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“Fuck, that was–” I trail off. I’m not sure what it is, but I am pretty sure betas shouldn’t react the way I did.
“We are screwed. I don’t normally have destructive plans. But this omega in our apartment, that was a terrible idea.” He looks on edge. The bulge in his pants is near to splitting the seam and springing free. Even his knot is growing.
“The doctor is on her way.”
He grunts and paces across the living room floor. Tension is thick in the air, and he is in full-blown rut. I’d seen him like this a few times, when he got too close to an omega in their heat. It is an unavoidable problem when you are an alpha. The control your baser needs have over you is insane. But it has led to some amazing nights.
“We have time, I could–” I suggest. He pauses like he is considering my words and the unvoiced offer of release.
“Too dangerous.” He waves the suggestion away and stops in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, his hands clasped behind his back. He stares sightlessly out at the city and river beyond.
After twenty minutes, a sharp knock at the door signals the doctor. She made good time. It probably helps that she is only a few blocks over. I stride to the door and swing it open. She inhales deeply and shakes herself out of whatever it does to her as she steps into the apartment.
“Where is she?” She looks around as if someone should splay Audrey out on the living room floor, begging to be knotted.
“In here.” I lead the way to her room and knock once before swinging open the door. Austin remains next to the windows, not even acknowledging the doctor.
Audrey’s perfume hits me square in the chest, and I’m positive I will never forget it, even if I never smell it again. She is further gone now. Completely oblivious to the two of us entering as she writhes on top of Saint, blankets and his clothing separating them.
Saint’s sharp pants and unwilling moans fall from his lips, and I know he is losing the fight. His head is pressed against the pillows, his eyes on her moving over him, and if they were both naked with nothing separating them, she would be riding him like a cowgirl riding a horse. The blanket is puddled around her hips, and her nipples stand at attention, begging for touch. She grinds against him. Little mewls fall from her parted lips as she seeks what she needs.
The doctor brushes past me and strolls into the room like she’s attending tea, and she’s late. Saint’s low warning growl rumbles from him as he sees the woman, his possessiveness red hot, shining from the depths of his eyes.
“I know, Alpha, but you’re the one that set up the appointment,” she replies all business as she draws out a syringe. In one smooth motion, she has it pushed into Audrey’s arm, the suppressant traveling through her veins.
A gasp of pain, definitely not pleasure, bursts from Audrey, and I take a step toward them. Ready to do what? I’m not entirely sure. But the need to protect her thrums through me like someone beating steadily on a drum.
“She’s fine, Felix.” I’m not sure how the doctor knew I moved.
“I can’t–” Audrey cries, and it tears something inside of me. I shift so I can see them, and Saint is holding her to his chest, a rumble of a purr coming from him. But tears stream down her face as the medicine burns through her system.
“Shhh, little omega, it will be okay.” Saint runs his hand up her bare back and, without thinking, I move and cover her up.
Before I step back, she reaches out and tangles her fingers with mine, tugging me down. Her scent has lessened, but it still makes my mouth water.
The doctor murmurs something from behind me and then leaves the room. I don’t hear the words, because I’m caught like a fly in a spider’s web with Audrey’s bright green eyes.
After another twenty minutes of helplessly watching her face the pain, the drugs infuse her system fully, and she brushes tears from her face and scoots off of Saint. The brownie smell is stronger when she shifts, and I try not to look at the wet spot her slick made. Part of me wants to bury my face in it and lick it up. While the other half wants to wrap her up and hold her.
Her face flushes as her eyes fall to the spot I’m focused on. She swallows. “You can go, both of you.”
CHAPTER19
Audrey
Pain wracksmy body as the cool water falls over my skin. I am sitting beneath the spray of the shower head, washing away my slick. I don’t know how long I’ve been on the ground, but it’s been long enough for the water to run cold. Shivers vibrate through me, and I hug my knees. I’m not sure which is worse, a heat or being yanked out of one artificially.
It feels like the flu. My body is one big ache, and the sad part is I still want the men that are now my roommates. Reaching up a weak hand, I turn the spray off. As the water runs off me and down the drain, I sit there staring at the fancy tile. I should dry off and get dressed.
Eventually, I pull myself to my feet and wrap a towel around my body. Exiting the bathroom, I stop. They have stripped my bed down to the mattress, and even now I can smell my pheromones strong in the room. It won’t surprise me if they infuse the entire apartment. But what stops me is my hoodie, the one Austin had taken from me. He neatly folded it and placed it on the foot of the bed.
I cross the room and tug it on. He had it washed because it smells like freshly washed clothes and him, fall and spice. Giving in for a moment, I bury my nose into his scent; it is mouthwatering. It probably helps that fall is my favorite season.
Discarding my towel beneath my hoodie, I cross to the closet and search out a pair of panties and leggings.
Since my bed isn’t an option, I leave my room. The three of them are in a deep conversation in the living room, none of them realizing I’m out of my bedroom. I curl my arms around myself, feeling a little uncomfortable. All three of them had seen me like a wanton omega, throwing myself at Saint. Can the floor swallow me whole now?
I want my nest.
