Page 23 of Dream Mates (Into The Parallel Omegaverse #2)

That made me pause. I’d never truly considered that. Being apart from your mate for so long could be deadly for an omega. It was probably due to the strangeness of their bond. I was still unsure of how you could actually bond a mate in your dreams.

Jett took the plates and nodded toward the table. Grabbing the bourbon, I took a seat at the wooden table.

“That plate is mild. You won’t like this one.” Grinning, Jett pulled one of the plates to him.

I chuckled. His tolerance for spice was much greater than mine.

“Are you okay with Grace staying? If she stays, things are going to change.” I bit into a wing, which despite being mild was still a bit spicy for me, but not unbearably so.

“What is the real question, because we know Grace leaving isn’t an option?” Jett gave me a look as he took my glass and drained it.

True.

“This heat was a lot. Are you okay? I’m worried about how hard it was on you,” I admitted. It had been fierce, and there were a few times where I’d lost control. Usually, I didn’t allow myself to let go.

Jett’s hand covered mine. “It was a lot. I’m exhausted mentally, physically, and emotionally.

But I’ll be okay, and I appreciate your worry.

I’m guessing a lot of the ferocity of this heat was driven by Evan and Wes watching Grace get taken away.

It probably won’t usually be that intense, even with her joining us. ”

I toyed with my wing. “True. But Evan and Grace feeding off each other like that–that will probably be normal. She fucking spiked, which I didn’t know she could do.”

“She didn’t know she could do that.” Jett shrugged. “Her doc was no help. Basically, she was like See what happens and report back. Grace probably doesn’t even know what a spike is.”

Shit. “She might not. Is that why Evan is always making her watch videos?”

“Yeah. The little she knows about alphas was courtesy of teenage dream Wes.” Jett snorted, rolling his eyes.

“Oh fuck.” I laughed. While my sister and I went to private alpha summer camps, Wes just had what the school provided us, and his alpha family members.

“Her in the nest during his heats changes things. I didn’t really consider how much,” I admitted.

Or that her reactions would be that female-omega-like.

“I’m still okay with it. It was different, but it wasn’t a bad different. I could get used to it.” Jett devoured another wing.

“What did you think of lady ass? I forgot to ask earlier,” I joked, since he’d talked with me ahead of time about possibly acting out Evan’s fantasy of the two of them taking Grace together.

“While vagina is still not my favorite, I have to admit, lady ass felt pretty nice, especially feeling Evan through her. Mmmm.” Jett licked his lips.

I took another sip of bourbon. “It was a pretty sight, her between the two of you.”

“And when Wes joined Evan inside her, fuck me. She is so fucking responsive. Fucking wasted on Wes. At least Spencer will appreciate it.” He laughed and devoured another wing.

“True. Though Wes being her scent match really does tell me a lot about her.” Which circled back into me not knowing how to care for her.

“So does Spencer being so into her.” Jett’s eyebrows waggled.

I rolled my eyes. “What Spencer likes and what I like are very different.”

“Yeah, but seeing you fuck her gave me dirty ideas.” He grinned and swiped one of my wings.

“Are you okay with that? That I fucked her? I know you mentioned being fine with it, but I wanted to check in.” I worried that in the thick of things I overstepped. I’d reacted on instinct.

“Of course I’m okay with it. That look on her face undid me.” He grinned. “Now I have this fantasy of her being tied up and on her knees in the playroom as you fuck her mouth until she shatters.”

Fuck, I could see it. Totally at our mercy–and Evan wouldn’t be allowed anywhere near her. She’d be ours and ours alone. With Jett’s hand around her throat…

“That’s probably only in your dreams,” I told him. “ Wes is her scent match. And she’s not very good at sucking cock.”

“But she has enthusiasm and follows directions. It could be what she needs. After all,” his voice grew soft as he squeezed my hand, “it was for you.”

Though those were different circumstances. I’d been injured in an accident, she’d been intentionally harmed. Tying her up was probably never going to happen–and that was fine.

“If you want to give it a go, I’m not going to stop you. But I’m not sure I want that kind of relationship with her,” I admitted.

Though I might want to watch. They did look nice together.

“No?” He smirked.

“What would we do with two of them?” I rolled my eyes. I was actually glad Spencer was interested in Grace. Not just because it meant that he was finally ready emotionally for someone else, but because Wes was floundering trying to balance both Evan and Grace’s needs.

“Because it would be so bad to have one that actually listens?” Jett joked.

“Good girls aren’t my thing.” I shrugged as I finished the last wing.

Jett smirked. “Good girls can still be a good time. But I get it if you’re not into Grace like that. Most of my fascination is because of Evan’s fantasies.”

“I can imagine.” I rubbed my temples.

“Are you okay with what happened?” Jett scooted close to me and put an arm around me. “After all, as beautiful as it was, I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Me either,” I admitted. “But she was in pain, and Wes-the-dumbass didn’t even notice.

But I was with Caroline through years of her heats.

Wes was just involved in a couple. I don’t think he realizes that female omegas are different during their heats than male omegas.

Female omegas need to be knotted. Male omegas are just driven to fuck and be fucked.

