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“That a yes, Sweet Omega?” he asks, and she nods her head. “Say yes,” he demands. He’s been struggling with the two weeks of no touching. We all have, but Harrison was already having a hard time before Lila came into our lives.
Now that her scent is in the halls of this apartment all day and night, he’s been taking a lot of showers. Poor guy. We’re just lucky he hasn’t been jerking off in the hallway outside her door.
“Yes,” her voice is a breathy whisper as she looks up at us. I half expected Harrison to dive into the tub with her, but thankfully just his hand dips below the surface. I know when he reaches her center because she gasps, her entire body trembling.
I can’t help myself. I have to kiss her. To taste the flavor of her need for us on her lips as Harrison fucks her with his fingers.
Her hands slam against the rim of the tub as she grips the sides tightly, shaking and moaning for us with just one little touch.
“Do you know how hard it’s been, not crawling on my hands and knees for you every night, just to beg you for one touch, Lila? Fuck, you look so perfect when you come for me.” His growl sends her over the edge as she cries out, pulling away from our kiss to scream his name.
Once she’s calmed down, we help her out of the tub, dry her off, and have her sit on a vanity stool we bought just for her. Working methodically, I blow dry her hair as Harrison meticulously massages lotion into her skin.
I’m focused on my task because I haven’t done this before, so I don’t notice she’s crying until Harrison catches it.
“Lila? Shit, what's wrong, baby?” He’s on his knees before her, hands cupping her cheeks.
“No one has ever…taken so much care of me before…” she sniffs, swiping at her tears. “Today was really tough. My boss was such an asshole, and I wanted to quit at least three times. I knew coming home would make me feel so much better, but this is so much more than anything I could have expected.”
“Fuck, Lila,” I growl, dropping beside Harrison. “I hate that something as simple as this is making you cry. We just wanted to make you feel good.” My words don’t seem to make her feel anybetter, though, she keeps crying. “We could kill him?” I offer, mostly joking.
“Bury him in a shallow ditch,” Harrison adds, and finally, fucking finally, she smiles, and it lights up every dark corner of my soul.
“There's our girl,” I sigh, thankful that the tears have stopped, even if the pain still lingers. “We’ll take care of you, baby. Let us make it better.”
“You shouldn’t have to pick up all my pieces,” she argues, shaking her head.
“Fuck that, Lila. We’ll pick up every broken piece and slice open our veins for you if it’ll heal what that piece of shit broke,” Harrison growls, scooping her into his arms as he stands. We laid out our clothes on my bed so we could dress her after the bath.
She really seemed to like our scents all over her last time. I follow them, and he sets her on the bed, helping her into a pair of loose fitting boxers, then my shirt, and his sweats, and finally Westley’s hoodie. She hugs the fabric against her and breathes deeply, smiling.
“Come on, gorgeous, let's go see what Wes made for dinner,” I say, taking her hand in mine and leading her to the kitchen.
Still contemplating that murder…
Chapter 17
Lila
“Wake up, sleepy head,” Wes whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. I must have fallen asleep in the middle of the last movie we watched. Wes made spaghetti for dinner, despite Harrison’s complaints.
It’s my favorite home cooked meal. The garlic bread was even homemade. I don’t think I’ve ever been more stuffed. With food…
“Oops,” I murmur, groaning as I stretch. “Oops,” I say again, since I just kicked River. He doesn’t look bothered, though, when I smile at him sheepishly.
“Want to sleep together as a pack tonight?” Harrison asks in front of me. He’s sitting on the floor in front of the couch.
“No pressure,” Wes adds, but to be honest, I slept better on the couch with these men than I did all fucking week in the big bed alone.
“I think I would really like that,” I say with a smile that quickly turns to giggles when Harrison whoops, before dragging me off the couch and toward the room I’ve been sleeping in.
After we’re all settled in, I know there’s no way I can ever go back to sleeping in this bed alone. Three warm bodies all snuggling into me? Fuck yes please.
I’m out like a light in seconds.
“We havea little surprise for you, Lila,” Harrison says early the next morning. I’m snuggled into a pile of alpha, and I do not want to get up. “We’re going shopping,” he adds, pulling me into his body.
“We know you had a shitty week at work, so we want to spoil you,” Wes says as he presses a kiss to my forehead. “We would offer to spend the day in bed, licking your pussy until you come so many times you black out, but we can always do that tomorrow.”
