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Finn finishes washing her as we talk about the logistics of his heat. It isn’t due for several weeks yet, but it will be her first, and she has lots of questions.

She’s curious and so eager to please. She’s beautifully sweet and I want to feed that part of her until she’s glowing with it.

When Finn broaches the topic of ass play, she wiggles on my lap, and I can’t help the picture I get of her locked on both our cocks, bound between us. I know we’ll be just fine when Finn tosses her a question about pegging and the room swells with her sweet berry scent. The thought of her taking our omega makes the image roar to life and my cock stir again. I ignore it for now, but the fantasy is hot as hell.

When we’re finished in the tub, I dress them both in my old KPFD shirts, obsessed with the Camden name scrawled across the back. It satisfies my alpha to see them both so claimed.

“Lean over for me, sweetheart,” I say.

She cocks her head, a question on her face. “What?”

I wrap her in my arms and catch her gaze in the bathroom mirror. I cup her pussy, murmuring in her ear, “This pussy is mine to take care of. When you take my knot, you take my aftercare too. Now, bend over.”

Finn whistles. “Better listen, baby.” Finn grabs the cream from the cabinet that we use for his post-heat and passes it to me.

Her cheeks bloom with a beautiful pink flush, and a small smile plays on her lips. “Yes, alpha.”

She leans on the counter, and I go to my knees. She’s puffy and swollen. I take the herbal cream and massage her lips, sinking two fingers in to spread the cream around her opening. Cammie moans, clenching around me.

I pull out and pop her ass lightly. “Behave. You’re bound to be sore.”

“Yes, Alpha.” She huffs a laugh, shaking her ass at me anyway.

I grin, popping her ass again. Her flesh shakes, and I bite her ass playfully before I stand up. I love to see her becoming more comfortable. The more she plays, the more I know she feels safe.

I turn her in my arms and pull her against my chest. Finn circles into our cuddle from behind.

“I love you both so much,” I purr, overcome with the rightness of the three of us.

Cammie sucks in a breath and burrows into my chest.

Finn’s eyes meet mine and the bond pulses between us. “Me too. I love you both and I’m so happy we found you, Cammie.”

“I love you both, too. You’ve made it impossible not to,” Cammie murmurs from where she is buried against my chest.

“Damn right we did,” I tease, pulling back and tugging on her chin. I take her lips in a soft kiss before passing her mouth to Finn. His kiss is anything but soft and when his hands start to wander again, I pop both their asses.

“Behave,” I admonish. These two are going to be a handful. I love everything about it.

We finish up in the bathroom and gather in our nest. They humor me by eating the plate of fruits and cheese I brought up and drinking water for me. Everyone has work tomorrow, but that’s forgotten when Cammie quizzes us about what we were like when we were younger. We get comfortable, bodies all tucked against one another, as we settle in bed. Hands soothe and purrs sound. One story bleeds into another until it’s past too late and into morning.

All the next day, we drag ass, but the deep connection I feel building between the three of us is totally worth lost sleep.

Chapter 28

Cammie

Cutter passes me a plate through the window, and I load my tray, taking dishes to two tables. It’s lunch rush and busy today because half the Knotty Pines gardening club decided to come in after their monthly meeting.

I take the orders for another round of tables. My phone buzzes in my pocket. I slip it out, see an unknown number, and let it go to voicemail.

A table flags me down, and I refill their drinks, getting lost in the hustle when another order comes up. Not five minutes later, the same number calls, followed almost immediately by Trent.

He’s supposed to pick the kids up in a few hours for their trip, and my gut sinks. I swear, if he’s calling this off after all the shit it’s caused, I’ll go totally Crawley on his ass. I’m so sick of him jerking the kids around.

I let Trent go to voicemail too. My shift is almost over, and I can handle the problem then. Reid worked yesterday, but he should be home now, and he’ll know what to do. I take a deep breath and pocket my phone, refusing to let myself spiral because of Trent.

After I told the guys about Trent’s bullshit and Reid said he would handle it my ex’s texts stopped. Reid called him and sorted things out. It was the best decision, letting go and giving in to Reid’s care. It also wasn’t as hard as I thought. Giving Reid permission to handle the problem with my ex felt like the weight of the world was lifted from my shoulders. I trust Reid and Finn to protect me and to do the right thing. It’s amazing, that feeling. For the first time in my life, I feel as though we’re protected.

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