Page 11 of Coyote Underground (Monsters of New York #9)

A Heated Twist

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“She’s burning up,” I say, putting a hand to Ana Sofia’s forehead after we get her home. She shifted back during the car ride, and Diego carried her inside. I turn to look at Zo, who’s also shifted back and is sprawled out on the opposite couch from her.

“Did you find any injuries?” Diego asks, pacing back and forth next to our pack mate’s blood-spattered body. Zo is barely breathing, and the doctor is taking forever to get here.

I shake my head. “I’ve looked her over four times. She’s not physically injured.” I pause, considering. “You don’t think she’s going into heat, do you?” I ask, my eyes locking with Diego’s.

Before he can answer, Zo starts moaning in pain.

Since Ana Sofia isn’t hurt, I leave her side to go to him.

Using a damp rag to clean him up makes it easier to see where the blood is coming from.

It’s clear the stab wound is healing, but it’s going slower than it should be.

“The blade must have been laced with something,” Diego insists, watching as I wipe smears of blood from Zo’s skin.

A quick knock at the door has us both jumping.

Diego answers the door, swinging it wide for the doctor and a nurse to enter.

“I’m sorry it took so long to get here. I was in the middle of a surgery when you called.

Janice and I got here as quickly as we could,” the doc explains. “Where’s the patient?”

“He’s not healing as quickly as he should be,” Diego says, gesturing to where Zo is starting to writhe. “And we’re not sure what’s wrong with her.” He motions to Ana Sofia, who’s still unconscious, but has started to sweat.

The doctor turns to his nurse. “Janice, you check the girl out, and I’ll take a look at this one.” He turns to Diego. “Both shifters?” When Diego nods, the doctor and nurse go to work examining Zo and Ana Sofia.

After a few minutes, Janice turns to us. “She’s going into heat. I’m not sure why she’s unconscious, but her vitals are strong. She’ll be miserable when she wakes up.”

“We’ll take care of her,” I insist. Now that I know what the issue is, I know what to do to help her. “Thank you.”

Janice nods and moves to the doctor’s side as he looks at Zo’s wound. It should be completely healed by now, but it’s not. “It looks like something is fighting against his healing,” Janice says to the doc, who hums his agreement.

“What can you do about it?” Diego asks.

“I think a carefully measured shot of adrenaline will jump-start his healing,” the doc tells us. Janice steps away from him and begins to prepare a syringe. As much as I want to look away, I can’t. We need Zo to recover. Not just for us, Ana Sofia needs him too. Even if she doesn’t know it yet.

****

L orenzo

I hear everything from the time I’m stabbed until the doctor gives me the injection of adrenaline. I can’t seem to wake up, no matter how hard I try. I fight my way through the darkness, knowing that if Ana Sofia is going into heat, she’s gonna need me. She’ll need all of us.

“Nothing is happening. Is there anything else you can do for him?” Diego asks, pushing the doctor to help me heal.

“I’ll have to take samples of the blood and tissue around the injury. We can test it and see what’s preventing him from healing completely,” the doctor answers.

“In the meantime, I’m going to hang a bag of fluids and see if that helps flush the drugs out of his system,” Janice says. I wonder for a moment if that means I’ll have to have a catheter, but then I realize I couldn’t stop them from doing it even if I wanted to.

An hour, a day, five minutes—who knows? Sometime later, I can feel my body start to respond to my thoughts. Groaning loudly, I open my eyes, turning my head to find Ana Sofia. She’s unconscious on the couch across from me.

I try to sit up and fall back on the couch. “Is she okay?” I ask when Janice rushes to my side, helping me sit upright.

“She’s been traumatized today, and hasn’t woken up yet.

But she’s going into heat, so she’s going to need you at your full potential, young man,” the older woman tells me.

I thank her for taking care of me and our girl.

She convinces me to sit still for a bit and eat something to regain my strength.

After another hour or so, I’ve eaten and managed to walk to the bathroom on my own. The doctor declares me as healed as I’ll get for now, and Diego ushers him and Janice out the door. I’m a little sad to see them leave, but I understand they’re not really needed right now.

With the brownstone secured, Isaac helps me upstairs to Ana Sofia’s nest while Diego carries her up.

I lay on the pillows and blankets piled up on the giant round bed, then Diego hands me Ana Sofia.

Once she and I are settled in, Isaac busies himself with stocking the drinks and snacks.

While he takes care of that, Diego brings in some of our bedding to get our scents in the room.

She seems to calm more once our scents surround her. I’m relieved that she looks as if she’s sleeping peacefully now. Hopefully when she wakes, we’ll be able to take care of her needs. After her heat, we’ll worry about helping her deal with the loss of her sister.

