“Eat,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. “You’ve been through an intense rut. You need to regain your strength. I’ll make breakfast for us in a bit.”

I took the apple, my fingers brushing against hers, and brought it to my mouth. As I bit into it, my gaze never left her. The crisp sweetness of the fruit filled my mouth, but it was nothing compared to the sight of her, sitting there so naked, so utterly beautiful.Wait. Did she say she was going to make breakfast?

“Can you cook?” I asked.

Her eyes flicked away, and a faint blush crept up her cheeks. “I mean... I’ve made food before,” she hedged.

“Did it come out right?” I asked.

She cocked her head to the side, giving me a side-eye. “What’s your definition ofright?”

I chuckled, the sound low and warm, and shook my head. “I’ll make breakfast,” I told her. She started to protest. “I want to do it,” I told her. “I happen to like cooking.”

“But you’re tired.”

“Yeah, but in a good way. Plus, my alpha wants to cook for you and Greek. He wants to do everything for you.” Forever.

She blushed. “Well, I’m not one to turn down a free meal.”

“Good.” I frowned, noticing the sheen of sweat on her forehead. But the room was cool. I leaned closer, pressing my palm to her forehead. “Are you feeling feverish?” I asked, my voice softening as I searched her face.

She hesitated, her lips parting as she met my gaze. “Yes,” she admitted finally, her voice barely above a whisper.

I pulled my hand back, my brow furrowing. “Then rest,” I said firmly. “Both of you. I’ll bring you down some cold medicine.”

My eyes flicked to Greek, who was still curled up on the other side of me, though I could see the faint stirrings of wakefulness in his expression. He stirred, then stretched, his cock brushing against my leg. I tried not to stare at it, but that was impossible. I’d never been around many male omegas, but I hadn’t expected them to be so well-endowed.

I’d choked on his cock, gagging as he’d fucked my mouth during my rut. I wanted to do it again. But first, I needed to feed them and get some medicine in Sofia. I couldn’t have her being sick. Greek sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

I noticed that two of his bandages had fallen away. The wounds had healed, thanks to his accelerated omega healing. All he’d needed was for them to be cleaned and medicated. But his old pack had made sure that hadn’t happened.

One day, I would hunt them down and kill them for what they’d done to my omega. For now, I’d take care of him and Sofiaand show them how a real alpha treated the members of his bond.

“Everyone is up,” Greek whispered, voice hoarse, probably from all the times he’d cried out in pleasure last night.

“Our alpha is about to go make breakfast for us,” Sofia told him, beaming.

“He is?” Greek whispered. “Shouldn’t we be doing that for him?”

I placed my hand against the handsome omega’s cheek, resting it there, adoring the way he leaned into my touch.

“I want to make breakfast for you two. I want to...” I paused, looking to Sofia, who snuggled closer and rested her head on my shoulder. I leaned down and kissed her forehead before saying, “I want to thank both of you for making my first time special.”

Greek’s eyes softened. “Demon,” he whispered that one word that said so much.

“I’m serious,” I told them. “Thank you.”

I felt Sofia kiss my shoulder. “It was our pleasure.”

I swallowed, working up the courage to say what I needed to say next. “I... after the storm passes... I hope you’ll both stay here with me.”

Greek smiled brightly, his gaze dropping to Sofia. I followed his gaze to find Sofia smiling up at me.

“Really?” she whispered. “You want both of us?”

“More than want,” I told her. “I need you two. I don’t think... I’d be able to continue living without you.”

“Same, big guy, same,” Sofia said.