eighteen
XYLO
Nala’s eyes are clearer than they have been in days as she settles back against my chest in the bath. Zahria helped me carry her in here and then told me to spend some time with our Omega uninterrupted. After seeing how in tune they were with her heat, I’m glad I didn’t fall under the same haze. Making sure Nala was fed and that she slept made me feel important.
Feeling her clench around my cock as I fucked into her isn’t an experience I’ll easily forget. Or the way she’s currently rocking against me, my cock stuffed into her pussy as she comes one last time. The scent of her heat is gone, Nala still wide-eyed and soft-voiced as she takes what she needs.
I don’t have a knot but at this moment, she doesn’t need one. She just needs me. I reach around to pinch at her nipples, Nala’s back arching forward as she lets out a little gasp of pleasure. Then she sags against me seconds later, dragging out my release as well. “You feel amazing, love. Your heat was perfect. You were perfect.” I can feel the way our words make her feel—the praise makes her more confident and sure of herself. Leaning forward, I rub my cheek against her temple, coating her in my scent.
“It’s over,” she whispers. “Right? It’s over.”
“Yeah, love. I think it is. Just getting you cleaned up before we rest a little more.”
“’Mmm, day is it?”
I laugh at the jumbled words coming out of her mouth. “Monday, I believe.” I gather her up in my arms and sit her on the edge of the tub before standing and pulling the plug to drain the water. Nala is on the edge of sleep, her eyes half-lidded but I know she’ll sleep better after an actual shower. She allows me to pull her to her feet as I turn on the heated spray, our Omega leaning against my chest for support.
“I was okay?”
“You were perfect. 10/10 would do again.”
Laughter falls from her bruised lips. “Nobody says that, Xylo.”
“Got you to laugh, though, didn’t it? Let’s get you clean and then we can sleep longer. And yes, we’ll all be right there with you.”
I grab the bar of soap just as she says words no Omega should have to. “Thank you for staying.”
“I wouldn’t dream of leaving. None of us. Not because of your scent or anything else. And whatever demons you think you’re hiding, I can assure you they aren’t scary enough to run us off. We’re not leaving, Nala.”