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“Of course, vixen.” He pulls away from me reluctantly, while Swift snuggles me closer, draping one of his thick thighs between mine, while he slides one of his arms behind my head to help prop it up. Luca holds a straw to my lips and I drink greedily until all the cool water is gone. “More?”
“Not yet, mo chuisle,” Logan says, coming into the room, followed closely by Maddox and Ethan. “We don’t want to overdo it and make yourself sick.”
“I’m so thirsty,” I protest, as Maddox perches on the end of the bed and curls one of his enormous hands around my foot through the blanket.
Ethan sits on the other side, resting his hand on my calf.
“We’ll give it a few minutes to see how your stomach handles it, then you can have more, okay?”
I nod reluctantly. “Fine.”
Swift nuzzles into my cheek, while Maddox chuckles. “Pouty little omega.”
I try to glare at him, but again, I’m not sure it translates. “What happened?”
Our prime squeezes my foot while Luca picks up my hand and presses a kiss to my palm, the pulse point in my wrist. “We don’t need to talk about that right now. You just need to focus on getting better.”
I nod slowly. “Okay…. But what happened to me? What do I need to recover from? Am I still…”
I huff out a pained breath as tears prick my eyes. “He said I wouldn’t be an omega anymore. Did that… happen?”
Logan reaches over Swift to stroke my cheek. “No, mo chuisle. That didn’t happen. He did hook you up to an insane amount of suppressants that, had we not arrived when we did, would have severely damaged your hormones, but as it is, we got there on time. There are still some suppressants lingering in your system, but they’re mostly gone.”
I let out a shuddering breath as relief flows through me. “So I’m still yours.”
“You’d still be ours no matter what, trouble,” Maddox growls. “Even if he’d broken your omega hormones completely, it wouldn’t change the fact that we love you. That we want you with us always.”
Another round of tears prick my eyes. “What did you say?”
A slow smile curls my prime’s face. “What part? That we love you?”
I must have a shocked expression on my face, because they all rush to reassure me.
“Of course I love you, Vixen. Pretty sure I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you at The Market.” Luca kisses my palm again.
“Same,” Ethan says, bending to press a kiss to my blanket covered knee. “You caught our attention right from the start and didn’t let go, heartbreaker. There’s no choice but to love you.”
Logan’s fingers grip my chin and turn my face toward him. “Mo chuisle literally means ‘my pulse,’ Sadie. I’ve been calling you my heartbeat since we first met. I kind of thought it was obvious that I love you.”
Swift nuzzles into my neck, hand shifting until he can grip my left thigh under the blanket, thumb pressing into the bite mark there. “I already told you I loved you, Cherrybomb, when I was knot deep inside your pussy.”
“Swift,” I hiss, face flaming, and he cackles against me.
“What, Sadie? I think they know that you and I have had sex. In fact,” he whispers right against my ear like it’s a secret. “I’m pretty sure they’ve seen us fuck.”
I giggle because it’s true. None of us have been exactly shy about having sex with each other, not once we broke the seal, so to speak. Even when Claudia-
Shit. Claudia.
All of them tense and I realize I must have said her name out loud. “Did she-Did you see her? She was a part of it. She’s not a real omega. She bought my designation, my hormones.”
All of them pet me, trying to soothe me. “We know, Sadie,” Maddox says, running his hand from my ankle to my knee and back. “We know. She tried to fool us into thinking she was innocent, but we knew better.”
“You don’t have to worry about her anymore, Cherrybomb,” Swift says into my neck. Maybe those words should have the opposite effect on me. Maybe I should stiffen up and be concerned that he might have done something to the other woman.
But it has the opposite effect. I melt into the mattress and into his hard, naked body. “Good.” I look around, taking in the room that I know isn’t in our penthouse, but doesn’t look like a hospital, despite the bag of fluids hanging over the bed. “Where are we?”
“One of the heat suites at the hospital,” Logan answers, picking up my wrist and checking my pulse. Ah, that explains the oversized bed we’re all lounging on and the low lighting. Omegas in heat like things dark and close. Cozy. “They had you in one of the normal rooms, but-”