” Because alpha females had locks, special pussy muscles, that clamped down on a dick.

“Not that Grace was in heat or is an actual omega but…” I hit the table in frustration, because the problem was I didn’t regret it one bit. “Fuck.”

I should regret it. Never could I open myself up to a woman again after what Caroline did to me.

Jett climbed onto my lap and put his arms around me. “It’s okay, Honey. She was in pain? Though I did smell her need–and I heard that whine.”

“Yeah.” I could still almost taste it in the back of my throat. “With females it’s so much worse. She was really unsettled, which was probably a lot of it. I… I just couldn’t sit back and let her hurt.”

That whine. The look on her face.

His hand cupped my face. “Well, of course not. No one would want anyone in the nest to need or hurt or be unsatisfied.”

Which was why we had the rules we did. It was actually mostly for Jett. The last thing I’d ever want is for him to feel that he wasn’t enough because he didn't have a knot. Especially because we could do it without sacrificing what Evan required of us.

“Her body was so greedy, so wanting, and I just couldn’t let…” My voice broke.

He wrapped his arms around me. “You were just doing what you do–caring for us. It’s okay to care for her, too.”

“I don’t want to make it weird.” I knew she wanted to talk about it tonight, but I wasn’t ready for that conversation.

“Then don’t. Still, I’m keeping the image of your piercings sinking into that ass one-by-one as you lowered her down your cock in my spank bank.” Jett grinned and stole a kiss.

Same. Being in her ass with Evan and Wes in her pussy had felt amazing. And she’d taken it so well. Such a good girl.

Which was why she should stay far away from me outside of the nest.

“We should have Evan assign Wes a video.” Jett snorted.

“We should. But you’re okay? What do you need?” My fingers trailed his neck, lingering on his bite mark.

“Those couple extra days here will help. I was able to get off work without a problem. Okay, I owe Cam, but I feel like I always owe her and Lexi. I could use a few more naps like today.” His eyebrows waggled and a wave of lust hit me.

“Mmmm, that was delightful.” My lips trailed down his neck. I really did want to focus on him and make sure he had as much time alone with me as he needed. Grace would help occupy Evan.

“I worry about you overdoing it,” I added. His body was different.

Though Grace’s body took everything like an omega.

“Naw, I’ll just swipe more fizzies from Grace. Fuck, why did no one ever tell me they made all sorts of lotions and potions for sore bits?” Jett frowned.

I blinked. “What are you talking about?”

“ Evan has been giving Grace these fancy little bath fizzies they make for omegas that soothe your sore parts. He’s known this whole time and never been like Jett, that was intense, wanna try?

But Grace comes to me with a whole fucking treasure chest of shit from the Center and a bashful look on her face, and was like If I’m sore, you are too.

Need anything? That fizzy was amazing. I should totally punish Evan for never offering, especially since he gets boxes of them free from his work,” he said in a tone that was only partially serious.

“It probably never dawned on Evan that you’d even use a bath fizzy. And well, it’s probably one of those omega mysteries and Grace doesn’t know better. It was kind of her to think of you.”

“Yeah, it was, though it was probably because I shared my drugs.” His grin widened.

“You did not.” I made an exasperated noise. “What did you give her?”

Jett rolled his eyes. “Just the same shit I give you before your mom’s parties. Only I bought omega-sized doses because I wasn’t sure if cutting yours in half would still be too much for her.”

“Oh. It was nice of you to get her special ones.” Those were nothing. Even Wes used those once in a while.

“She was scared, even though Evan explained things to her. Of course, now I understand why. Grace had no references. She’s probably never even seen any heat porn.” He put his head on my shoulder.

“I should punish her for breaking a house rule, but how do I even do that?” I sighed, rubbing my forehead.

Jett’s eyebrows waggled. “I have ideas.”

“I mean ones I actually could do without harming her,” I toyed with his hair. “The only one I can think of would probably be too intense.”

His eyes lit up. “Are you going to tell me?”

“It involves you holding her while I make her come,” I replied.

“Hard and forcefully. One after another, not stopping even when she begs me to. No, I’d keep going until her body simply can’t take anymore and shatters in your arms–and then you get a turn, while I pin her down, and you’d be just as unrelenting. ”

His scent got sweet with arousal. “Oh, I could see her face. Mmmm. She’d probably understand after.”

“Yeah, but I’m not going to do that.” It would be very intimate. I’d also probably enjoy it way too much.

“Honestly, I think it’s fine that you just warned her this time. Good snack?” He gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“It was very tasty. Thank you so much for making it for me.” I wrapped my arms around him and brought him to me.

Evan might be my omega, my heart, but Jett was my soul, the glue that kept me together.

“We should probably clean up the kitchen and go back to bed.” I kissed the top of his head.

Jett nuzzled my neck. “Yes, but maybe not go back to sleep?”

I made a little growl of delight as his words went straight to my cock. “Only if you’re up for it.”

Jett pressed his lips to mine, giving me a long kiss that tasted of too-spicy chicken. “I’m up for anything with you.”

My everything. I kissed him back. “You and I always.”