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“How are you feeling?” he asked, the question tinged with his worry.

I tilted my head back and cracked open my eyes. “A little sore but in a good way.” This seemed to perplex the Alpha, making me smirk. “It means last night wasn’t just an amazing dream I had, but it really happened.”

“Oh, I can assure you it really happened,” Yun said with a chuckle. “The scent of sex is so thick no one would mistake what happened here, not to mention that the sexiest Omega I ever laid eyes on is naked and covered in my cum.”

As if to prove his point, he slid his hand between my legs and swiped them over my pussy. When he lifted it to where I could see, his fingers were covered in slick and milky-colored cum. Now that he’d drawn attention to it, I could feel the sticky mess all over my legs, even on my ass and lower back.

“Okay, that’s kind of gross,” I admitted, my nose wrinkling at the sight. “Sounds like we need to test out the giant shower in my bathroom.”

“Couldn’t agree more,” Yun said and slid out of bed. He then grabbed my ankles and dragged me toward him, making me yelp. Before I could even protest, he scooped me up, headed for the bathroom, and deposited me on the marble bench in the shower.

Looking around the space, I counted six showerheads on two of the walls and a huge square showerhead that spanned most of the ceiling above. “How the heck are you supposed to know how to turn all this on?”

“This control panel,” Yun pointed out as he tapped the black square just outside the shower door. “Here, you can set the water temperature and how many showerheads you want to use. The water won’t start coming out until it’s reached the right temperature so you never have to worry about getting in a cold shower.”

My jaw nearly hit the floor at this information. “That has to be the most genius thing anyone’s ever created.”

“You can thank Warrick. He had this system in his house and refused to live in a place that didn’t have it installed. Although now that I’ve learned how nice it is, I don’t think I could go back, either,” Yun admitted.

A warning beep sounded three times before the water erupted out of the main overhead shower faucet but I was safe where Yun had placed me. Now I was blessed with the sight of one of my Alphas walking toward me with water running down his body like a real-life wet dream.

Once out of the spray, he ran a hand over his face before he held it out to me. “Care to join me, or would you rather watch?”

Biting my lip, I had to actually think about that question. Then the itching of the drying fluids on my skin had me placing my hand in his. As fluid as a dancer, he pulled me to him and spun us both under the cascading water which was the perfect temperature. He tenderly combed my hair out of my face, pressing a kiss to my forehead as my hands rested on his chest.

When he pulled back, it was to grab a loofa and coat it in the scentless shower gel. It was common for bonded Omegas to use all unscented items because their Alphas craved their natural perfume. In a surprising move, Yun took my hand and began to wash me. When he reached my chest, Yun kneeled, bringing him closer to eye level with me. The loofa ran down the center of my chest, where I knew the raised skin from my scar ran down to the top of my belly button.

My first surgery was when I was just over a year old. That was the beginning of many over the years to repair various things. Medical procedures got better over time, and the surgeries were less invasive, but as a child, there was so little space to work they did what was necessary. Most of the time my scars didn’t bother me. In fact, I forgot about them until I caught someone staring. Yet, for some reason, standing here with Yun’s full attention focused on the outward proof of my flaws, I felt vulnerable, stripped bare under his gaze.

He raised a hand, reaching out to touch the puckered skin, but I grabbed it before it could make contact. “Don’t, please,” I whispered, unsure if he could hear me over the water falling around us.

Yun frowned but nodded and continued to wash the rest of my body. The sweet moment between us had been shattered by my insecurities, and I didn’t know how to fix it. When he finished, I stepped away to grab the shampoo and wash my hair. I couldn’t gather the courage to look at Yun, knowing he must be upset with me for rejecting his touch. The heat of his body came up behind me, and his comforting blueberry scent permeated through the water, telling me how close he was. When the shampoo was rinsed out of my hair, I grabbed the conditioner, but Yun plucked it out of my hand.

I started to turn around, but he gripped my shoulder, halting my movement. Submitting to his command, I stood just as I was until he started to massage the conditioner into my hair. My legs almost collapsed under me as he moved with confidence, using his hands and a wide-tooth comb to work through my loose waves, ensuring they were free of tangles. Hidden by the water, tears rolled down my cheeks as I was once more shown what it meant to truly show love to someone. I could tell my request not to touch my scar bothered him, but he was putting that aside to care for me.

The gentle tug on my hair had me tilting my head enough to let the water wash over it, rinsing the conditioner out. Once Yun decided my hair was clean, he walked away, and the shower turned off, leaving me to stand there. I waited, praying he’d say something, let me know what was going through his mind, but there was only silence. Gathering my hair over one shoulder, I started to wring it out, hating the feel of water dripping off my hair onto my skin. Eyes focused on the tiled floor, I turned and took a few steps forward, only to be blocked by a large fluffy mint green towel being held out.

“Come here, sweetheart,” Yun instructed. His tone held some emotion in it, but I couldn’t quite place what it might be. My head thought it sounded angry, even slightly irritated, but my heart refused to believe that based on his actions.

Thankfully, the towel was as soft as it looked because I wasn’t sure I could handle something rough right now. Yun wrapped it snuggly around me then reached out to take another towel someone handed him. My head snapped up, meeting Ulysses’ gaze. He stood there in low-slung sleep pants, looking tired and slightly distressed about something. I looked between him and Yun, confused why he suddenly appeared in the bathroom. Neither of them said a word as Yun, who had a towel wrapped around his hips, worked at drying off my hair. The confident movements as he gently squeezed out the water led me to believe this wasn’t the first time he’d done something like this.

“Will your hair be all right if we don’t dry it right away?” Yun asked.

Far too anxious to care about something stupid like that, I nodded, unable to speak as my mind raced, leaping from one worst-case scenario to another. Yun took my hand, threading our fingers together, and gave it a soft squeeze as he led me out of the shower. Lysse hurried forward to drop slippers with a big pink puffy heart on them at the entrance to the shower for me. I stepped into them, allowing Yun to draw me out of the bathroom.

There in my bedroom waiting were the rest of my Alphas. Each of them looked like they’d had a rough night, still dressed in loungewear. Finally, I found my voice as my fear and anxiety peaked.

“What’s going on?” I questioned.

Yun drew me to stand in front of him, my back to the guys facing the large full-length mirror they’d gotten me. The others gathered behind so they could see my reflection in the mirror, and I could see them here with me.

“Bailey-Rose, do you still trust me?” Yun asked in a soft voice only I could hear.

Licking my lips nervously, I nodded.

“I need you to say it out loud, sweetheart,” Yun urged.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, trying in vain to calm my anxiety. Even though I was worried and this situation made me uncomfortable, I knew in my soul Yun would never do something to intentionally hurt me. “Yes, I trust you.”