassurance.
“Saylor, it’s okay. We’ve got you…” Noelle says.
My vision blurs as another cramp twists through my stomach, stealing the breath from my lungs.
Someone squeezes my hand next, and I can’t even tell who it is. "Stay with us, sweetheart," Daisy whispers. "Just breathe."
I try. I really do. But every breath seems to fuel the flames burning beneath my skin.
My perfume surges yet again, wrapping around the three of us with the scent of wildflowers and rain.
Noelle strokes my forehead with surprising gentleness. "Poor thing," she murmurs. "Your body's been holding this back for days."
Holding back...
Maybe she’s right.
Maybe this heat began the moment River stepped onto that plane.
Daisy brushes aside my hair. “We’ve been through this, too. And we’re going to help you get through it.”
Heavy footsteps approach the three of us next, and then strong arms lift me effortlessly from the ground as I soon become airborne.
The next thing I know, I’m being carried by a pair of strong biceps, and that’s when I get hit by a wave of brine.
Zale.
It’s like being hugged by the ocean as I rock back and forth in his arms like I’m inside a boat, careening peacefully over the waves.
A purr explodes in his chest, and it’s the thunder that accompanies that perfect ocean.
“It’s okay, S. I’ve got you.”
I groan, leaning closer so I can bury my nose into his broad chest. That’s when my nose picks up on another scent—sand dune.
“You just hold on, England. We’re going to take care of you.”
Trent.
At the sound of their reassurances, my Omega settles, and then she closes her eyes, falling in and out of consciousness as she allows her Alphas to whisk her away.
Through the delirium, I’m aware of another scent. One that is cool, constantly moving, like fresh water.
Like a river.
That is River’s scent.
And he’s never too far behind.
My Omega is not sure how to take the information. Normally, the Alpha is indifferent around her, as she thought he didn’t care.
Yet he follows close at his brother’s heels.
The world rushes by as my head swirls, but before long, we’re back at the lake house.
My Omega becomes relentless next as I reach up, gripping a fistful of Zale’s shirt before me. Blinding, white-hot pain shoots down my spine as the adrenaline kicks in, and then I cry out.
Damn. That bloody hurts.
A door kicks wide open, almost ripping off its hinges, and then I am pressed flush to a soft, warm bed. My whole body sighs immediately.
My Omega sags in content as I close my eyes. It’s like melting into a giant marshmallow as they start peeling my sweat-soaked clothes off my skin. When the air wafts against my flushed, naked skin, I sigh.
Still, as hot as I am, I just want soft blankets and pillows. A whole pile.
No, a whole mountain.
My nest is looking pretty basic.
“It’s okay, S. I’m about to take the pain away,” Zale whispers, his voice promising pleasure beyond my wildest dreams.
He nestles me back on the pillow, brushing my hair from my face so he can see my eyes. “There’s no need to hide from us anymore. We see you now. All of you…”
I must be delirious right now because a tear escapes my eye. Zale leans forward and kisses the teardrop away with his lips, a deep purr rumbling inside his chest.
The Alpha doesn’t rush me. Instead, he wants to remind me and my Omega that we’re safe in my nest.
Safe to want, safe to need...
His thumb brushes another tear from my cheek. "You're not alone anymore, S."
Nobody has ever said those words to me before. My chest cracks right open next, spilling warmth throughout my body.
Another purr sounds, and I peer across the room, spying Trent in my heat haze. He’s naked too, reaching down for his cock, and our eyes meet as he proceeds to touch himself at the sight of me.
River is nowhere in sight, however, and a lump lodges in my throat. Perhaps I’d imagined him following us earlier.
Zale distracts me from my morose thoughts next, brushing his nose across my lower jaw as he kisses a tempting pattern down my throat, nipping slightly at the flush skin.
My back arches off the bed when his teeth sink in just a little, and was that another promise?
Of a bond to come?
Zale continues down my throat, and then he runs his mouth down the valley of my breasts. Then his callused hand massages my right breast while his mouth sucks and bites on the other.
My body continues to writhe as lights dance in my eyes.
The Alpha growls, then moves further south until he trails a path all the way down to the apex of my thighs. Then, he grabs my legs, placing them over his broad shoulders.
And then he devours my pussy.
The Alpha lathers his tongue, curling it inside me as he nips and sucks on my clitoris. My body heats up, pooling across my skin like a rush of cool liquid, and then I come hard into his mouth.
He swallows up my slick, then removes his face, coming back to meet mine at the end of the bed. When he kisses me, I taste myself on his tongue, and he is pure, utter decadence.
“Ready, S?”
My vision fogs at the edges as I nod, never taking my gaze off the Alpha’s burning, gray pair. He nestles his large hand behind my head, and his palm and fingers encompass the whole back of my skull.
He smirks down at me next, and then carefully, he slips between my legs.
He stretches me out instantly as I moan, wrapping my arms around his neck as I thrust towards his hips.
He meets my thrusts, building up a rhythm as he sinks lower, then higher, bringing me to yet another peak.
I crash next, clenching hard around his cock. The Alpha’s movements soon become jagged, and then he slams his hands down onto the pillow either side of my head, emptying his seed inside of me.
He thrusts his knot inside, and the instant he swells, my mind empties of all rational thought. Now, I am trapped between reality and fantasy, a sweet liminal space in time. A place where only we exist as we’re fused by the hips.
Zale chuckles above me, shifting his knot ever so slightly, and I shatter once again.
“I’m never letting you go again, S. So, you better get used to it. Where you go, I go now.”
My eyes fill up with tears, and he purrs once again, brushing them aside with a callous thumb. Then he grips all the bedsheets as he cocoons us both in blankets now.
Now, it really is just the two of us.
Soon, I fall asleep to the sound of his purr, his ocean brine scent, and his knot as it nestles deep inside of me, making me feel whole and safe.