She was such a perfect pack omega.
“Give me a second,” she whispered, and I bit back a whine as her touch vanished. There was a ray of light on her skin from the sky above and she wrinkled her nose.
It wasn’t directly sunny in here often—which she preferred. The trees draped shadows across the whole cabin, leaving it in almost perpetual shade. There were blinds and curtains she could draw so she could pick how dark she wanted it.
But natural shade was exactly what she liked. It was what made this home so perfect, and allowed her to star-gaze through her nest roof at night without being too exposed.
There was a little slice of the evening, however, where it did break through the trees.
I shifted my head, trying to look at the gap, a growl rising in my chest at the threat to her comfort. I had identified exactly where the sunlight came from in the garden.
I would patch it up.
In a daze I watched my pale-skinned, naked omega hurry around the room, the sun glinting occasionally off her snow-white hair. Her curves were mesmerizing, and I couldn’t stop staring, my cock so hard it hurt.
She skipped the blinds and drew all the curtains closed until the nest was dim.
Right. That was good. All I wanted was for her to be comfortable.
And on my dick, but that would come.
The last beam of light caught on the key hanging around her neck.
I stared at it.
That would free me so I could touch her.
She rushed back to me, a grin on her face, and pinned the key between two fingers. Her gaze darted down to my cock and glazed over a bit, her pupils trembling.
I swallowed down my demand for her to let me free.
Fuck, they’d been right to do it, but now I wanted out.
I shoved back my flare of jealousy as I examined the hickey Karma had left on her breast.
I could behave. For her.
Though… if the hickey had been onmybite… then I might have to rip his head off.
I took a breath. I was the one with privilege.
I was such a fixture in her nest that she chained me here so she could use me whenever she needed.
See. I could be rational… Imustbe calm enough to be free.
At that moment, Karma slipped into the nest, smirking at me, and I bared my teeth.
Or… maybe not.
I narrowed my eyes as he settled in a corner with a blanket draped casually over his lap. He was topless, and there was a distinct sheen to his abs from the fuck. He was watching me like he was tempted to make a joke, but restrained himself.
The touch of Crescent’s fingers trailing down my chest drew my attention back to her. She took off her necklace, gently scoring the tip of the key into my taut muscles.
“Can I let you out?” She sounded so excited, but shot glances at Vandle and Karma.
Her key tapped my skin again, the metal warm from resting against her chest. I swallowed hard as her touch got me wired, the waves of heat that still felt so unfamiliar returning with force.
“Yes, Firefly. Let me touch you.”