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I slide my hand down to my stomach, remembering the overwhelming need, the slight cramping I’d had the night before. The start of my heat. My first heat.
When I’d first transitioned to being an omega, the idea of a heat had horrified me. But now I only feel a ripple of anticipation. I want this; I want to spend three to four days mindless with lust fucking my pack.
I mean, what girl in her right mind wouldn’t want that?
My hand dips lower as my pussy clenches with need, but the sound of raised voices reaches my ears. One deeper and one higher. Swift and Claudia. There’s an outraged shriek that has me yanking my hand out from between my thighs and then out of the bed just as the sound of sobbing reaches me.
Frowning, I tug on a pair of Ethan’s boxers and the shirt Swift was wearing last night, so it still smells like him, and then hurry toward the sound of chaos… right to the nest.
I pause on the other side of the door, hesitating because I know omegas are possessive of their spaces, and for the last few days, this has been Claudia’s space. Though it doesn’t look like she’s done much to it. Just added her clothes and a few blankets and pillows.
And… clothing from my pack. I frown as I catch sight of the maroon cardigan Logan was wearing yesterday, and I know that’s a pair of Maddox’s boxers. Fuck, I hope those are clean. Because the idea of her nose being anywhere near his musky scent has my omega scratching at me to get to her and tear her face off.
There’s something so inherently wrong with the image that my neck prickles.
Swift is striding around the room, grabbing all Claudia’s carefully arranged items and stuffing them into garbage bags. Never mind that she has a perfectly fine set of luggage I can see in the closet through the open door. He’s singing “You Shook Me All Night Long” by AC/DC under his breath, hips swiveling to the music in his head as he tears apart Claudia’s nest.
It probably shouldn’t make me giddy to watch, but it does.
“What are you doing?” Claudia says, voice watery.
Swift beams at her. “Its time for you to go, Claudia. We need the nest.”
Her blond brows narrow, and she tilts her head. “What do you mean, you need the nest?”
“Swift,” I say softly and his white blond head whips in my direction, his smile growing even more.
“Cherrybomb,” he purrs and sends a wave of lust through our bond. “You look fucking edible.”
He looks pretty good himself, wearing only a pair of gray sweatpants, ink and piercings. I can just make out my bite on his neck, but it blends in with his tattoos. If you didn’t know to look for it, you’d probably miss it.
“What are you doing?” I ask the same question Claudia did, but softer.
Swift drops the blanket he’d been holding and moves over to where I’m still lingering in the door, her laces both his hands into the hair at the back of my head cradling my skull in his giant palms as he bends to give me a kiss. “She needs to go,” he whispers against my mouth, forehead pressed to mine. “It’s not right for her to be in here. This is your nest, Cherrybomb, and it’s time you made it that way.” He nibbles at my lips. “It’s time for you to really be ours.”
My heart melts and my hands slide up and down the sides of his torso. “I am yours.”
He smiles against my mouth, fingers tightening in my hair. “Gonna reward you for finally admitting that, omega.”
“I am yours,” I repeat before he can get too carried away with it. “But we talked about this last night. You’re going to find answers for me today, right?”
His gold eyes blaze with conviction. “Right.”
My right hand slides up his chest to rest over his heart, tracing the still healing exploding cherry tattoo there. “And won’t the rest of the pack have questions if you throw Claudia out of the nest?”
He chuckles and kisses my nose. “Fuck, you’re adorable.” Another kiss to my mouth. “You should know by now that I do what I want, when I want. They’ll just think this is me being me. And honestly, it is me being me. I never wanted her in here. Makes me fucking itch thinking about it. I’m halfway tempted to rip everything out of there and start from scratch. Or burn the entire building down and move the pack to another apartment.”
My eyes flick over to the nest, still just the bare bones of what a nest should be. Almost like Claudia doesn’t know how to be an omega anymore than I do. Or maybe she hasn’t fully started nesting because she doesn’t feel welcome, settled.
Another low chuckle from Swift. “Don’t worry, I’m not taking steps that drastic. Just kicking her out of your nest. I already have cleaners coming this afternoon to strip and descent it. I want you to spend the day thinking about your perfect nest, create a vision board or a Pinterest page or log on to Nests, Heats and Beyond and fill up a shopping cart with anything that looks like something you might want. Tomorrow we’ll do paint and furniture, and then the day after you can add all the blankets and pillows and clothing you want, okay, Cherrybomb?”
I am enamored with his speech, with his plan, so all I can do is mouth a quick, “okay.”
He beams at me, growls a little as he devours my mouth, and then steps back, leaving me so suddenly that I sway after him. He catches the movement and a cocky smirk pulls at his mouth even as he scoops up more of Claudia’s things.
“Excuse me, but where the fuck am I going to go? You’re supposed to take care of me! I’m your omega!” She shrieks at him.
The amicable smile on Swift’s face falls so fucking quickly it’s startling, even to me. He rounds on her with a snarl, his gold eyes glinting like hard metal. “You are not my fucking omega, and I’m tired as shit of you saying that.” He thrusts a finger at me. “That girl is my omega, my Cherrybomb, my mate. I don’t care if you were born first or if they harvested your pheromones and gave them to Sadie. She’s fucking mine. And I. Am. Hers.”
