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“Nobody cares? Great, glad I wasted my breath,” Carver mutters.

“Not this heat, but we all want to sink our teeth in,” I assure her, coming up to kneel at her side.

“Really?” Mel whispers, turning her head to mine. Her lower lip wobbles, and it’s very difficult not to bite into it.

“Absolutely. Now relax and let us worship you.” I pull her mouth to mine as Oliver growls and his scent floods the air.

My nose wrinkles. I’d much rather smell more of Melody’s perfume.

Her tongue teases mine and all thought bleeds away. The kiss grows desperate as she claws at my shoulder and the fog smacks me with full force.

Chapter Thirteen

Carver

The fucking continues for so long that I’m vaguely impressed. I mean, if watching Mel get plowed from fifty different directions by someone who isn’t me counts as impressive.

Which it doesn’t.

Bitter? I’m not bitter. Maybe a little jaded and a whole lot on edge from lack of sleep, but I’m definitely not envious.

What I am is seriously questioning how the fuck I ended up here.

My eyes dance around the room as the power flickers a few times and eventually goes out completely. Isn’t that just the icing on the shit-cake of my day?

It’s only a few minutes later that Miller and Nik get a phone call that they’re needed.

From where I’m lying it looks like Miller’s knot is still swollen inside her. He’s awake, spooning her from behind and running his hand over her lower stomach like he’s willing his baby bullets to be the one to fertilize her egg.

I chuckle, shaking my head.

Alphas and omegas are un-fucking-real.

Melody is sucking Nik’s cock while she sleeps, and that would be enough for me to tell whoever the hell it is something along the lines ofbest of luck. Figure that shit out yourself.

Which is probably why I’m not the boss. He carefully pulls his still-hard cock from her mouth. I’m a little shocked that he doesn’t seem pissed to be called away from the nest.

I wonder if that means her heat is coming to an end?

The backup generators do come on like they’re supposed to, but I overhear Nik talking. Apparently there’s a problem with one of the elevators.

Miller and Nik briefly talk it out, but they’ve got no choice except to sober up and handle it.

Miller eventually pulls free of her pussy. I fight the undeniable urge to slide up behind her and make sure she’s content.

They spend the better part of ten minutes trying to wake Oliver before deciding it’s a useless endeavor.

We’ve known there was a Nor’easter on the way. I’m pretty sure my bosses forgot that fact somewhere around the second or third day of rut. The hotel is pretty well insulated, but the few times I went for food and drinks, it was clearly coming down out there.

I’m stretched out across the end of the mattress, but my eyes fly up as Nik hovers over me.

“If she wakes up...” He sighs heavily. “We’re trusting you to take care of her.”

I frown.

I’m barely capable of taking care of myself most days.

“I’m sure they’ll figure out how to get that guy out of the elevator without you. Actually, why don’t I go handle that?” I move to push myself up.