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I’m covered in our omega’s slick and my own cum, having spilled twice already—once from watching her bond with Avery, and again right after I pulled out of her plush, tight ass.
Now, I feel my knot and balls fill again, just from admiring this insane view.
Most alphas would probably be feral at this point. Or at least jealous as fuck.
But my manamea must know me better than I know myself, because I’m not. In fact, I suspect her Omega picked me last on purpose, knowing I’d want to be the one to do her aftercare.
And I’m… honored.
To be chosen by her at all, but also, to be trusted to catch her at the end of all this.
I always want to catch her. Be her safe space, her soft place to land. The arms that hold her when she’s sad or scared. The reassuring voice in her head when she doubts herself. The one who teaches her heart what unconditional love feels like.
God, she’s so tired.
I can feel it in the lines of her body as Spencer’s knot releases and slips free. They deflate more quickly during omegas’ heats to allow us to fill them as many times as they need.
I’m grateful for that now.
Our omega needs to rest.
I mutter my assessment to Tristan and Avery, but Ave snorts. “Uh, yeah, try telling her that.”
Tris chuckles, looking me in the eye. “Serena very specifically saved you for last.”
“Like dessert,” Avery chips.
Spencer’s voice is more languid than I’ve ever heard it. “No,” he puts in. “Everything she’s done makes perfect sense. She bit Tristan without warning or permission so they would be even and he wouldn’t feel guilty anymore. She took Avery first because she knew he wouldn’t be able to wait.”
He pauses, scent-marking her forehead and grazing it with his lips. “She put me in the middle in case I needed help. And she wanted Jonah last because she knew holding her after would mean the most to him.”
Spence gives a hearty nod, as if he’s confirmed something he always suspected. “She’s a genius.”
Avery reaches over to flick her foot. “An evil genius, maybe.”
“Beautiful, evil genius,” Tristan agrees.
My heart cracks when I see the small smile curving her lips. Even in the thick of her haze, she can understand them because of their bonds.
The air in the nest suddenly shifts as all three of them stiffen. Purrs break out. Serena whines, the sound small and pitifully exhausted.
Tristan’s voice drops. “She’s having more cramps.”
Avery’s eyes glow with restless worry. “Needs another knot. You ready, big man?”
I surge up to my knees, holding my arms open.
“Shh, darling,” Spencer whispers into her hair, sitting them both up. “I know it hurts. But your big alpha is waiting for you. Remember how huge his knot gets? That will feel so good inside you, hmm?”
My best friend hands me our omega, laying her in my outstretched arms bridal-style. Her head lolls back as her eyes search sightlessly for mine. I balance her in the crook of one arm so I can touch her cheek with my free hand.
“I’m right here, manamea,” I murmur, bending to brush my lips over hers. “How’s my girl?”
The vulnerability and pain in her eyes tear me in two. She tries to speak, but only manages a little moan.
“Okay, sweetheart,” I hush. “Let’s fix that for you. I’m going to fill this sweet pussy with my knot. You just relax and let me make you feel good.”
She stares into my eyes with her blown-out pupils, the look in them unfathomable. When Tristan explains, he sounds hoarse. “She’s… grateful, Jonah. That’s what she feels when she looks at you. Gratitude.”
