Page 44 of Habibi: Always and Forever

ENSNARING THEIR HEARTS

RIVEN

S omething was going on with my little rabbit.

His scent was stronger than usual, perfuming the air with his sweet bakery smell and driving Reeve and me wild.

He was also nesting like crazy. He had come home with new blankets and body pillows nearly every day, not to mention he kept stealing our clothes directly out of the hamper before we could wash them.

I didn’t mind; Brynn could have anything he wanted of ours, but it did have me worried about what was going on.

“You think he’s going into heat again?” I asked Reeve.

We were sitting at the counter in our kitchen, watching while Brynn ran back and forth into his nest, arms filled with supplies he was hiding from us.

Reeve took a sip of his coffee and shrugged. “It seems like it, but he’s not supposed to have another one for months.”

“They’ve been off since those fuckers forced his heat.”

Even if it led to us meeting our fated mate, it still pained me thinking about everything those greedy assholes put Brynn through back at the prison. They made him bait, not caring about his life or any of the other poor omegas’ lives before him. Things could’ve ended up so much worse.

“True,” Reeve agreed, “Let’s go talk to him.” Reeve put his mug down and followed the sweet trail of our mate to his nest. Smiling, I quickly jumped off the barstool and hurried behind him.

The door to his nest was partially opened, so Reeve rapped his knuckles against it twice before pushing it open a little further so we could see our mate.

He was standing in the middle of his nest, wearing nothing but one of my t-shirts.

His toes on his bare feet curled into the soft mattress, his head slightly tilted in thought.

He looked so much like a rabbit then that it made me smile.

He must have known we were there—the bond would make sure of that—but he didn’t acknowledge us as he spun in a slow circle, talking quietly to himself and pointing out different portions of the space.

“Whatcha doing, sweetness?”

Brynn didn’t startle, which proved me right, and he was aware of our presence.

“Preparing.”

I glanced at Reeve, who shrugged. “Preparing for what?” I finally asked when Brynn didn’t volunteer any more information.

Finally, our omega stopped doing…whatever it was he was doing, and turned to us. His shoulders deflated. “I don’t know. I can’t stop the instinct that I need to do more for my nest.”

I was tired of hovering in the doorway, so I pushed past Reeve and closed the space until my omega was in my arms. Brynn immediately melted into my hold, just like always.

A low purr began rising in my chest as my wolf sensed Brynn’s stress.

Soon Reeve joined us and squeezed Brynn’s nape before kissing the top of his head.

“I know it’s early, but could you be going into heat? Laurent did say there was a chance that whatever they did to you could mess with your cycle for a while, not to mention getting off those street suppressants.”

Brynn made a face. “Probably. I haven’t had a normal heat in forever, so it’s hard to tell.

I was on the suppressants for ages, and then prison shitshow.

Then the last one came on so suddenly and strongly, but I was hoping that was only because my body was adjusting to it.

I’m not ready to go through that again.”

I frowned and looked at Riv over our mate’s head.

I hadn’t realized that Brynn struggled with his last heat, the only one we’d gone through so far in the safety and luxury of our cabin.

Maybe I should’ve realized it, because it was fucking intense, but my wolf was just so happy that we could properly care and protect Brynn, I hadn’t thought about much else.

Reeve was frowning as he tipped Brynn’s chin toward him. “If you’re worried, we could talk to Laurent about getting you in with an omega care doctor.”

Brynn shivered, “Ugh, I hate doctors.” I didn’t blame him. Growing up in the shifter slums and then the prison, I don’t think any of us had good experiences with doctors.

“Well this would be someone we could trust, not some asshole who is trying to rip off poor shifters.” Reeve pointed out.

Brynn’s fingers trailed along my shoulder and up my neck.

“I’ll think about it. Going to the doctor, I mean.

But later,” He looked up at us through hooded eyes.

I could smell the lust pouring off him in waves, “Now, though, I have a perfectly set up nest and two gorgeous mates at my disposal. I can think of other things way more important than my stupid heat schedule.”

I wasn’t sure I agreed, but Brynn stood on his tiptoes and his tongue flicked a trail along my collarbone, and all my other worries disappeared. Reeve hummed, and soon we were sandwiching Brynn in between our bigger bodies. Reeve sucked on our mating bites, resting proudly on our omega’s neck.

