Page 138 of Daisy

"Where... where is everyone?"

"Dante went to check the perimeter. He didn't want to leave you, but it was necessary." August's scent spikes with concern as he takes in my state. "Gunner's in the shower. Cassian's…"

"Sleeping," I finish, glancing at the exhausted alpha beside me. "And Hawk?"

"Security check. He's making sure all the cameras are working, that we're still safe. Think one went down and he left to fix it."

Hawk.Just the thought of him makes my core clench with desperate need. The ache inside me sharpens, becomes unbearable. I need him. Not want…need. My body is calling for him specifically, every instinct screaming that he's the only one who can give me what I'm craving.

"I need him," I whisper, the admission making my cheeks burn. "August, I really need Hawk. Like... like my body won't settle without him here. It hurts so bad."

"He'll be back soon," August says gently, helping me sit up as another cramp doubles me over. "But let me help you until then, okay? Let me take care of you."

I nod gratefully, letting him guide me toward the center of the nest. My legs shake as I try to move, slick running down my thighs. The cool air on my overheated skin makes me gasp. "Deeper in the nest," I manage between pants. "I need... I need to be surrounded."

August helps me into the center of my nest he helped me build, arranging pillows around me. The familiar scents of pack wrapped in the soft blankets should comfort me, but it's not enough. The hollow ache inside me is getting worse, demanding to be filled.

"Better?" August asks, settling beside me.

"No," I whimper honestly, curling up on my side as another wave of heat crashes through me. My hand drifts between my legs without conscious thought, seeking relief from the burning need. "It's getting worse. I can't... I need..."

"I know what you need," August says, catching my hand before I can touch myself. "Let me help, sunshine. Let me take care of you until Hawk gets back."

His fingers replace mine, sliding through my slick folds. I cry out at the contact, hips bucking up into his touch. Feels good but I need more.

"That's it," August murmurs, circling my swollen clit. "Good girl. Let me take care of you."

The praise makes my core clench. Can't think straight, heat scrambling my brain except for the ache between my legs.Need more. Need to be filled. Need need need.

Through my haze of need, I hear the shower turn off. Footsteps in the hallway. The bedroom door opens, and Gunner's scent hits me. Sandalwood and wild fig, clean from his shower and so appealing my core clenches around emptiness.

"Fuck," Gunner breathes, taking in the scene. Me spread out in the nest, August's fingers between my legs, the thick scent of my heat flooding the room. "How bad is it?"

"She wants Hawk," August says without stopping. "But she's in pain."

Gunner's eyes go dark. Feel him getting turned on through our connection mixed with that protective need. He approaches, like he's afraid he might overwhelm me.

"Hey, sweetheart," Gunner says, settling at the edge of the nest. His hair is still damp from the shower, towel around his waist. His voice drops lower, more commanding. "What do you need?"

"You," I gasp as August's fingers slide into my slick heat. The stretch feels good but not enough. My mind is fracturing,heat consuming everything. "Both of you. Until Hawk... until he comes back. Need you so... so bad, need..."

August meets Gunner's eyes. Then Gunner's towel hits the floor and he's moving into the nest with us.

"We've got you," Gunner growls, pressing rough kisses to my shoulder. "We'll take care of you."

August works me with his fingers, two, then three. Stretching me while Gunner's hands roam my body. Every touch sends sparks through me, but it's still not enough. The ache goes deeper than fingers can reach.More more more,my heat-addled brain chants.Need to be filled completely.

"Please," I sob, pushing back against August's hand, all thought dissolving into pure need. "I need more. Need to be filled. Can't think straight, can't... need you inside me..."

"Turn over," August says, his voice taking on that gentle but commanding edge. "Let us take care of you properly. You're being such a good omega for us."

The position makes me feel vulnerable but so good. I can feel August behind me, his cock pressing against my entrance. Even as a beta, he's big. Thick and long, bigger than I expected. Gunner shifts in front of me, his massive length near my face.

"Holy shit," I breathe, staring at Gunner. He's huge, and I can see his knot starting to swell. "I want to taste you," I whisper, already leaning forward. "Need to feel you in my mouth while August..."

Gunner's jaw clenches, his eyes darkening as he watches me move closer. The authority in his gaze, the way he's letting me take what I need, makes me whimper.

"Yes," I breathe, already leaning forward to lick the head of his cock. He tastes like soap and salt and something purely him. "Need it so... so bad..."