Teaching Their Omega novel · Chapter 13 of 24

Chapter 13: Heat One

Declan kicked the cabin door shut behind us with me still in his arms.

The pond cabin was one room and a stove and a bed, and it smelled of cedar and cold ash.

I smelled none of it.

I smelled him, clean soap and pencil shavings and a hot thread of Alpha under that, and it made my mouth water.

"Put me down," I said.

He set me on my feet in front of the woodstove.

My knees went out at once, and he caught me by the elbows.

"Sorry," I said. "It comes in waves. The first hour is the worst."

"You told me what to do," Declan said. His voice was tight. "In the truck. Say it again."

Rhett was on the porch behind the glass, stacking the water and the food and the bag of supplies from my clinic days.

He lifted a hand to say he would give us the room, and I shook my head.

"Rhett. Inside. Lock the door."

He came in and locked it, and the bolt went home.

"Here is the lesson," I said.

I was already pulling my cardigan over my head, and my fingers shook on the buttons of my shirt.

"For three days I am going to want one thing, and I'm going to want it badly."

"Declan, you're first, because I said so. Rhett, you sit on the bed and you watch, and you wait until I call you."

"Yes, teacher," Rhett said, and the laugh had no room in it.

"Both of you, undress."

They did.

Declan folded his shirt first, out of habit, and then looked at the neat square in his hands and dropped it on the floor.

I saw that and loved him for it.

He stood there in the stove light, lean and pale.

With his cock already hard and heavy against his stomach and a flush down his chest.

Rhett peeled off his flannel and his jeans and sat on the edge of the iron bed.

Broad and huge, his hair loose around his shoulders, his eyes on me.

I stepped out of my jeans and my underwear.

The inside of my thighs were slick to the knee.

Declan made a low, hurt sound.

"Is that for me?" he asked.

"All of it," I said. "On your knees."

He went down on the braided rug in front of me, waiting his whole life for the order.

I put one foot on the low chest beside the stove, and opened myself to him.

"Look at me," I said. "Look at what it does."

"God, Lowen."

"Use your mouth."

He put his face between my legs and licked me from my entrance to my clit in one long stroke, and I grabbed his hair.

"Yes. That. Again."

He did it again.

He had learned my body on the teacher's desk, and he used every bit of it, a flat tongue.

Then the tip circling, then a hard suck on my clit that made my vision go white.

My heat roared up to meet him.

Every nerve I owned was raw and bright, and the slick ran down his chin and into his mouth.

He moaned into me as if I tasted like the first food he had ever been given.

"You taste," he said against my skin, "I can't describe it. I'll need a new word."

"Don't talk. Eat."

He ate.

He slid two fingers inside me, curled them, and found the place Rhett had found in the Grange.

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