49. Odie

Everyone silently grabbed any belongings of theirs that were in the dining room, then dispersed throughout the mansion to their own rooms. Iker and Leona didn't have rooms, necessarily, but they had specific guest rooms that they preferred, so they ventured there as normal.

I didn't see a single servant as we all traipsed up the stairs and went our separate ways. Ellie went into her room, Alastor into his, and Mine dragged Cy and me into hers. Gerard had stayed downstairs to sort things out. It was his house after all.

Without a word, Mine headed for the bathroom, stripping as she went. Cy and I stood there, dumbfounded as we watched her open the door half naked.

Are you going to shower with me or not?

I paused, hoping I had understood her signing correctly, then she rolled her eyes and waved us over with a chuckle. She left the door open, and we took that as the final seal on the invitation.

When I walked through the door, Mine was turning on the shower and finished pulling off her clothes before stepping in. She was gorgeous and delectable even with the messy hair, blood running off from the water, and dirt covering her lower half. I wanted this and every part of her, but she had been so distant, and I worried that this was due to the heavy dose of more trauma and not because she wanted us in that way.

"Mine, if you want time to yourself, you can have it. We understand." She had been letting the hot water run through her thick hair but turned to look at me as I spoke.

Instead of brushing me off or trying to explain from behind the shower door, she opened it and stepped out before standing before me nude and soaking wet. Mine slapped my arm and yanked at my shirt before reprimanding me.

I want this. I want you. Both of you. So get naked and in that shower before I find a way to handle this myself. K?

"I don't think there's a vibrator in this house. Unless Ellie's hiding one," Cy mused, and Mine and I scrunched our noses.

I don't think she will need one, if you know what I mean. Mine wiggled her eyebrows as if we really should know what she means. After a few seconds of us staring at her, she added, Alastor, you oblivious Alphas.

"Oh, that." I shrugged. "If that's what she wants. Although, with everything that's happened, I think she might take it slow. He has a lot to make up for even if she doesn't blame him for his part in all of this."

"I'm going to fight him eventually. I just didn't want to piss Ellie off right away. He deserves a broken nose."

Well, great. We are all on the same page besides someone sexing me.

"If you're that needy…" I trailed off and scooped her up, making her laugh in my ear. The sound was the greatest thing I had ever heard after all the terror we had endured. I set her inside the shower and stripped down with Cy doing the same beside me.

Thankfully, my dad insisted that all the bathrooms have giant showers and bathtubs, so this one easily fit the three of us with plenty of extra room. There was a bench at the back and two shower heads. One was detachable with a hose; the other was a rain shower that was my favorite part of the whole thing. I wanted to feel like I was under a waterfall at times, and it did the trick.

Cy closed the door, locking the heat and steam inside with us. I turned on the second showerhead, ensuring more steam built, easing the tension in our bodies.

We were all covered in sweat, dirt, and blood, so the first order of business was washing all of it away. I grabbed a loofah and doused it in lavender body wash, scrubbing it down Mine's sternum as I stepped into her space.

"Turn around," I demanded into her ear. She immediately did as instructed, and I lathered her back, taking my time, scrubbing every inch before moving on. Cy leaned against the wall, facing us and watching Mine's face. From her expression, Mine was putting on a little show.

Next was her arm, and again, I took my time. Mine huffed and groaned, but the little wiggles of annoyance were adorable. When I was done, I pulled away, adding more bodywash. Mine turned to glare at me.

"Hand on the wall and feet spread." Again, she listened without a fuss. Her arm stretched above her, and her feet were planted on the ground two feet apart. Mine's one act of defiance was turning her head and sticking her tongue out at Cy, who took that as an invitation to torture her a little more.

Cy stepped forward and claimed Mine's mouth, refusing to touch any other part of her. Cy's tongue slid in, forcing a groan from Mine's throat as she practically fucked her mouth.

I continued down, washing her legs and letting Cy do her thing. As I worked my way to her upper thigh, Mine's ass pushed out, begging for something she wasn't getting yet. I started on the second leg, moving up but refusing to touch her where she needed it.

Standing, I said, "Time for the front, Mine. Spin around." Cy broke their kiss with a smirk, and Mine finally looked down at Cy's engorged cock. It was amazing how little Mine had to do to turn us on.

She spun around and leaned back against the wall with a huff. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were plump from Cy's assault. Mine glanced down again, realizing I was just as hard as Cy.

