13. Belle

Chapter thirteen

Belle

I run my fingers over the spines on my bookshelf, brushing away a small film of dust.

They're all here.

My books, my dresses, and my bed with its red polka dot sheets.

Rian and Leo watch me like one watches a squirrel in the forest, too afraid to speak for fear of ruining the moment.

Carefully, I reach my hands toward my bed, brushing my palms over the soft sheets.

I don't blink, too afraid that it will all disappear.

A part of me still thinks that this is all a dream.

Why else would I have imagined Troy telling me he was glad I was back at the house?

He definitely didn't say it out loud, and maybe I am going crazy.

Could it be wishful thinking on my part?

The idea of Troy possibly being glad to see me again sends my heart into a spiral, and I feel it for the first time in days.

Hope.

It's been in pretty short supply for most of my life, but for once I am going to dare to let myself dream.

Maybe there is hope for me and Troy.

I think back to his interaction with the pack earlier.

Leo looked ready to kill Troy, and I would rather go back to Francis before I ever let such an event come to pass.

They will not be killing each other. Not while I live and breathe.

I have to get them to talk again.

A sharp pain shoots down the length of my spine, settling between my legs, and I grip my sheets, doubling over.

When I open my eyes again, Leo and Rian are right by my side, worry written on each of their faces.

"Kitty cat? You all right?" Leo asks.

I lean toward his touch, letting him brush aside my hair. It sticks to my face, and I'm sweating.

Rian places a hand on my forehead, wincing when he feels my temperature. "You're burning up, Belle."

My eyes droop, and all I want to do is sleep, yet the cramps are getting too much.

The Omega before me swallows audibly, and he and Leo exchange a knowing glance.

I know what they're thinking.

I've read enough books to know the signs. Well, on some level.

They may have been fiction, but they helped me immensely.

I have been getting little spikes here and there these last few weeks.

The first spike started back at Francis's apartment, and that was around the time I first noticed the bell too.

The bell he used to weaponize me, and I shudder.

What would have happened if I had gone into heat much earlier? While I was still in Francis's custody?

I know that was why he let the government capture me.

He wished to unleash me onto his enemies.

I just don't know how he planned to activate my killer instincts with his bell while he was so far away.

Unless there are others like him…

Others like the Beta guard who attacked me at the prison.

That was just after I talked, and a shiver works its way through my body.

Rian sweeps a hand down my arm. "Where does it hurt?"

Everywhere.

But it mostly comes from a deep place between my legs.

Rian and Leo exchange another look, and it seems they're having another internal conversation.

One day, maybe I can be a part of their inner discussions.

"Come on, it's time to get the stink of prison off you," Rian purrs suggestively, cupping his hand around my cheek.

I meet his eyes, making sure my own shine. "I… stink?"

The Omega falters, dropping his hand. Then he fumbles, lost for words.

Leo shoves him, and Rian bows his head in shame. But then he looks up again at the sight of my smirk.

"I'm kidding," I giggle.

I knew what he was suggesting. I just decided to tease first.

With a smirk to rival my own, Rian scoops me up in his arms, and runs me to the shower.

Leo is never too far behind.

My heart thumps with excitement. They're going to take the pain away.

And a shower is a good place to start.

Rian places me down on a stool once we reach the shower, kneeling before my legs, and all my fantasies flood through my mind instantly.

How many times I had dreamed of a moment like this, especially back at the prison, having to improvise with my finger instead?

Now, I have my boys.

One day, I will have the whole pack.

I'm optimistic.

Rian grabs my leg and drapes it over his shoulder, then kisses the soft skin of my inner thigh. Leo crouches down behind me and licks my neck.

When they said they would get the stink of prison off me, I didn't think they meant with their tongues, but I'm not complaining.

The Omega peers up from between his eyelashes, asking for my permission before he proceeds, and I nod fervently.

Of course.

He can touch me anywhere he wants…

Rian places his finger at my opening, running it up and down the seam, and a groan escapes me, echoing off the tiles of the en suite bathroom.

Soon, those tiles will be wet and steamy, and I can't wait.

Whenever the soft pad of his finger rubs at my sensitive lips, a thrill goes through me, creating white flashes in the corner of my eyes.

I tilt my head back, rolling it on my shoulders as Leo sweeps my hair aside, continuing his sweet kisses up and down my neck.

Rian, meanwhile, gets to work on taking my pain away.

When he slips his finger inside, the lights intensify, and another soft moan leaves my mouth.

Leo whispers in my ear, grazing the lobe with his teeth. "No… be as loud as you want, kitty cat… Let the whole world know what we're doing to you right now. Especially Troy…"

My eyes snap open at the name, and I meet his hooded brown eyes.

Normally, Leo's eyes are as soft as a warm cup of cocoa on a cold winter's day, but right now, they're dark and rounded with lust.

Dark with temptation.

A devilish smirk grows over the Alpha's beautiful face. "Let that prick pay for how he treated you."

That would be assuming that Troy actually cared…

Leo must read my mind because then he says, "Trust me, he wants you, Belle. He's always wanted you, but he will never have you. Not until he has learned his lesson. So, go on, make him learn his lesson…"

I really don't want to be a bother.

But the moment Rian places his face between my legs, slipping his tongue deep inside, I forget all about my inhibitions and just let go.

My scream bounces off the tiles, loud enough for not only Troy but the entire populations of the Alpha and Beta communities combined.

Leo purrs in response, whispering sweet nothings into my ear, "Good girl. Show him what he is missing."

When I hear the words "good girl" I spiral over the edge, losing myself to total bliss.

I'm a good girl. Just like the girls in my books…

Just like all those good Omegas.

Leo growls, gripping my breasts almost possessively, and I'm pretty sure he's feeling my heart pounding beneath his palms.

I arch toward Rian's mouth, and the Omega feasts on my pussy now, licking and sucking on my clitoris as he drinks up every last drop.

So, I cry out my pleasure yet again, hating myself for making Troy feel bad.

But you know what? Fuck it.

I've missed this and I am going to soak up every moment.

Rian turns the water on at last, tugging off his shirt.

Leo does the same, and now they remove my dress and start cleaning the prison filth off my skin, generously rubbing at my body with a loofah and bubblegum shower gel.

The Alpha squirts shampoo into my hair then massages his strong fingers into my scalp, and I sigh beneath his ministrations.

Rian scrubs at my feet with a pumice stone and I am in pure heaven.

I never want this to end.

Once I'm cleaned, Leo bundles me up in a fluffy white towel and places me under the sheets of my bed. Then they both get under with me and flip the TV on.

I have no idea what movie they picked. They just ordered takeout and they even let me choose from the menu.

When I finish eating, I fall asleep to the sound of Leo's purr and Rian's gentle belly rubs.

The cramps have finally subsided, and I try not to think of my upcoming heat as I slowly drift off to the scent of Leo's fresh linen and Rian's baby powder.