Page 15 of Dream Mates (Into The Parallel Omegaverse #2)

“Darling?” Spencer cupped my face with his hand. “One of your mates is still in heat, and you’ve been gone for days. There is no popping in. ” He pressed his forehead to mine. “You need them–and they need you. Go on. I’ll be fine.”

Spencer was right. Even if Evan wasn’t in heat, he would drag me into his room–and relish the thought of Wes breaking down the door to get to us.

“Don’t be nervous. You’ll feel so much better after being reunited with them. I’ll happily give you another back massage later–I also have a very nice bathtub here. I’ll feed you while you bathe.” Spencer held me to him, his leather scent curling around me, comforting me.

I held him for a moment. “I’d like that.”

We went downstairs and got the tray. I stopped in Evan’s room, which I loved with the big window and fireplace. I exchanged my dress for one of his shirts and took off the walking cast and wrist brace.

When I opened the door to Evan’s turret, all four of their scents, as well as desire and sex nearly knocked me over. Wes and Evan’s sheer lust and need washed over me–and the door to the actual nest wasn’t even open yet.

Setting the tray on the table of the turret’s little sitting room, I put a couple waters in the mini fridge which was empty except for a half-full bottle of sports drink. The garbage can overflowed with bottles and wrappers. A stack of folded sheets sat next to a basket of crumpled ones.

The door to the bathroom opened.

“Peaches. I was just about to go find you.” Jett stood there, completely naked. “I’m so fucking happy to see you.”

I’d seen Jett shirtless, but hot damn. Tattoos decorated his golden back. Brennan’s silvery bite mark sat at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. The gold hoop in the tip of his dick gleamed at me.

He had a dick piercing. I’d never seen one in the flesh. My breath hitched in my chest.

“They almost didn’t let me return. I… I didn’t know they were coming, and I can’t… I can’t quite remember,” I blurted, everything going a bit hazy.

Jett wrapped his arms around me so hard he lifted me off the ground. “It’s okay. There’s time for that. You brought food, thank goodness. We didn’t get enough, but usually by now we’re winding down, or done.”

He set me down, opened a bottle of water and downed it.

“How pissed is Bren?” Tears pricked my eyes. I hid something major from him, and he wasn’t going to be happy.

“Hey, don’t worry about that right now. He won’t be pissed. He’ll be glad you’re back. Though he’ll probably want to talk about it later. Because this is Bren.” Jett held me to his bare chest again, his amber scent comforting, though he also smelled of all of them.

“Only Evan’s been asking for me? Is Wes pissed at me, too? I didn’t mean to cause emotional damage.” The tears kept coming.

“Shhh. It’s okay, Babydoll. I didn’t tell anyone that you were coming, and they’ve been too… occupied to check their phones. I’m guessing Evan’s feeling you through the bond, which is why he’s been asking for you a lot.” His dark eyes met mine, his hair was down and in disarray.

Oh, that made sense. While I could feel both Evan and Wes through our bonds now, Evan’s and mine were more nuanced.

“Could they not feel me when I was gone? I couldn’t feel them,” I added.

He shook his head. “They couldn’t. Hey, this heat is turning out to be hardcore.

You need to understand that if you walk into the nest, you are consenting to getting fucked long, hard, and everywhere.

I can’t promise it will just be Wes and Evan.

I’m usually not this deeply affected by their pheromones.

If Evan whines to help him make a Grace sandwich, I can’t guarantee that I won’t.

He’s told me the fantasy of you being between the two of us and I find it hot as fuck. ”

I gulped, the need to be with my mates growing, despite my apprehension. Jett’s amber scent smelled so good that it made me want to lick him.

“I… I’m okay with being the filling. Though I’ve never had a pierced dick in me.” I bit my lower lip.

Yeah, I’d try that.

“I’ll be gentle. It’s okay. I was afraid the first time I was with Evan in his heat, too, but it’ll be fine.” He went to the counter in the kitchenette behind the couch.

“When I’m done I’ll just slip out, right?” I rubbed my thighs together as my need increased, but not my bravery.

“Only if they don’t see you, and even then your ass might get dragged back. I usually take naps in my own bed. Bren has been hunting me down as soon as he’s free to do so after he realizes I’m missing.” He brought out a first aid kit.

“Oh.” My chest shuddered.

Jett held out a tablet. “Here.”

“What is it?” I eyed it.

“It keeps you from getting UTIs during a heat. Believe me, that isn’t something you want to be dealing with after.” Jett handed me a bottle of water.

“Oh. That makes sense.” I took it and drank some of the water.

Now Jett had a big tin. Opening it, inside were tiny tins, holding different colored gummies.