“I think that could be arranged, sweetness.” Reeve’s hand slid under Brynn’s shirt, caressing his smooth skin as he pulled it up over his head.

I cursed under my breath when I was greeted by Brynn’s perfect body and his tiny cock, since he wasn’t wearing underwear, already hard and dripping for us.

I circled my hand around it and ran my thumb over the tip, collecting precum. “Naughty little omega,” I told him before latching down onto his collarbone. “You really were gagging for it, weren’t you?”

Brynn moaned and tilted his head back, giving both of us more access. He tried to move his hips to get some friction where I was holding his cock, but Reeve had him pinned in a way he couldn’t move. Frustration and desire burned equally in his expression. “Alphas…”

“Fuck Riv,” Reeve said, a little awed, “Look at his hole. He’s soaked.”

I had to see. I quickly pecked Brynn’s lips before joining my Reeve as we admired the trail of slick leaking down our mate’s thighs. “Let us get a better look, sweetness.”

We helped Brynn down to his knees, and then on all fours in the middle of his nest. Immediately, he presented for us; face pressed into the soft blankets, legs spread and ass out and exposed.

I had no control when it came to Brynn, and before I even realized what I was doing, my fangs sank into one of his meaty cheeks.

Brynn screamed, and Reeve cursed, overcome with lust.

I was glad I was only wearing sweatpants because I easily pushed them down and exposed my painfully hard erection. Reeve did the same and then pushed two fingers inside our mate without fanfare. Me? Well, I licked a trail up his thigh, cleaning up all the extra slick.

“Fuck, little omega, you always taste so good. I’ll never get enough of this,” I told Brynn honestly.

Reeve was casually fucking Brynn’s hole with his two fingers, in and out at a leisurely pace that we knew from experience drove Brynn wild.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long before he was trying to fuck back on his fingers to get more.

I stopped that with a hand between his shoulder blades, holding him in place.

“None of that, love. Take what you’re given.”

“Unghh. Fuck. You.” Reeve and I laughed. “Need more. Need both of you! Fuck, please! I need your cocks!”

I stopped teasing my poor omega so I could have a silent conversation with Reeve.

While we’d talked about double penetration on more than one occasion, we still hadn’t done it.

I wasn’t even sure why; it just hadn’t happened.

But Brynn was begging for it now, and I couldn’t think of one good reason to deny him.

Reeve licked his lips, his canines fully extended and bright blue. His wolf was close to the surface. That made two of us. I could barely hold my wolf back.

“Easy,” I told it , “If you want Mate, you gotta let me handle this. You don’t want to hurt him.”

That had my wolf settling back enough that I could at least retract my claws and think about more than marking every inch of our mate’s body. Though that still sounded like a good fucking idea.

“Riv, lie down on your back. Brynn, ride your mate.”

“Thank the fucking goddess.” Brynn practically cried.

He hadn’t even finished his sentence before I was completely naked and lying on my back on the mattress in the nest. As soon as Reeve pulled his fingers out of Brynn, I had our omega in my arms and hauled him on top of me.

Brynn laughed, “A little eager, alpha?” He asked. I growled and curled my fingers in his hair, bringing him forward into a kiss. Brynn moaned softly into my mouth before completely melting into the kiss. He was straddling me now, his dripping cock rubbing up and down on my belly.

Reeve was there now too, once again sucking on Brynn’s neck as one hand squeezed his hip and the other teased his nipple. “Go on, baby. Sit on Riv’s dick.”

Both Brynn and I reacted to that, and then he was scrambling back, hissing as Reeve pinched his nipple again.

I held the base of my cock steady as our omega spread his cheeks and then speared himself on my cock easily.

Between the slick and how often we stretch him out, Brynn had no issues taking us. At least when it was only one of us.

I held onto his hip, my gaze hungry as he began to move his hips. “Open yourself up on me,” I told him, my voice more of a growl than anything.

“Fuck, feel so good, Riv,” Brynn told me. His hands were resting on my chest to help keep his balance, his hips moving in a way that was driving me wild.

“So do you. Love the way you strangle my dick.”

Reeve groaned. He was teasing Brynn’s rim, preparing him. “I’m going to add one of my fingers, tell me if it’s too much.” It was the only warning either of us got before Reeve breached Brynn’s hole, working a thick digit in along with my cock.