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I tilt my head, slowly pulling my shirt off. She’s madder than I thought if she thinks we’re going to leave her in here unsupervised after that stunt she pulled earlier, but damn does a shower sound perfect right now after camping in the woods.

“I can wait my turn.”

I grab her and bring her into the bathroom, not bothering to undress her. She’s still got our clothes on, which look way too sexy on her, and I shove her into the shower stall with the two very naked alphas. I’m quick to match them, toeing off my boots and tossing all my dirty clothes into the hamper.

Once I’m being assaulted by hot water, I feel myself finally relax a little bit for the first time in days. I was fucking terrified earlier when we realized Calai was missing and I went a little insane when I realized another male had his hands on her. But now she’s in our home, surrounded by us, and it was all going to be downhill from here. We’ll make sure of it.

“What on earth is wrong with you?!” She shrieks as her clothes hang off her frame, molding to her body.

“You’re free to get naked as well, love,” Colter says. “We won’t even touch. Much.”

Calai splutters, constantly trying to keep water off her face, but she’s under a rainfall showerhead so it’s not very effective. I tilt my head back, letting the water run down my body. I grab a bar of soap and start getting clean, doing about two or three extra scrubs to make sure all that camping filth is long gone.

“This is the most ridiculous situation I have ever been in.” Calai won’t even open her eyes, which just makes this so much more amusing.

“Then you just wait, little omega. We’ve got much more planned,” James teases. I fucking love them together. His eyes light up with wickedness whenever he looks at her, and it’s a light we haven’t seen in a long time.

“Do you have something against individual showers? Am I to be subjected to this often?”

I take her palm and put it on my bare chest, biting back a groan at the way her skin feels on mine. “Why waste water when we can all fit in here so damn well? What’s wrong, don’t you like our shower? It took us weeks to decide which tile to use in here and you won’t even look at it. I’m offended, little omega.”

Her eyes flash open at the mention of offending me, and I bark out a laugh when she just gets an eyeful of three naked alphas that are more than a little excited to be near their omega finally. “Lovely.” Then she slams her eyes shut and crosses her arms over her chest.

Colter shakes his head in amusement before pouring some shampoo into his hands, working it through Calai’s shoulder-length curly hair and gently massaging her scalp. I take note when she leans slightly into him, apparently enjoying the ministrations.

“I take it naked group showers weren’t common back at the compound?” James asks, knowing full well what the answer will be.

“I can’t even move. I just know if I do I’m going to touch one of those…things…” she tries to make it sound like that would be an awful fate, but with the way her cheeks flush and her breath hitches slightly, I know she’s interested. I go to peel off her sopping wet shirt, and her hands fly up to cover up her breasts that are now uncovered. I guess compound life doesn’t support the use of bras. Who’d have known we actually had something in common with them?

“What do you think you’re doing? I have put up with your…your…yourover-steppingall day and haven’t said a single word!”

Colter coughs at the blatant lie.

“But this…you go too far! I am not some plaything for you to command as you feel fit to! I am a human being, with thoughts and emotions and I do not even know you! You do not get to see my bare skin!”

Fuck if her breasts aren’t the most gorgeous things I’ve ever beheld. The light brown color of her skin is nearly glowing under our soft lighting, and with the water drops sliding off the skin we can see, she’s a literal wet dream. So fucking pretty.

“You need to get yourself clean before you climb into bed. We’ve all been travelling and I’m sure you want to wash the feel of that asshole’s hands off your skin, am I right?”

“You don’t need to be in here for me to do that!” She nearly screams.

Colter pushes his bare chest against her back, and I watch him shudder at the skin-on-skin contact. “You most definitely are our plaything. You might have your own mind, but this body? Baby, these curves were made for our hands to mold to. We’ll turn around, but we are not leaving you alone in here.”

I watch his tongue dart out and lick along his claiming mark, making my cock throb until I’m sure it’s going to become permanently stuck that way. I let my hand graze her hip before giving her my back, assuring her we aren’t looking. She knows this is the best she’s going to get, so we listen to her quickly cleaning her body, being conservative with her movements so she doesn’t accidentally brush against me, or presumably any of the others.

Sensing she’s done, I flip off the water and pass her a towel, not bothering to be conservative in my own actions. She can cover herself if she wants, but when a man builds his own house, he earns the right to walk around with his dick swinging whenever he wants to.

“For the love of gods, can you put those things away?!”

I give myself a long, slow stroke while holding eye contact with her. “I don’t suspect he’ll suffer to be put away with you around, omega.”

James grabs a toothbrush for our girl from under the sink, tossing away the packaging before he starts combing through her hair. James disappears and comes back with one of his shirts which he painstakingly dresses her in, letting his hands linger longer than necessary for the job. But I won’t tell if you don’t.

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