It takes me a moment to get my bearings, but when I do, it’s to Maisie letting out a relieved sigh and Lain chuckling at my expense.
“I think you broke him.”
I don’t even have it in me to give him a retort. Instead, I balance my weight on my knees and soak up every second I have with my knot in this Omega. Who knows if I’ll ever get this again?
The thought of that alone has my knot deflating.
As soon as our bodies separate, Maisie nearly collapses on the bed.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” I say.
She gives me an exasperated look. “I need a minute.”
“Maybe we broke you too,” Lain says, and Maisie just nods.
“You did. That was…amazing,” she says, grabbing one of Lain’s pillows and shoving it under her head, her eyes getting droopy.
“I don’t think you’re going to want to go to sleep like that,” I say and she groans, like the thought of getting up would be the most taxing thing possible.
“But this bed is so nice,” she says, snuggling in even deeper.
“She likes my bed,” Lain says proudly, and I roll my eyes with him being absolutely no help.
I wave a hand at her.
“If she wants to sleep in slick and cum, that’s her business,” Lain says plainly and Maisie groans.
“Fine,” she grumbles, getting up on wobbly legs.
The bathroom is in the hall, and she looks nervous, wrapping her arms around her breasts. I know it’s because she’s worried that Callum will be here.
There’s a pang of sadness that he’s so against this. I suppose I can’t ask him to open his heart up to another Omega who’s going to leave anyway. It’s for the best.
Lain stays behind, cleaning his sheets as I lead her to the tub.
“Not my hair,” she says quickly as I turn on the shower head, waiting for the water to warm up.
She gingerly steps in, and I can see some of her nervousness coming back to her. That wanton Omega who was pushing against my knot is now back to feeling a little shy.
“You were perfect,” I assure her as I hold the device and rinse off her body.
“Yeah?” she phrases it more like a question and I give her a sharp nod.
She glances at my naked body, and I give her a smirk. “Aye. Perfect. How are you feeling?” I ask her as I lather her with soap.
She sighs, watching me as I clean her. “Better than I have in a really long time. I can finish cleaning up.”
“No. You’ll let me take care of you. I like it.”
Maisie bites her lip and gives me a tight nod.
Once she’s cleaned off, I get her in a towel and set her on the toilet as I clean myself off. Maisie watches me clean, and Lain follows in not long after, doing the same.
Maisie’s cheeks are a little flushed.
“Thirsty? Hungry? Tired?” I check in.
“Tired. We should probably head back to the B&B,” she says.
