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“Desmond, can you take the omega back upstairs? I want security all around our palace until we get the information we need.” I motion to the brunette, still sitting in the grass like she’s afraid to even move.
Kinsey slides into my arms. “I was so scared. How the fuck? What the fuck was he even thinking? What are you doing with him?”
I touch her chin. “We’re going to ensure that karma pays him back in the form of being our prisoner. And once we get the information we need, you’ll have the honor to end his life. He’ll never get out of here.”
Releasing a shuddering breath, Kinsey snuggles against me. “No, he won’t. He will never have freedom again. He will regret all his life choices. I’ll ensure it.”
I kiss her on her temple. “Damn straight. Now let me get you home. We’re going to have to reassess the situation. The fortress might not be the best place for the omegas.”
“I agree. I almost think we should just burn this place down and start over.” Kinsey rubs her face against my chest.
If only it were that easy. If only we didn’t have to destroy everything.
Chapter nineteen
Kinsey
Tease
Isitonthefloor in the corner of my room. I’ve been so anxious while my guys have been getting everything situated with our ally pack leaders and the omegas we now protect. I can’t help them much, so I’ve been rearranging everything over and over.
After dragging my short bookcase next to my dresser, I draped my comforter over the top of them, creating a cozy space for me to relax. Leaning on two of Wilder’s pillows, I rest as I hug Arsenio’s towel. I cover my feet with Enzo’s shirt and hide under Desmond’s sheet that I stole from his bed. Having all their scents around me helps calm my heart. I can close my eyes without thinking about gunfire or bodies dropping. I can drown myself in their love, knowing that these men have done bad things to protect me. They’ve proven that they will do whatever it takes to ensure I’m safe.
“Baby, where are you hiding?” Enzo knocks his knuckles on the doorframe, and I remain in my spot, waiting for him to find me.
“Looks like she’s created a new nest. It’s going to be any time now.” Desmond stops outside of my blanket fort and squats, lifting the edge of my comforter to peek inside. “Come here, brothers. See how cozy and comfortable she looks. You lost another pillow, Wilder.”
Wilder play-growls as his bare feet come into view. He must’ve left his shoes at the door, making sure he doesn’t track anything into my room. “You don’t think twelve of my pillows is enough? I’m going to have to buy stock in my favorite brand if you keep this up.”
Arsenio chuckles and nudges him with his body, getting him to scoot over so he can peek inside as well. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, asshole. You don’t get pillows now. They all belong to Kinsey, and she’s being nice enough to let you have one for a day before she snatches it. At least you don’t step out of the shower to realize she’s taken your towels.”
Blush heats my cheeks. “Yours are the softest. I can’t help it.”
Arsenio reaches in and rubs the top of my foot. “Mind if I borrow one? I need to get cleaned up. I just want to wash the night away.”
“You can have one if you let me help you.” I gnaw my lip in expectation, knowing he would never deny me.
“I’d fucking love some of your help too, baby. My shoulders are sore, and I could really use someone to wash my back.” Enzo’s voice deepens with the scent of his lust.
Warmth builds between my legs, and I squirm in my spot, imagining everything I can do to help rid their thoughts of the night.
“I’d love to take care of all of you if you let me. It’s all I want right now.” I scoot forward until Arsenio locks his fingers around my ankles and drags me out, making me squeal. He’s careful not to mess up my nest and doesn’t bother taking the towel he requested to have back.
Scooping me up, he cradles me in his arms, pressing his nose to the crook of my neck. “Damn, she smells so sweet. I can’t wait to devour her.”
I wiggle in his arms and press my palm to his cheek. “No. You’re going to let me take care of you.”
Wilder grumbles under his breath. “Don’t be a brat.”
I swivel in Arsenio’s arms and grab Wilder by the front of his shirt, yanking him to me. “Don’t resist. Like I said, I’m going to take care of all of you right now.”
I wiggle until Arsenio sets me on my feet and take a moment to give each of my guys a once-over. They’re each a bit roughed up from fighting, but luckily, they have no terrible injuries. They’re mostly just dirty, and I want nothing more than to strip them down and wash away the evidence of the war we started.
I turn to Arsenio first. “I want you to stand still while I undress you.”
“Whatever you say, sugar,” he murmurs, shifting on his feet.
“You guys don’t move either. You get to wait your turn.” I smile at Wilder, planning to make him wait until last. I can’t help wanting to be bratty. He occasionally needs a reminder that just because he’s oldest doesn’t mean he always gets to go first.