For the first time in my life, I don’t feel like making jokes or trying to flirt my way out of that conversation. I’ll be there for her, any way she needs me.

****

A na Sofia

I’m so warm, I can’t stand it. It feels like my skin is on fire.

My entire body hurts, and I can’t think straight.

I have no idea how long I’ve been fighting to open my eyes with no luck.

Shivers run thorough my body, and I try to focus.

I need to remember what upset me so badly that I passed out.

Or did someone knock me out? Why can’t I remember?

Desire courses through me, and my attempts at remembering are forgotten. Nothing else matters right now besides the agony in my core. Oh, no. I’m in heat. Will Pack Reyes help me, or will I have to suffer?

Whispered words reach my ears. “It’s okay, buttercup.

I’ve got you. We’re going to take care of you.

Don’t worry.” Lorenzo’s voice is soft and sweet.

Taking a deep breath, I smell him, along with Diego and Isaac.

The three of them are here with me. The scents and presence of these men calms me in a way I never expected.

Another wave of raw need rakes its claws through my soul, and I fight a little harder to wake up.

I need to be fully conscious for this. I know these men better than I ever wanted to admit.

They won’t touch me without permission. And I’m desperate to give that permission.

I need them—their knots and their bodies.

Hesitation washes over me, and for a moment, I think I should stop this.

I can’t remember why. It seems like there was something more important happening, but what was it? Right now, with my heat taking over, I don’t care about anything besides giving my body what it wants, what it needs to survive. And that is an Alpha’s knot.

Pain stabs into my core, forcing me to sit up as my eyes fly open. Before I can say anything, Diego is sitting in front of me. He cups my face in his hands. “We have a lot to discuss, but for now, you’re going into your heat, and we’d like to take care of you. Is that okay?”

I nod, trying to find my voice. “Y-yes. I need you. Please, claim me.” What the fuck did I just say?

Do I really want them to claim me? While I stare at the three shocked faces in front of me, I consider my request. There is a part of me that wants nothing more than to have these men claim me and become my pack.

I want to be swollen with their offspring, to become their Omega.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” Isaac asks.

I nod, understanding that he wants the words.

“I am. I want to be yours.” I have no idea if it’s what I really want, or if it’s my hormones guiding me to make life decisions at the worst possible time.

I don’t have a lot of experience with this, but I’ve always wanted to be part of a pack where I’m cherished and taken care of. Hopefully this isn’t a mistake.

Lorenzo crushes me to his bare chest, hugging me tightly.

“I knew you were meant to be our Omega.” He turns my face toward his and captures my lips hungrily with his.

When I give in to him, he drags me closer, pulling me down on top of him as he lays back on the bed.

I realize we’re in a nest, and I think it’s the one attached to my room at their brownstone.

My hands roam his body as our tongues tangle. Feeling his skin against mine sets off my feverish desire again, and I’m suddenly desperate to have everything between us gone. I break the kiss, pushing myself off him. “What’s wrong?” he asks, looking dejected.

“Too many clothes,” I pant. “Naked. Now.” I look at Isaac and Diego as I speak. The three men start stripping as I drag my clothes off, throwing them to the side.

With everyone undressed, Lorenzo shoves me back against the pile of pillows. His hot flesh pressed up against me pulls a whimper from the back of my throat. “Let me make you feel good,” he says, sliding down my body and pushing my thighs apart, before settling between them.

“Please, Alpha,” I whine. I should be upset with myself for acting this way, but I can’t help my Omega nature.

Lorenzo drags his tongue up through my slick, stopping to flick it against my clit when I moan loudly. Diego sits back and watches until my eyes meet his. I reach out a hand and he crawls closer. “What do you need, princess?” he asks.

“I need you to touch me. I need to touch you,” I breathe.

He gives me a look that says he’s determined to give me what I want, then palms my breasts as I grip his cock.

I turn to Isaac and motion with my empty hand for him to come closer.

Without a word, he settles in beside me, giving me access to his hard length.

While Lorenzo works me over with his tongue and fingers, I stroke Isaac and Diego.

The moment Diego bites down on my nipple, I pull Isaac into my mouth.

Every stroke, lick, and touch brings me closer to my release.

I feel as if I’ll die without it. I’m sure that’s the fever talking, but I’m desperate to live.

I encourage Isaac to fuck my mouth, taking him as far down as I can, then pulling back and licking the tip.

I sigh the moment he loses control, thrusting in with abandon.

Diego and Lorenzo help us readjust, so that both of them can enter me at the same time.

Isaac threads his fingers in my hair to hold me still while both of my Alphas push their way into my hot core as gently as they can.

When I realize that both are thrusting into my hot pussy, I hum deep in my throat.