“The Sørensens are hard to explain. It’s easier to just meet them in person,” Elliot says with a knowing smile that I want to slap off his face.
I shake my head at the thought. We’re in a truce. I will not think violent things about him. Wells’ family was overwhelming to get to know because there were so many of them, but they were very welcoming and kind, far more normal than I’d assume a pack that large would be.
There's sadness with the realization that I have no family to introduce my pack to. Even if my father was still alive, I’d never let him near them. I wish my grandfather was here to see who I’ve become.
I know he’d be proud of what I did with the resort, but he’d be elated that I found people to love and that’s enough for me.These people in this ugly, cum-filled nest are my family now and I think I’m the luckiest Alpha on the planet.
Chapter 31
Claire
When you’re an Omega,you take classes to get an idea of how your heat will go, but even after attending the best schools in the country nothing could prepare me for the heat hangover that thunders in my temples as I wake up.
It takes me a few minutes of blinking for my vision to become clear. The room looks like an underwater nightmare that has been covered by various white sheets to hide its hideousness but failed. I’m on a mattress on the floor. Forrest is next to me, lying on his back with an arm over his eyes.
Elliot is on the opposite side of me, sleeping on his stomach, his mouth open as he drools on the pillow and I smile to myself. If my head wasn’t throbbing and every inch of my body didn’t ache, I’d truly let myself enjoy how cute they are right now.
I glance around for Wells and find him sleeping, sitting up in the chair in the corner. His neck is in a wonky position and I know he’s going to regret it when he wakes up.
On shaky legs, I stand and head in his direction, moving his head so he doesn’t hurt his neck. His hand grabs my wrist, but his eyes don’t open.
“I don’t think I can get hard again, but I can go down on you,” he mumbles.
I laugh softly and that has him blinking open his eyes. His hands go to my hips immediately.
“Heat’s over?” he asks and I nod. “What do you need? Food, drink, pain reliever?”
“All of the above,” I croak out and he nods.
“Let’s get you in a warm bath and I’ll have the moderator bring us everything,” he says as he leads me into the bathroom, helping me get into the tub. Once I’m in a few inches of warm water, he leaves me for a few minutes to coordinate with the moderator.
When he comes back, he gets in the tub with me, and I relax against his chest. I have a feeling we did something similar during my heat, but I don’t fully remember.
“Do you remember anything from heat?” he asks, like he’s having a flashback himself and I shake my head. “Well, you missed Forrest and Elliot wrestling completely naked, dicks literally swinging while they fought over you.”
I laugh as I imagine the scene he’s describing, and he kisses the side of my head.
“I knew you’d get a kick out of it. If the moderator would have actually kicked them out I don’t think I’d be able to laugh about it. But they both agreed to be very good boys,” Wells says, kissing my head again. “I think they had a breakthrough. It was all really precious.”
I lick my dry lips and make a sound of agreement, doing my best to stay awake.
“You can sleep, but I think you should eat first,” he tells me, and I know he’s right.
A soft knock on the door has me waking up again and Elliot is the one to come in with the food and drink.
“How are you feeling?” he asks, sitting on the side of the tub completely naked.
It seems salacious now that I’m out of heat, but I’m not going to complain, especially not when he hand feeds me crackers and grapes.
“Sore, tired. How do you guys feel?”
“The same,” they both say in unison
“I want to get out of this nest suite,” I complain.
“We will port at Cozumel in two days. I can reach out to your dad to have a plane take us to New York,” Elliot says, and I grab his hand.
“But not to stay in New York?” I confirm.