This was harder than expected, waiting for our omega to call us. The waiting disturbed Jackson. He wanted to go to her. But when he popped his head into the room, Tilly hissed as she messed around with the blankets and got herself ready. He told me she appeared to be in a world of her own and he knew we had to wait.
“Luca.” It was my name, but her voice was high-pitched and differed from her normal soft tone. We ran to her.
She laid on the bed in a fetal position, curling her knees to her chest, swathing her legs with her tight hold as she buried her face.
“Luca cuddle me,” she said.
I hustled behind her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and pulling her close to me. She sighed as the coiled tension ebbed from her body.
“Do you want me to stay?” I asked.
She didn’t answer, but she took my hand, placed it between her breasts and laced her fingers over mine. We laid there in silence as her breathing got lighter and calmer.
The bedroom door opened, and Tilly’s nose twitched, but she remained quiet.
Jackson strode to the other side of the bed, kneeling in front of her on the floor. He brushed his hand over her hair, his thumb grazed her cheek, and she leaned into his touch.
I knew what she was feeling and knew what she needed. But before I had a chance, Jackson cupped her cheeks in his palms and gently kissed her lips. She whimpered at his touch and Jackson blinked his eyes tight. Her perfume was seeping and her legs were trembling. Unable to help myself, I kissed her neck, and she pushed her head, chasing for more.
“Please, I need something. I can’t fight it any longer.”
Jackson kneeled onto the bed and my nerves fired at all angles as I still wondered how this would feel. I’d never taken an omega through her heat, but I’d never had sex with an omega before her. How was I going to feel if she decided this pack wasn’t for her? When this pack believed fate was bringing her to us. Yes, Cruz practically stalked her for over six years, starting before she presented as an omega.
He always knew. I felt so bad for him right now.
I stared at the bed as Jackson helped Tilly, my gaze turning to Cruz, who stood at the door.
“Kiss me,” she whispered to Jackson.
Jackson nodded. His hand lifted her chin, and he gave her a loving kiss. “We will get you through this.”
She turned to Cruz, who still stood at the door. They locked eyes for too many seconds as I willed her to talk.
He raised one hand before he turned and walked out of the door. “Help her,” he said as the door quietly shut behind him.
Tilly sucked back air, her eyes dropped. “Ask him to come back.”
“You can go to him when you need to,” Jackson said, turning her face to his as he pushed his lips on hers.
“I need him now,” she said, her voice high and whiny. She was getting too close.
“We’re here to help you get through it. That’s all of us,” I said, taking my jacket off and laying it over the chair at the side. “Whatever you need.”
Tilly moaned as Jackson laid her back and kissed her jaw, over her cheek, to her lips and lower until his mouth latched around one of her nipples and the other squeezed in his hand.
“Luca,” Tilly hissed. Her hand pulled me closer as I neared the bed. “Clothes off, Luca.”
I had to laugh at her sudden turnaround. She was pure omega. “We can look after you,” I said.
“I’d like that,” Tilly said. “You are my pack.”
I smiled at Jackson. “Let us look after you tonight.”
“Where’s Cruz?” she asked, turning her face to the door.
I locked eyes with Jackson. He sighed as he turned back to Tilly. “He’ll be back soon.”