24. Zale
Zale
Saylor clenches tightly around Trent’s cock as he fucks her pussy hard, and I know the moment she’s about to come as I keep up pace behind her.
I’m learning all her signs, such as the way she scrunches up her nose, or when her eyes roll back.
Her porcelain skin also turns the most beautiful shade of pink, and I find myself rubbing my hands over her arms, kissing a smattering of freckles on her shoulders.
As I buck my hips behind her, she reaches her arm up to curl it around my neck, then twists around to kiss my lips.
My brother finds one of her breasts as she pushes her chest up, and now he sucks on her nipple, pulling and massaging the other.
She shudders around my cock, and I lean closer, pressing my nose into her neck. I already know where I want to bite her. When the time comes.
Saylor is about to release. I can tell by the way her body coils up, and the way her toes and fingers curl.
And I’m right there behind her.
She throws her head back, slamming it against my shoulder as she gasps. Then my own release crashes through me as I snap my hips harder, emptying my cock as my knot swells.
Trent crashes out in front of her, and now he knots her too.
Now the beautiful Omega is locked between us both, completely drenched in sweat as she won’t be moving for a while.
None of us will.
We lay her down next between us on the bed as she buries her face against Trent’s chest, and then she purrs.
Yes, purrs.
It has to be one of the most precious sounds I have ever heard.
It looks like we’ve finished her second wave. There will be several more to go, but we will be there with her every step of the way.
She sighs, nestling in closer. She even pushes her ass up against me, and it only makes my cock and knot bury further inside her.
For a little while, no one speaks.
Morning sunlight pours in through the curtains, painting soft, golden light across our tangled sheets and limbs.
I listen to Saylor as she breathes between us.
She looks so peaceful.
After everything she's endured... she’s earned it.
I want that expression to become a permanent fixture on her sweet face.
I think we may even fall asleep at one point. But then she takes me by surprise when she whispers, “So, where is he?”
I close my eyes. I have no doubt in my mind who she is talking about.
She lifts her head from the pillow, meeting my eyes. “Well?”
Last I checked, River was lingering around the lake house. But I haven’t heard a peep from him in the last twenty-four hours. Not since I locked myself in Saylor’s bedroom and started fucking her brains out.
“He’s around,” Trent replies.
My Alpha’s mood sours when the Omega hangs her head between us again. “Oh.”
I swallow back a growl in my throat in fear of upsetting her. It’s not right. If he doesn’t want to be a part of Saylor’s heat, then fine.
But he should go somewhere else.
Our sister’s lake house is open for the taking. But, of course, he will have to be alone with Daisy and her Alphas.
Another half hour passes as we remain under the blankets, keeping Saylor warm and comfortable as she gets through this difficult time.
As soon as my knot loosens, I remove myself from her, getting up to find my pants.
Saylor buries herself against Trent now as he remains by her side. He looks up at me in question.
I sigh, throwing my hair back into a messy bun. “I’m going to get food. What do you want, S?”
She perks up at the word food, meeting my eyes eagerly. “The greasiest American cheese burger you can find.”
I stare at her, amused at that remark. Then I laugh, opening the door. “Your wish is my command.”
Before I depart, I find Trent’s gaze.
He knows I am going to search for River, too. At the end of the day, it is now or never…
Saylor will be returning home to the UK in a few days, so he can’t miss his chance.
None of us can.
In the end, we’re all in this together. We’re a pack, and this would never truly work unless we were all on board.
It appears I didn’t have to go too far after all. I found him out on the patio, his gaze settled over the lake.
I have no idea what time it is, but judging by the pale orange light peeking over the eastern horizon, it must be approaching dawn.
I lean on the porch’s railing beside him as we don’t speak for a while. It truly is peaceful out here. I almost don’t want to disturb the wonder, but I have to get it out in the open.
“She just asked about you.”
River closes his eyes, and then he reaches up, rubbing between his brows.
I give him a moment before I continue, “River, now is your chance. If you’re going to join us, then make your choice. Or we will all miss our chance.”
He’s still rubbing between his brows as he sighs. When his eyes meet mine, they’re dull and lifeless.
When did he last get sleep?
Then again, when did I last get sleep?
I suppose I have had Saylor to help rejuvenate me. But River has had no one.
He hasn't shaved.
Dark stubble shadows his jaw, and his eyes are bloodshot, as though sleep has eluded him. As if it were something only other people were allowed to have.
He’s not staring at the lake, though.
He is staring through it.
I've seen him look like this once before.
The day Emma died.
But today he looks worse. Much worse.
Perhaps he just needs a reason to feel good about himself again.
A sigh escapes me as I hand him the keys to my car. “You can get her food. Find the greasiest American cheeseburger you can find.”
He stares at me, confused. “What?”
I roll my eyes. “Her request. Omegas get like that in heat, apparently. They crave all the calories. And fluffy blankets."
He pulls a face in disgust. At the calories, not the blankets.
Yeah, I get it. As a gym instructor, I stay far away from fast food too. But if my Omega wants a greasy burger, then she will have a greasy burger.
So long as she returns to healthy foods after her heat, then I’m satisfied.
My heart pounds. I can’t believe Saylor is my Omega now. It almost doesn’t feel real.
He breathes a sigh of frustration, yanks the keys from my hand, then moves down the stairs of the wraparound porch. “Fine.”
Now I watch in satisfaction, arms crossed in front of my chest as I smile at my brother. He flips me the bird even as he pulls away, and I laugh louder.
Just perhaps he will come to his senses and pull through.
Lord knows we could all do with a miracle.