She licked her lower lip, then looked back up at me. I nearly broke down and claimed her right then, but I held back, wanting to keep this going.

Instead of reclaiming her lips, Cy moved her arm up again. "Keep it there, or I won't touch you." Mine gulped but kept it where Cy had placed it against the wall.

As I scrubbed down her sternum, holding her gaze, Cy twirled her finger around Mine's nipple as she moaned and leaned into it.

The loofah scraped across the delicate skin of her stomach, almost dipping low across her pussy but skirting by over her hip and then the other before grazing across her ass.

Finally, I massaged the soap over the breast Cy wasn't playing with. The sounds falling from Mine's lips were getting me even harder, and I wasn't going to be able to hold back much longer. Cy and I switched places and continued our little round of torture before hosing Mine down.

"Now, go sit on the bench while we clean ourselves up." Her jaw dropped open at my words, and she started arguing. "Sit and watch, or we will shower, get dressed, and go to our own rooms." That shut her up, and she did as she was told. Honestly, I was surprised she hadn't whined and gotten us to do what she wanted. Another Omega would have.

Even still, her scent and a lingering coating of pheromones wafted through the enclosed shower, and I reveled in it, not having felt her presence like this before. The smell of peaches calmed me, and the mix of all our scents drove me higher, never wanting this shower to end.

Cy and I washed ourselves, making sure to look over at Mine as we pumped our cocks in our hands and suds our breasts. Mine was visibly shaking with the effort to stay seated, and I figured it was time to let her have what she wanted.

In two strides, I was in front of her, dropping to my knees and pressing her back so I could lick up her soaked slit, swirling my tongue around her clit. Mine gasped and rocked into me. Cy placed one knee on the bench and slid her hand into Mine's hair, pulling her mouth down to the head of her cock.

"Do whatever you want to me, Mine," Cy groaned, which turned into a hiss as Mine's tongue slid out and swiped against her tip before eagerly taking it into her mouth.

Mine bobbed her head on Cy's cock as I jutted my tongue into her. Mine moaned, causing Cy to groan. It was a lovely little train of sounds we had going, so I did it again and again until I pushed two fingers into Mine, the slick letting me enter with ease.

Mine pulled back, signing, More. Her breathing was unsteady, and her eyelids were heavy with lust.

"What do you—" Mine's whine had me pausing. In my stupor, Mine changed positions.

She turned around and slid to the floor so her back was to me and her legs straddled mine in reverse before impaling herself in one fell swoop. I cried out and groaned into the back of her neck as my arms surrounded her and held her still with me inside her.

She directed Cy to sit in front of her, and Cy obeyed without question. Now Mine's face was eye level with Cy's cock again and quickly took it back into her mouth, bobbing her head again and swirling her tongue. Her hand worked the lower part of Cy's shaft, letting her spit and pre-cum work together as lube.

Once she got her groove there, she began bouncing on my cock, refusing to let me set the pace. It was unbearable in the best way, letting her ride me at this pace. She took all of me before letting my length slide out of her on repeat until I was about to blow.

I snaked my hand around and pinched her clit before massaging it with my fingers, then driving them into her and hitting the G-spot and stretching her even more. Her body shook with pleasure as Cy gripped the back of her head, holding her still as she came down her throat. At the same time, I flicked my thumb over her clit, driving her higher.

My knot started to inflate, but now was not the time to be locked together. This was a journey to rediscover who we were as mates and learn about the needs of the others. We were building bridges and mending old ones that had been broken.

I held back, refusing to knot her as she came around my cock and I followed shortly after, her pussy clamping around me like a vise.

After our shouts and moans died down, all that was left was the sound of the shower behind us. I breathed into her back, letting the high fall as I held my mate. Cy scooted back, raising Mine's chin and kissed her delicately.

"I didn't think I could ever love someone as much as I do you, Mine." I stayed still, letting them have this moment. One day soon, I would confess my love for her, but today was Cy's.

Mine adjusted back, causing me to hiss, but I turned her head back to Cy when she tried to look at me.

I didn't know what she said to Cy, but the tears that followed from both of them were more than enough for me. We were healing, and the love we thought was damaged was alive and well, growing every moment we were together.

Nothing could stop us now, and Mine was ours forever. More importantly, we were hers to love, to use, to banter with. It would never be enough. No amount of time with her would suffice, but I would take every last second I could and worship her until the very end.

Until we had to say goodbye.

Until then, she was mine, she was ours, and our future was bright all thanks to the Omega who had been wronged in so many ways.