Page 144 of The Omega Princess

I was aghast. “Never say something like that again.”

“Maguire gets it,” said Sinclair. “Just ask Maguire if he gets it.”

“We’ll do this later,” said Rohan. He tucked his knuckle under Sinclair’s chin and tipped his head back so that Sinclair made eye contact with him. “Hey. Baby. Shower.”

Sinclair squirmed, but I could scent that he was going to submit to that.

Rohan raised his eyebrows at me.

I stepped closer and kissed Rohan. “Sorry,” I said, pulling away.

“She’s in heat,” said Rohan.

“Oh, not about that,” I said. “About… so many things.” Where to even begin. I wasn’t sure.

“Later,” said Rohan, giving both of us a nudge towards the bathroom.

“Look, Sinclair,” I said, as we went in, “you didn’t go through with it, you know?”

Sinclair shrugged. “I mean, with what? With having us all freeze to death out there?”

“Or whatever destructive, fucked-up thing that you were doing,” I said. “It’s on you that we started back for the cabin. Eleri and I were too far gone.”

“Yeah, because of me,” said Sinclair. “I have this influence over people—”

“But we like that about you,” said Rohan.

“It’s why you’re alluring,” I agreed.

Sinclair threw off his blanket and pushed into the bathroom. “Maguire doesn’t agree with you,” he sang out.

Maguire was in the shower with Eleri and he only grunted.

Sinclair climbed in and went over to the corner, out of all of the jets. His hair was in his face. He glowered out at us. “Tell them, Maguire. Tell them what you think of me.”

Maguire glanced at Rohan.

Rohan pushed me into the shower. “Get warm, for fuck’s sake, Devlin.”

My skin was red and raw, especially my legs and feet. As the warm shower water washed over my toes, I winced at the sudden heat.

“You all right?” said Rohan.

“Tell them,” insisted Sinclair.

Maguire brushed hair out of Eleri’s face tenderly. “Honestly, Sinclair, I think if you spent less time thinking about your damned self and more time thinking about the omega, we’d all be better off.”

Sinclair flinched, bowing his head.

It was quiet.

“Is she okay?” said Sinclair.

“She’s cold,” said Maguire. “Why did you do that?”

Eleri ducked her head into the shower head. “Ask him why he didn’t bite me.” She tipped her head back now, water cascading over the back of her hair, showing us the length of her naked body. “Why isn’t anyone knotting me right now? There are four of you, and I’m so, so empty.”

Immediately, I started thinking about lots of different ways we could all fit into each other, in the shower or otherwise.

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