Page 42 of Omega Rock

My fever peaks and breaks with his knot. With losing my virginity. With Noah’s cum down my throat and Leo’s on my hand.

With this intense, intimate moment with my pack.

The first of many.

They all caress my body—my face, my chest, my arms. Noah retrieves a set of wet washcloths from the bathroom. He offers me one for my face and then hands Leo the other to clean off his cum from my hands. When that’s done, Aiden rolls us both sideways, still connected by his knot, and holds me in his arms.

“You did so well, Mia.” He kisses the top of my head. “How are you feeling?”

“Amazing.” I can’t stop the grin from growing on my face. “I’m feeling amazing, and way less feverish, and…” I chuckle and shake my head.

“What?” Leo asks as he strokes my bare back.

A blush creeps wide across my face. “I want to do this again very, very soon.” But not now. There’s a part of me that knows I need to take all of their knots. I need this connection with all three of them. But I don’t think I could do it right now, and I’ll likely be sore in the morning.

Noah laughs loudly. “Oh, I’m sure we can arrange it, angel.”

I bet.

We lay like this, with Leo stroking my back and Noah running his hands through my hair, until Aiden’s knot deflates. Then he uses another washcloth to clean me up.

“Let’s finally get that pizza, hmm?” Noah suggests.

Everyone agrees. But I head to the bathroom first to finish cleaning up. When I catch my reflection in the mirror, I realize I’ve never seen a happier smile on my face.

Ever.

I spend the rest of the night on Aiden’s couch with the band, cuddled between them all.

* * *

Morning comes too quickly, and is announced by someone banging on Aiden’s apartment door. We spent the night on the couch, alternating who I was cuddling with, so Aiden doesn’t have to go far. He grumbles something loudly about respecting waking hours, and stumbles to the door.

I sit up between Leo and Noah. Their hands never leave me for long. Someone is always touching my shoulder or leg or holding my hand. I lean my head against Noah’s shoulder and try not to fall asleep again. My core feels sore. I push away the feeling as best I can.

The banging resounds again. “Aiden! Wake up, we have to talk.”

Recognition hits me through the groggy daze of sleep interrupted.

It’s Wes.

I slide out of Leo and Noah’s hold and make my way toward the door too.

Aiden opens it and Wes paces right on inside without invitation. “Finally. Jesus, you really sleep like the dead, huh, Aiden?” Then he sees me, Leo, and Noah, and stops. “Right, well that certainly explains why no one was answering their phones. Did you all party here last night or something?”

Wes shoots me a weighted look I don’t deserve, but I don’t really know if I want to tell him what actually happened last night. The idea of Wes knowing I lost my virginity and towhommakes me want to crawl out of my skin.

“We were working,” Aiden supplies. “It got late. Wes, what the hell is going on that you’re banging on my door at this hour?”

“At thishour?” Wes taps his watch in an exaggerated manner. “It’s eleven in the morning.”

“Fine, whatever,” Noah says as he scrapes his tired face with his palms. “What’s up, man?”

Leo’s up now, too, with his phone in his hand. “What’s the reason for five missed calls?”

Wes looks at each of us in turn. “You all did such a great job the other night and went so viral online that you’ve got your next gig. And it’s a big one.”

My eyebrows raise. “Seriously? Where?”

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