Page 47 of Talk About… Trouble

As overwhelming as it was to be surrounded by these men, it also felt like they were supposed to be around me, that I belonged with them.

How long had it been since I felt like I belonged anywhere?

Devon pulled me to his chest, his hand lazily stroking down my back and toying with my hair, lulling me into an even sleepier state.

“I agree, we’ll talk about that tomorrow,” he said. “But for tonight, is there somewhere I can take my omega to sleep? She needs a good night of rest before we can talk about anything.”

Someone pulled me from Devon’s arms, and I leaned in, getting that soft, subtle hint of Nash’s scent. I don’t know how I didn’t notice before, but the fresh berries and sugary citrus reminded me of gummy bears.

“You smell like my favorite gummy bears,” I muttered into his chest, earning a deep chuckle that rumbled through him and into me.

A soft smile played across my lips, but I still couldn’t open my eyes.

I almost felt drugged, and the moment I realized that, my panic started to rise. Before it could, Nash let out a rumbling purr that soothed me right back into that trance I was in before.

Right now I felt almost drunk and sluggish, which was far different than the blackout, foggy state I’d been put in before. In my heart, I knew that these men would never do to me what theother alphas did. If I wanted to give us a real chance, I couldn't hold myself back out of fear.

Plus, Devon would keep me safe. He was my safety net and it was the reason I could let go like this.

I briefly heard my boss’s grumbly voice, and then I was led into a room and placed on the softest bed imaginable. I could smell the fabric softener and fresh air, a slight breeze blowing in from outside as someone cracked the window.

“We’ll talk more tomorrow, little dove,” Shepherd promised before I heard his heavy footfalls walking away, leaving me, Nash, and Devon in the room alone.

“Do you want me to go?” Nash offered. I loved that he was being sensitive to what I needed.

Without having to think, I reached out my hand, locking onto his wrist before he could walk away and tugging him toward the bed.

“I’m not even going to ask. I’m just going to crawl in bed with you,” Devon said. “It’s where I belong, right?” He snuggled in close, brushing a kiss across my forehead as he pulled me into his chest.

I was safe here, amidst my gummy bear alpha and the fresh apple and cedarwood scent of my omega. It was like my favorite place and my favorite snack all wrapped in one.

“You’re killing me,” Nash said, cracking up again. “Do I really smell like gummy bears?”

“You do,” Devon said, laughing with him. “I never put it together, but this adorable, sleepy omega did.”

Another kiss was brushed across my forehead, and that was the last thing I registered until I woke up hours later.

Sweat was clinging to my skin and it felt like I’d fallen asleep right in front of a heater. I tried to move but I was tangled between Nash and Devon, both of who were practically sticking to me, yet somehow asleep.

I tried to untangle but the movement sent a sharp pain stabbing through my abdomen.

“Fuck,” I groaned, curling in on myself as chills ran through me. It wasn’t until I took in a sharp breath that I started to freak out.

Nash’s fresh berries and sweet, sugared citrus was so strong that it consumed me, the heat coursing through me intensifying as another cramp and a fresh wave of slick dampened my thighs.

We were scent matches. There was no doubt as my brain screamed ‘alpha’ at me, pushing me forward.

Then Devon stirred, his arm moving and hitting me with an intense wave of his green apple and cedarwood. It was still calm and safe, but elicited the same response as the alpha.

This was the impact I expected, the omega in me ready to tear anyone apart that got between us.

Mine, my omega screamed, hands reaching out for them both as my pussy clenched, far too empty, and my body craved their touch.

“Devon! Nash!” It was a desperate, keening whine laced in every ounce of fear, desperation, and bliss.

Nash was the first to stir, pulling me in then freezing, a sharp inhale had his eyes blowing wide, pupils dilating as my pheromones hit him.

I buried my nose in his neck, breathing in that alpha musk and his own unique sweet scent.

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