Page 51 of Talk About… Trouble

My teeth ached with the urge to bite and claim, but I held back as I rested my head on the back of his neck, sating myself on his scent instead.

“Fuck,” Braxton muttered, breaking the silence in the aftermath. I shifted Devon with me to collapse in the chair while Nash rolled over so she was resting on his chest, he and Braxton running soothing hands over her skin as she smiled lazily, dazed and sated.

For how long was the real question.

“I don’t think it’s a full heat,” Devon whispered to me as he laid back against my chest, his legs splayed over mine. Braxton watched the movement, his body seeming to move on its own as he approached.

“I haven’t gotten to take you in yet, can I kiss you, omega?

“You’re adorable,” Devon purred, pulling him close and crashing his lips onto the beta’s.

“Firecracker,” I muttered, knowing damn well that name fit this omega. He chuckled into the kiss before they pulled apart.

Braxton was dazed now, looking torn on where to go but Devon gently pushed him back to Wren.

“She needs you more right now,” he promised. The way he looked out for her was one of the reasons I was already falling for this omega I barely knew.

True character was easy to see in vulnerable moments and this gorgeous omega had compassion in spades.

When the knots went down, Braxton stepped up.

“Get them in the shower, we don’t know if this heat spike is done,” he said. “I’m going to go get water and light snacks up here.”

“Good thing this house was made for a pack, this shower will fit us all,” I said, tapping Devon on the hip to get up. He moved slowly, giving me an up close view of my cum dripping from his body. “Firecracker.”

My last word was a warning, one that had carefree laughter bubbling out of him. He hooked his arm through our dazed girl’s arm and led the way.

Nash gave me a shake of his head, an amused smirk on his face.

“We’re in trouble, brother.”

How right he was. But the best kind of trouble. These two were going to make my life so much better. I’d spent far too long isolated and unsure, the only company I got outside of the animals was Braxton.

Now we had a newly formed pack and I had a feeling this house would never have a quiet night again.

Thank fuck for that.

Wren

My body ached, but not in the same way it did before my heat spike. Instead it was the ache of having been thoroughly fucked by my pack.

Memories of the night before flooded my mind and I blushed furiously. Nash was so sweet and perfect, encouraging me with gentle words as he fucked me. Then after the showers another spike hit and Shepherd with his calloused hands and dirty talk had me falling apart all over again.

Then there was Braxton and Devon. The beta cared for me like I was precious, while Devon made sure I was treated the way I needed. He didn’t let them hesitate or hold back, made them prove they were worthy.

I snuggled deeper in the blankets and the warm body next to me. It wasn’t until I breathed in deep, the scent of chocolate chip pancakes filled my nose.

My beta.

“You awake, sweet omega?” he asked, voice deeper from sleep as he wound his arm around me. I blinked open my eyes and gave him a sleepy smile.

“Mostly. I could use another shower and about a bucket of caffeine.” I leaned in, my nose running over his ribs as I breathed him in. “Maybe some chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast.”

He chuckled. “You know, I had someone tell me once my scent was awful and gave them a headache.”

“They were wrong,” I said, voice sharp with a hint of jealousy that anyone had smelled my beta before me. His laughter was followed by a teasing tickle down my side.

“Don’t worry, the only ones sniffing me now are my omegas,” he promised.

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