Page 42 of Follow Your Instincts (Fairview City Omegaverse)

Next up was a section devoted to pajamas and robes.

Letitia encouraged me to get some comfy pajamas for when my heat was just about to start, as well as a robe for easy transitions from the bath to the nest. She was so matter of fact, I could almost forget that these transitions would be happening in the middle of a days-long orgy.

There was another section, clearly of lingerie and high-end sex toys, but Leitita steered me clear of that. Clearly, she could tell that would put me over the edge of anxiety.

“Your pack said they want you to come back after the heat to pick out some new furniture and bedding for your suite, but they didn’t want to overwhelm you today,” she said finally and started leading me back to the front of the store.

Even though it had only taken a little over an hour, I felt like a wrung-out sponge from making so many decisions in such a short time.

The guys were waiting in a little sitting area near the front door. They all hopped up as we approached.

“Our delivery truck will be at your house within an hour,” Letitia said, consulting her watch. “Maggie, it was a genuine pleasure to meet you,” she said, turning to me. “Are you a hugger?”

“Yes,” I said, hugging her. “It was great to meet you, too. Thank you for everything.”

“Thank you,” Lachlan said, stepping up to shake her hand and discuss the bill.

Ben yanked me gently out of earshot and into a hug.

“Stop being nosy,” he said, and kissed me until he had my full attention.

He slid his hands down my waist to my hips and pulled them flush to his.

I felt his cock stirring against my thigh and whimpered into his mouth. “I missed you,” he said between kisses.

“Clearly,” I said, smiling despite my embarrassment. At least there were no other customers to see us groping each other.

“Don’t be greedy,” Soren said before stealing me into his embrace and kissing me thoroughly. I was lightheaded with the pleasure of being back with them, even if the time on my own had been a good thing, too.

“Friendly reminder that your private session will end in a few minutes,” Letitia called as Lahclan rejoined us.

“Let’s get you home,” Lucas said, interlacing his fingers with mine.

Everyone carried boxes and bags up the stairs to the nest and helped unload the linens, pillows, and sleepwear.

Lachlan and Soren helped put on the fitted sheet for the giant, floor-sized mattress, but when they started trying to put on pillowcases, I stopped them.

“Can you just… I can do this,” I said, snatching the pillows out of their hands.

Soren looked bemused, but Lachlan smiled knowingly, which just made me grouchier. Lucas and Ben exchanged brief looks from the doorway to the sunken room.

“Sorry,” I said, not sounding very apologetic. “I just really, really need to make sure the pillows are perfect.”

“You got it, baby,” Soren said, kissing my cheek before leaving the nest with Lucas and Lachlan.

“Can I stick around as long as I promise not to help?” Ben asked sweetly from the doorway where he was lounging.

“Fine, but no talking either,” I said, glaring at him. For some reason, the pillow arrangement of this room was now the most important thing in my life.

I wrestled the new squashy pillows into their covers and messed around with their placement until I was happy. I flopped down into the center of the mattress and wiggled into the new duvet.

“What are you doing?” Ben asked, laughing.

“It doesn’t smell right, it smells like nothing ,” I said. “Can you help me?”

“Yeah, but I’ll be right back,” he said, leaving me to wallow in my nest. He returned a few minutes later with an armful of shirts, leading Lachlan, who was also carrying a similar load.

“Stinky shirts,” Ben said, tossing them into the nest. “This should help with the smell problem.”

I grabbed the nearest one and took a deep inhale, moaning at the juicy watermelon scent.

I stuffed it into the mound of pillows and grabbed another, huffing in Soren’s grapefruit and hops.

Lachlan tossed in his load of shirts, and his and Lucas’s scents mixed in the air.

Like a gremlin, I stashed their dirty laundry all around the nest until it smelled right , like a mix of everyone.

I collapsed back in the center of the nest with a satisfied sigh.

“Permission to board, Captain?” Ben said from his perch near the door. Lachlan was behind him, smiling crookedly.

“Permission granted, as long as you don’t touch anything,” I said.

“I can’t touch anything ?” He said, flopping on the mattress next to me. “Not even the Captain?” He walked his fingers from my foot to my calf, up to my thigh.

“You can come in, too,” I told Lachlan, smiling now. “Sorry for the slight freakout. ”

Lachlan landed on the mattress on my other side with much more grace than Ben. He kissed my nose. “Nesting instincts are normal. So no apology necessary,” he said.

I sighed in contentment, basking in the feeling of accomplishment for creating a space I loved and felt comfortable in.

It smelled amazing now, especially with the two Alphas next to me.

I felt heat stirring inside me, and a flush broke out across my chest. It swept down my whole body and I gasped at the sudden need that coursed in its wake.

“You okay, sweetheart?” Ben asked, stopping the idle tracing of patterns on my inner thigh. I was gasping for air again.

Lachlan looked slightly alarmed. “Maggie, are you alright?”

I shook my head and stripped off the t-shirt I was wearing. “Hot,” I said simply. “So hot.” I felt like my skin was turning inside out again, like if I didn’t have someone’s cock in or around me in the next five seconds I was going to implode. I couldn’t articulate that at the moment.

“What can I get you? What do you need?” Lachlan asked.

“You,” I gasped and rolled on top of him.