Chapter 24

CHAPTER 24

K eep it together, woman.

All I want to do is climb my Alpha and kiss his face and tell him how relieved I am to have him here. That he cares about me enough to look past all this.

Then I glance over at my scent match and whine. I would also like to climb him.

“Sweetheart, you okay?” my Beta asks.

Oh, how I adore him.

He’s so handsome, sexy, and he’s going to take care of everything during my heat. He also very much deserves to be climbed.

I shake my head to rid the naughty thoughts.

What was it I wanted to do?

Right, the contract and the manual.

I go to my desk, pulling out the binder and the three contracts for each of the men along with three pens that they better return and hand them those.

“What’s this?” my scent match asks.

“Her heat contract and her manual,” my Beta says.

He is so helpful and deserves all the love. So I remove my sweatpants and sweater to give him all that love. Plus, it’s scorching hot in here.

Is the air unit on?

I go to click the buttons and hear the AC activate. All the men look around confused.

Aren’t they also burning up?

They’re all glancing through the contract. My Beta signs first and approaches me. I bite my lip.

Yes, touch me, fuck me, make it all go away.

“Where’s your diaphragm?” he asks.

Boo.

Get me pregnant. What do you mean a diaphragm?

I shrug, acting like I don’t know where it is.

“Sloane, you made me promise,” Ethan says.

Promises were meant to be broken.

My strong, grumpy Alpha approaches and grabs my cheeks. I moan at the way his fingers dig into my skin.

“Diaphragm and condoms, liefje . Where are they?”

I sigh, pointing at my nightstand drawer as he goes and places condoms on top of the nightstand.

Absolutely not.

I come right behind him and grab a crystal jewelry holder and place the condoms neatly into the container.

He unclicks the plastic of the torture device, aka, the diaphragm that is going to stop their cum from completely filling me, and I shake my head.

Nope. I don’t want it.

“Do we need to direct you to section 1A of the Sloane heat manual where you distinctly say you’re not on birth control and these are the methods you chose?” my Beta asks.

My scent match has his brows furrowed, watching the conversation and reading that stupid fucking binder full of bullshit I clearly didn’t mean.

I want them each to fuck me one by one and fill me with their cum and give me a baby.

“I think we have some things to work through before we start discussing babies,” my Alpha says, and I pout.

Didn’t realize I said that out loud.

“None of that. Let me put this in, and I’ll fuck you so good. I’ll make it all go away,” he promises.

That does sound nice.

Actually, it sounds really, really nice.

“You’re hurting, aren’t you, sweet Omega? Let me take it away. Take those panties off, and lie back. Let your Alpha take care of you.”

His words are sweet, and considering how I thought he wasn’t going to be here for me but is, I concede.

I’ll just take it out when they aren’t looking.

“Good girl,” he says as I lean back and spread my legs for him.

He places two fingers inside of me, curling them deep, making me moan. He’s fully dressed as he leans forward and puts his lips against my pussy and licking my clit.

I rake my nails against his scalp, and his chest purrs.

The smile that takes over my face is probably ridiculous as he glances up at me while eating me out.

He’s here, he’s mine, he loves me.

Or at least I thought he did before he pushes the soft silicone—no fun—device inside of me.

He reaches over to grab a condom, and I shake my head.

“Sloane,” he sighs my name.

“She’s okay with just one or the other,” my Beta says.

He’s sitting on the couch with my scent match. Which is irritating. Why are they not all ravishing me at the same time?

This is bullshit, and I’m about to pout about it when my Alpha pushes his cock deep inside of me.

Yes. This is what I needed.

Just as a cramp is rolling through me, he fucks me harder. His large cock thrusts in and out of me, making me forget about everything.

My pack is here. They’re perfect. I’m going to be okay.

So I let go completely and enjoy the feeling of his body over mine.