Page 17 of Truth or Lie

Omega heat stoppedfor no one, although the flavor of it was noticeably enhanced with the presence of the bond thrumming between the four of us. Peak followed peak, each one growing in intensity. Jax and Flynn grew less carefully controlled as the days passed—they could feel our responses directly now, and that eliminated much of the need for constant checking in regarding our well-being.

It wasn’t quite a full-on alpha rut. They were still rational, beneath all the growling and raw physicality. But it was sure as hell pretty intense. Through the tentative bond we shared, I could channel Kam’s utter contentment at being so thoroughly dominated. I began to truly understand his feelings from the inside out, rather than the outside in. And while I’d never really thought I would share those desires for myself, I was starting to see the appeal.

Whereas Kam relished truly fighting back and being overpowered, I was enjoying a certain extra spark of satisfaction in playing the omega brat. It was such a cliché in many ways, but it was undeniably fun winding Flynn up, in particular. For one thing, his ‘punishments’ never failed to be even more enjoyable than the crime had been.

As my final peak approached, Kam did, in fact, end up taking Jax’s knot while I took Flynn’s. I was pretty sure the intensity of the four climaxes echoing through the bond nearly simultaneously was enough to knock me down a few dozen IQ points—possibly on a permanent basis.

Worth it, I thought, and promptly passed out.

* * *

When I regained consciousness, my heat had broken. I’d been cleaned up and wrapped in blankets, with the nest tidied around me. Two other presences hummed at the back of my mind, projecting reassurance, but with an undertone of sadness.

Twopresences.

Not three.

I tried to scramble upright, but my muscles were jelly after our four day long sex marathon. A slender hand grasped my arm, steadying me.

“It’s all right, odama,” Kam said. “I’m here. I’m fine.”

Relief that he was physically all right warred with a terrible sinking feeling in my stomach. “What happened?” I rasped.

A strong arm wrapped around my shoulders, and Jax’s woodsy scent surrounded me. “Your heat pheromones faded. We think that’s what was boosting the bond,” he said.

I could feel Jax’s melancholy and disappointment directly. I couldn’t feel Kam at all anymore. Not so much as an echo.

Flynn plopped down across from us in the nest. “I bet it comes right back the next time you’re in heat. You’ll see.”

I stared into Kam’s face, aware that my eyes were filling with tears.

He cupped my cheeks and brought our foreheads together. “It was always too good to be true, Leo. The last few days have been something I never thought I’d experience in my lifetime. I did, though—and maybe I’ll have more of it in the future. Please don’t cry for me.”

But it was too late. I shook my head helplessly and fell into his arms, clinging tight... weeping the tears that I knew he wouldn’t weep for himself.

NINE

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