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The trip to her apartment is as uneventful as the visit to ours. The second she unlocks the door, she makes a beeline for her nest.
Chase and I follow quickly on her heels, ready to do whatever it is she needs us to do while she nests.
We both pause in the doorway to her nest, waiting for her to invite us in. I’ve been here before, but a nest is an omega’s precious space.
“What are you doing?” she asks, turning to face us from the center of her nest. She’s already disposed of the satin pajamas I bought her and is completely nude once more. There’s a tug of disappointment in my chest. I didn’t get to tear them off of her like I promised to. Oh well, there’ll be plenty of time for shenanigans over the coming days.
“Get in here,” Mandy demands, and we both obey instantly. Alphas may bark, but omegas can bite. “Make yourselves useful. Chase, I need this fridge stocked with cucumber water and ChocIce Up&Go’s. There’s a box of them in my linen closet. Axel, pass me those pillows.”
“Up&Go’s?” Chase asks, bewildered and looking at me. I shrug. I’m not sure what they are either.
“Australian breakfast drinks. I get them online. They’re in the closet.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Mandy actually snarls, and Chase glances at me, his eyes wide.
“Do as she says,” I whisper to him. “Quickly.”
I grab the pillows and hand them to Mandy. She’s fussing around in the center of her nest, organizing her pillows and blankets. I’m not sure what to do at this moment. She might have invited us in, but I feel like touching her nest before she’s ready might cross the line.
“Your nest looks great, Mally. You’re doing such a great job.”
“It’s missing something,” she whines, spinning in a circle and surveying her creation before stopping and facing me. “Your shirt.”
“You want my shirt?” I say, tugging it up and over my head without a second thought. “Here.”
She smiles and digs around, finding the perfect spot for it. When Chase returns, she requests his shirt too, then spends some time plumping and perfecting her nest.
“Ow,” she cries suddenly, bending over double and clutching her stomach.
She's cramping, which means her heat is officially about to begin. It might be sooner than any of us expected, but I’ve never been more ready.
It’s go time, baby.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Mandy
Whining, I kneel in the center of my nest, clutching my stomach as another cramp brings tears to my eyes. This heat started early and progressed more quickly than it usually does. I wonder briefly if that’s because of the time I’ve been spending with Axel and Chase.
They are my scent matches, after all. Surely their pheromones must be affecting mine in some way.
“Come here, Dee.” Chase’s breath tickles my ear as he pulls me into his lap. His large arms wrap around my waist, his palm pressing against my lower belly.
His skin is bare and warm against mine. I’m not sure when he stripped off, or even when he climbed into the sunken bed that is my nest, but I’m grateful he’s here. The intimacy of the embrace soothes some of the pain and irritation that seem to make up my whole being and takes my focus. I can feel his hard length pressed against my back, but he doesn’t make a move to do anything further, just presses a kiss to my shoulder as the lights in the room dim and I hear the click of the door closing.
Turning toward the sound, I find Axel climbing into my nest. He too has stripped bare, and I can’t help the needy whine that slips out of me at the view.
“Lean back into his chest, Mally. Chase spread her legs over yours. I want to see how wet she is for us.”
My perfume thickens in the air around us, mixing with Chase’s forest rain and Axel’s smoky campfire scent and creating an addictive, heady mix that has my head spinning and slick running down my thighs onto Chase’s lap.
He shifts us so that his legs are on either side of me, then grips my thighs, spreading me open until my thighs hang over his just as Axel demanded.
It’s a good thing I’m not shy because there’s nowhere to hide in this position.
Chase’s hands move from my stomach to my breasts, kneading the soft mounds before pulling and plucking at my nipples.