“Are those drugs?” That was quite the assortment there.

“Legal recreationals.” He held up one with little pink gummy strawberries.

“You don’t have to, but I got this one especially for you since you were so nervous.

It’s a mild relaxant and takes the edge off.

It’s what you take when you’re going to a theme park when you don’t like rollercoasters or a party when you don’t like people. ”

“Oh, thank you for thinking of me.” I took it and eyed the other things as he pulled out one with green lightning bolts.

“These are what I use when I’ve been on duty for three days straight during an emergency and have to function. Do I take this one or that one?” He held up one with orange hearts. “Betas sometimes take these to help them enjoy a heat better.”

“Oh?” I reached out.

“Maybe next time, when we know how pheromones affect you.” He put the hearts back and took two lightning bolts.

“The doctor at the clinic said to pay attention, since with gammas it could range from no reaction whatsoever, to being buzzed like a beta, to being driven into a heat spike. Which given my fucked up hormones, isn’t likely.

” I sighed. “Yeah, TMI.” I held up one filled with little colored bears. “And these?”

“Evan’s favorite to unwind after a rough day.” He grinned.

I heard the sound of a door and nerves shot through me. I took one of the strawberries.

He put a few bottles of water in his arms. “They told us that you’re from another world. That’s really trippy but given all the really common things you don’t know–and random things you do–it makes sense.”

“Yeah, I’m a stranger from a strange land. I was afraid. I’m sorry.” The tears started again.

“Let’s get you upstairs. I can’t purr for you, but they can.” Jett’s voice went soft, as he put his free arm around me.

A low growl vibrated through the room, one that simultaneously overwhelmed me and made me gush. The scent of pine filled the room to the point of suffocation. My knees grew weak as fear washed over me.

Brennan.

“I’m sorry. I know I should have told you, but I didn’t know how you’d take it. Telling people weird stuff hasn’t gone well for me before. I didn’t know they were coming to take me.” Overwhelmed, I fell to his feet as pain shot through me.

He was also naked–his big cock right there . One with a whole bunch of barbell piercings.

For the love of baby Jesus, what was that?

“I wasn’t trying to hurt anyone,” I sobbed. “I don’t even remember what happened. They took my memories again. Please don’t be mad.”

“Evan’s shirt. You do that on purpose, don’t you?” Brennan’s voice grew rough and rumbling.

All I could do was cry as everything went fuzzy. “Please don’t hate me. I’ll even play Volkov the right way.”

“Oh fuck,” Jett whispered. “Do you really have a problem with bringing her upstairs, Honey? I guess I could bring her down to Spencer. I’m pretty sure she needs Wes, though.”

Brennan scooped me off the floor. “Grace, I don’t hate you. I’m not mad. Worried. Yes. Concerned. Yes. Do I have questions? Yes. Am I going to keep you from them? No.”

There was an almost hypnotic quality to his voice. Even though I didn’t mean to, I melted into his arms, as sobs continued to rack my body.

“Jett, grab all the waters you can. Evan’s going to fucking lose it.” Brennan started up the stairs, holding me to his bare chest. “Shit, you’re warm. But then you’ve been away from them for days. I should have fucking seen this coming, but I didn’t know you were back.”

“I’m sorry.” I whimpered as pain stabbed me again.

“It’s not your fault,” he assured.

“Spencer texted. I was a little afraid of telling them until she physically got here, given the state they’re in.” Jett followed with water bottles and snacks.

Brennan opened the door and the full force of their four scents and sex hit me. My body shattered as the pain intensified. My whimper turned into a whine, as the space between my thighs grew soaking wet.

The inside of the disheveled room was dim. It was small, round, and cozy, with a low ceiling, a stained-glass window, and filled with colors like saffron, cinnamon, and turmeric, making me feel like I was in a spice box. The ensconced lights on the warm brown walls gave everything a soft glow.

Evan panted as he laid face up in the nest of pillows and blankets, Wes fucking him. That beautiful sight made me gush so hard wetness trickled down my thighs.

“Wes…” It barely came out as my body shook. “Evan.”

Here. They were here.

Need overwhelmed me as I bit my lower lip to keep from moaning as Evan took Wes’ knot. Jett set the bottles and the snacks near the edge of the nest.

“Grace.” Wes’ voice broke as he stopped and looked at me.

“Alpha, don’t stop,” Evan moaned.

“Sorry, Babe,” Wes soothed, continuing to move. “Peaches.” He reached out to me with one hand, the other on Evan.

Brennan put me down and I stumbled into Wes, desperate and needy for everything he had to offer. Wes was naked and disheveled, dark blonde messy hair in his hazel eyes.