Page 65 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

I couldn’t help but laugh and playfully tug at his hands. Caden didn’t relent until Seth was sitting chest-deep in the water at the opposite corner.

He was looking at us like he had no idea how to feel. I was still plenty keyed up, but I could definitely sympathize with the emotional confusion.

“Are we okay?” he asked.

I nodded and brushed my toes against his calf. “I’m good.”

Caden slid a possessive hand around my throat. “We’re okay.”

Seth swallowed hard and nodded. His hand caught my ankle and lifted my feet onto his knees. He dug his thumbs into the arch of my foot and I groaned. Foot massages were the best. I didn’t care what kind of ridiculous sounds I made; there was no way I was pulling that foot away until Seth decided to stop.

Gods.

I was so relaxed.

This was great. I felt like someone should be luxuriously feeding me grapes and fanning me with peacock feathers. I hummed happily and let myself float. I draped a hand over my pussy for Caden’s benefit so I didn’t exposeeverythingto Seth. I didn’t particularly care one way or the other. It wasn’t likeSeth was going to drag me over and ravish me in front of my boyfriend.

Oof.

What a thoughtthatwas.

I glanced at Seth, and he was staring at me like I was a jar of candy and he was a kid pressed up against the glass with no money. Well, I wasn’t the one keeping the lid on the candy jar. Maybe with these new developments, we’d get closer to that reality. Seth switched to my other foot and worked out every minuscule knot and bit of tension he could find.

We didn’t play in the hot tub. Relaxing was lovely too. We’d be heading out on another horrendously long drive tomorrow, this time to Portland, and my body already ached in anticipation of eighteen hours in the car. I had no idea what waited for us in Oregon, only that we were going to try to avoid the nest.

“We should try to do some research when we get settled tomorrow. Isn’t there a big-ass bookstore in Portland? Maybe they’ve got something useful in the old books?” I suggested.

“We can definitely take a look,” said Caden.

Seth nodded. “Sounds better than running for the rest of our lives.”

I tipped my head to look at Caden a bit better. “Would group cuddles be allowed tonight?”

He was quiet for a moment, his gaze sliding from me to Seth. “Everyone has to wear pajamas.”

I flashed him a grin. “Well, obviously.”

Except it wasn’t super obvious after what we’d done, but I’d take the permission gratefully. It was nice having Seth in panther form so I could feel like an extremely safe sandwich filling, but I was curious what having him there in his human form would be like.

“I should shower before bed,” I said, staring up at the extended roof and exposed beams.

Caden scooped me back into his arms. “In a minute.”

I wasn’t going to argue, and sank into his embrace. “We need to get a hot tub.”

“Mhmm. I’ll buy you a castle if we survive all of this.”

I looked out to the surrounding forest. The trees had been quiet here and I wasn’t sure if that was because there was nothing to tell me or if these ones weren’t as chatty as the ones in the Appalachians. I hoped for the former. It didn’t feel wrong out there, but maybe my abilities in that department had been a fluke. I’d have to look into that too. I wasn’t banking on a book to have my answers, but I had no idea where else to look. It wasn’t like I had access to the kind of witches I needed to talk to.

“Hey, Caden, could you ask on your forum things if anyone could connect us to your kind of witches in Portland?”

His hand stroked over my stomach. “I can, yeah. I’ll do that before bed.”

“My fingers are pruny.” I held up a hand to show him my wrinkled fingertips.

“Okay, I guess you’ve stewed long enough.” Caden looked to his brother. “Close your eyes, and if you peek, I’m shoving your head under the water.”

Seth closed his eyes and set a hand over them. I scampered out of the hot tub and left a dripping trail all the way to the bathroom. I scrubbed down quickly and was ready to get to bed so we could have an early start in the morning. When I emerged in a towel, both my boys were in pajamas.

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