Page 50 of The Forgotten

“You’re probably right,” I murmur, slanting my mouth over Olivia’s as I kiss her hard. “Go load up on carbs and then come back, guys. Angel, what if Aled and I fill your pretty pussy together?”

“We don’t like him very much,” she pouts.

“Ugh, I don’t like when you both gang up on me,” Aled mutters, moving into her field of vision.

Maddox and Cai get up as if they’ve been fighting a war instead of helping Olivia through her heat. As they get closer, I see that they really are riddled in bruises and bites. Oh well. Serves them right.

“It’s not about me,” I say, licking up her heated skin. Olivia whines, her hand moving to her stomach as she’s wracked with pain, and Aled immediately purrs for her.

“You don’t have to accept me as your alpha for me to help you now,” Aled says, his hand smoothing her hair back off her forehead. Olivia melts for him, making me smile. She wants to be comforted, while still being very much conflicted over her feelings. I completely get that. “I am very sorry for my part in running scared when I found out who you were.”

Olivia breathes in his scent, and I can tell the way that the rejection settles over her. Tears fill her gaze, her bottom lip wobbles, and I’m filled with anxiety.

“Olivia,” I murmur.

“I wasn’t enough,” she whispers. “My scent blockers have completely worn off and it’s all hitting me. You, Maddox, and Cai. It’s coming from all angles.”

“You’re so much more than enough,” Aled growls. “I rescind my?—”

“Fuck you!” she screams.

“Don’t tell me what to do. You’ll get my dick soon enough,” he sasses back, making her lips twitch as her tears flow.

My arms stay wrapped around her as she cries, and I can tell the pain is ramping up for her.

“I rescind my rejection, Little Omega,” Aled finishes. “Accept it when you’re ready, but I’m not going anywhere. I ruined everything by letting fear get in the way. I never want to do that again. I think you’re so damn strong.”

“I’m not,” she gasps. “I’ve been running my entire life.”

“You didn’t run from us, you ran from the promise of what my father threatened you with,” Aled insists. “Olivia, you told us what the ramifications of being backed into a corner would be, and then followed through. That was our fault. We didn’t protect you better. Instead, we threw you to the wolf. Can you forgive me?”

“I don’t know,” she rasps. “Ow. Shit. Fuck, that hurts.”

“Okay, we’re tabling this,” Aled says easily, his eyes hooded with regret. Pulling off his clothes, he tosses them into the pile of blankets in the room. My brothers have made her a little nest without realizing it. The blinds are all drawn tightly, and the lighting is very dim.

I guess they’re not lost causes yet.

“I want to hold you,” Aled says. “My brothers may have agreed to your demands, but I won’t. I want to snuggle my omega.”

“Not yours,” she complains, allowing me to unwind her legs.

“Mmhmm,” he murmurs, picking her up without allowing her feet to touch the ground. Her arms wrap around his neck, and he scent marks her cheek. “Please continue to protest, Baby Girl. I got time. What do you need?”

Sniffling, she winces as I watch her decide her next move. Now she feels bad demanding his cock when he’s being so sweet to her.

“Just tell him,” I chuckle, stepping out of my shoes and socks before stripping out of everything else. I add them to her nest, watching as she blushes.

Aled walks over to the nest laying down with her draped over his body. He makes sure that his cock drags through her pussy lips as he does, playing dirty as she whimpers.

“Use your words,” I remind her, settling between their thighs. Not a complete monster, I spread her ass cheeks wide before I begin to lick up her arousal.

I love the way she tastes. I’m unbothered by the fact that she’s full of cum, and I dive in as she writhes and moans.

“I want you two to fuck me,” she gasps.

“I’ll happily make love to you, fill your puffy, pink pussy with my cock, and share the space with Gareth,” Aled croons, kissing her.

My head pops up as I blink owlishly at him. Aled is my alpha. He has his softer moments, but our relationship is typically rough and tumble.