Page 39 of A Pack of Honey
Hunt pulls me closer to him in a possessive gesture that has me giggling.
"You two need to get some things under control before you can get out of the water," Cole points out. Arching an eyebrow at both of them.
I look down and—wow—those are two impressive lengths straining against swim trunks. I'm surprised the seams haven't burst. Hunt, very reluctantly, passes me to Cole. I immediately wrap my arms and legs around him. Koalaing him.
His intense green eyes catch mine, and I couldn’t look away if I tried. He leans forward to murmur into my ear as he walks us to shore. "You like that Little One? Knowing how hard you make your alphas?"
I swallow and perfume again. Thank god the sun is setting, and almost everyone on the beach is gone. There's no one in our immediate vicinity. His hands on my ass squeeze as his thumbs hook under my bikini bottom and slip along the seam.
He runs his rough cheek along mine. "Tonight, we're going to discuss some things. And when we're done, I'm going to take this perfect pussy on my knot."
I moan and nod vigorously. He chuckles and sets me down to help the others gather our beach things and head for the truck. The guys decided their car wasn't cutting it out here and apparently decided to buy one. When I'd gaped, they'd just shrugged. I'd forgotten how insanely wealthy they are.
I snuggle into the back seat between Luca and Hunt while Jess takes the front seat and Cole drives. He checks me in the rear view mirror before pulling out of the dirt parking lot.
Sunny
Bythetimewepull into the farm driveway, it's getting dark. Stars have begun peeking out from behind a hazy sunset. I feel warm and sleepy from a day out running in sand and swimming in the water. My bikini is still on under a white cover-up dress with tassels. The men still have trunks on but have thrown t-shirts over them.
When we get into the house, Cole arches an eyebrow at me.
Oh, right, the talk. I thought he was just kidding, and we'd head up to his room—his room, not the guest room. That wording catches me off guard, but it feels so right.
"Omega, " he growls, sending a shiver down my spine. "We've been wanting to talk to you about something."
Oh boy. No good conversations ever start this way.
Luca senses my anxiety and wraps a loose arm around my side. "It's not bad. It's just something we're concerned about," he assures me, his purr revving to life in his chest. It instantly relaxes something inside me.
Until Cole says, "The omega suite."
My spine straightens and apprehension and irritation rise in my gut like a wave on the lake.
"What about it?" I ask, and I know my tone has turned icy.
Hunt flinches, but Cole just levels a solid pulse of alpha dominance my way. My omega shrinks, wanting to appease him, but I push back. This is not a conversation I want to have today.
"Why aren't you in it?" Cole asks. I knew this was coming when he saw me using my closet as a nest.
"It's not mine," I grit out. Which is true. It's not.
They all glance at each other.
"Yes, it is," Cole seethes right back. He looks angry—angry for me, I realize. He has no right. This ismyhouse. These aremyrooms. He can't be mad at me for which one I sleep in.
But he can, I hear that small omega voice say inside me.We can't keep doing this.
My heat is what she means. It's so close. What are we going to do? Have four big alphas take turns in our closet? She huffs inside me.
Cole is looking at me, and whatever he sees in my eyes softens him. He steps closer, taking my face in both his hands and tipping it up. "Little One, tell me."
My eyes fill with tears and Jess crowds around my back. Hunt holds my left hand.
"It—it isn't mine. It's hers. One of the last things my grandmother did before she had to go to the hospital was have a crew come and clean it all out and have it de-scented."
I see the confusion crease Cole's brow.If it's ready why can't I take it, that crease asks.
"I haven't been in it since she left. Because if I did then she… she's really not coming back. She's staying in that hospital forever, and even though I know that's true, it just… it would take away…" I can't finish the thought. Can't even figure out how to.
