Page 19 of Rustic Beauty


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Isaias cut me off with a playful growl and another nip at my lips. “I get the picture. What’s for breakfast?”

My expression soured, remembering the spilled coffee and bagels on the grass after Michael attacked me. “I’m sure we could find something to whip up here.”

“You think he’d be open to going outside?”

I stilled, wondering the last time Kieran had truly left the house. I couldn’t remember. Worse, with Michael out there, I’m not sure he would. But it couldn’t hurt to ask and spending time outside with all of my mates? I wouldlovethat. However…

“Dr. Ashton mentioned limiting scents-”

“Inside the house. This is his safe space, Joel. Let’s ask him what he wants. His answer may surprise us.”

And that it would. “I caught him working on the nursery again so you might be right. I’m not sure what gave him the push but maybe that’s all he needed. As much as I love my pouty Omega that grumbles and whines for what he needs, I miss the Omega we first met—a combination of dominance and stubbornness that couldn’t be broken. I want to see him truly manhandle Ren again and fight you for what he wants-”

Isaias burst out laughing before he clipped it off. Both of us twisted around to see the baby monitor screen on the counter, content when neither of our twins moved. “Was this morning not enough?”

“Of course not. Seeing all those muscles wrestling on a mattress before one of you fucks the other-” I clamped my lips shut, horrified that I had revealed the one fantasy I had never meant to mention. I stepped back, unsure of Isaias’ reaction. Confusingly enough, he was fighting a smile. “Why aren’t you mad?”

He moved toward me, casing me in against the counter. I had nowhere to escape. “Because you just all but asked me to let our Omega fuck me, your Alpha.HisAlpha. You think it would be hot as fuck to watch him slip into my ass and take me for a ride. You want to watch him dominate each of us in his own way, giving our Omega full control. Don’t you?”

“Yes,” I whispered, heat growing in my lower belly. How did we get from talking about Michael to this?

Isaias’ hand slipped between us, massaging my cock through my boxers. I involuntarily rocked into his hand. I was oversensitive and needed to stop but the images wouldn’t go away. “Would you… fuck.”

“Would I let Kieran fuck me? Goddess, I’ve never thought about it.” His hand moved but then he pressed his hips against mine, the full length of his interest pressed against my thigh. “But I think I would.” Isaias leaned closer, his lips hovering just over my ear. “I think I would enjoy his thick cock sliding into my ass, pumping me full as he controlled my pleasure. Maybe while you made Ren scream and twitch beneath you, both of you watching as our Omega took me.Owned me.”

My body shuddered with the fantasy just as Isaias’ presence disappeared. I let out an annoyed huff but my Alpha didn’t return, searching the fridge for sustenance to tide us over. I mean, Ididsay I was too sensitive but that was just mean.

Although, I was now going to mention my fantasy to Kieran the moment we had enough free time to spare. Watching Kieran dominate Ren was hot as fuck. But Kieran and Isaias—I was pretty sure I could come untouched.

thirteen

KIERAN

Feet cut to shit as a violent shiver ran down my spine, my arms hugging my chest as I sat at the kitchen table in nothing more than my boxers. A police officer had caught me escaping down the street, screaming for help, when he recognized who I was, and he delivered me right back to my abuser. No one saw Michael as the monster in my bed. They saw what he wanted them to see—a loving, caring Alpha taking care of his little Omega, who was still reeling from his parents’ death.

I tried to wake from a nightmare I suffered over a year ago but this time the scene didn’t end. It continued, bringing up a memory that I wished had stayed hidden.

“Keep a handle on your damn Omega, Terry.”

Michael sneered at the one officer, not perturbed in the slightest. He came to sit beside me, rubbing a firm hand across my shoulder that spoke of all the horrors I would experience the moment these unknown Alphas left. “He’s a big boy. Sometimes, things happen.”

“And I’m telling you they can’t,” the officer hissed. He bent forward, his eyes darker than black as he pointed to me. “That shit is precious cargo and you keep just doing whatever you like to it. Damages are costly, Terry.”

Michael opened his mouth to respond but the other officer that had tagged along just shook his head. “No excuses. Stop letting him run off.”

They were talking as if I wasn’t even here but that was par for the course. Omegas rarely meant anything more than baby-making machines. The second officer crouched in front of me, his soft smile making me feel safe until he spoke. “You’ll fetch a good price if you stop acting up. You might even end up with someone who takes care of you.” His words left me reeling as he stood up and addressed Michael one last time. “Don’t fuck this up for the rest of us.”

The first officer shot me a look of disgust before they both left, my attention turning to a very angry Alpha.

“You nearly got me in fucking trouble, you stupid piece of shit,” Michael shouted, pushing against my shoulder hard enough for the chair to topple back. Fear raced through me as I scrambled to my feet, pain shooting through my limbs but I was done taking it. I had no idea how I was going to escape again when even the police wouldn’t help me but I wasn’t going to just sit here either.

I sat up, gasping for air, wrangling a body with me as I clutched to it for purchase. Ren squirmed within my grip and I instantly released him, trying to focus on my surroundings. Ren let out a long groan as he flopped onto the floor, looking up at me confused. My breath came in small pants as I frantically twisted around to focus on something that would pull me out of the panicked haze. Isaias was at my side a moment later, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and Joel was on the other side, rubbing a soft hand down my leg.

Warmth ran along the bond, calming my chaotic thoughts as I began to settle.

“I can feel you panicking. Another nightmare?” Isaias asked softly.

“I’m not sure if I like that,” I choked out. It was so much easier to dwell on the happy feelings they were pushing toward me than thinking about how they could feel all of the other not-so-savory emotions as well.

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