Faith & the Dead End Devils (Sweet Omegaverse, #8)(39)

"She's not taking you anywhere," Chance said. "Not unless you wanted to leave. She's only asking ‘cause she's worried about you locked up here with alphas."

"Exactly," Molly said with a nod. "I trust King, but you have options. I would find you options."

"I want to be here. With Bear and Chance," I said.

Molly paused, but nodded. "Okay. There is evidence that an omega heals up much better with a trusted alpha on hand. Purring alone is great for an omega's blood pressure."

"Bear can barely stop around her," Chance said, and Molly's lips twitched.

"Good," Molly murmured. "Now, back to the heat. Are you covered for birth control?"

I stiffened and blinked. "I…I don't know. I was on birth control before, but I don't know…how long. And they gave me shots, but I don't know what for."

Molly frowned at that. "I would need a blood sample to tell, but I don't want to create unnecessary risk. And I don't want to double you up. "

"Bear told me he had a vasectomy," I whispered, blushing at the memory of the discussion. But I was glad it hadn't needed to come up the night before.

"I'll use condoms, unless there's something else I should do," Chance said.

Molly stared at us briefly, then glanced at the door. Was she wondering about King?

"I can get you a shot too, if you want one," she said to Chance.

With the focus off of me for the moment, I cuddled into Chance's side as they discussed the offer and he requested to be tested.

"I've been careful, but I don't want to assume…former partners have," Chance said.

"I can handle that for you easily. That should cover us for now. Please don't hesitate to have the guys contact me if you have any worries. I'll work with you, I promise. Nothing you're uncomfortable with," Molly urged.

I nodded and softened into Chance's side, marking him with another press of my cheek. "Thank you."

Molly sighed and rose up from her chair. "I'm gonna have a quick word with them before I head out."

Chance waited until she'd walked out to twist and kiss my forehead. "You did good."

I hummed in his arms, following eagerly as he pulled me onto his lap. It was our first moment alone since the night before, and I wanted to fall back onto King's couch and drag Chance over me, let all three of the men's scents mingle into a reassuring combination as I begged for another of Chance's gentle kisses.

"I feel like such a coward," I admitted under my breath.

"You're the absolute opposite, birdy," Chance said, tipping my chin up.

I smiled, eyes shut, and the last line of tension on my forehead was brushed away by his mouth. "My name's Faith," I whispered. "I told Bear last night too."

Chance paused, his lips grazing over mine. "Brave Faith," he murmured.

The door opened again, and I ignored the heavy footsteps as I arched into those soft lips, Chance's kiss like gentle breezes, now accompanied with hungry wet flicks of his tongue. I dug my fingers into his shoulder, wanting to drag him on top of me, chase that hunger until his feather touches were deep and feeding my own cravings, but I also enjoyed this careful embrace.

"We’d better clear out before King gets back," Bear said from above.

Chance paused and I pulled away from the kiss, blinking. "Can we go outside?"

"’Course we can. I got another surprise for you yesterday," Bear said. I arched an eyebrow, and he grinned at me. "Trust me. You'll like this one too."





16. CHANCE





Bear and I sat on the painted metal picnic table in the shade of the clubhouse, watching Faith float in the cheap kiddie pool Bear had purchased. I fought the grin that wanted to claim my features as I recalled her giving me her name, her little unconscious whimpers as I kissed her. She trusted me. She wanted me. As if I were an alpha, like Bear.

Faith arched in the water, showing off the deliciously small black bikini Bear had gotten her, and I figured this surprise was as much for us as it was for Faith. I was the lucky asshole chosen to coat her in sunscreen, my greedy hands finding her sensitive, ticklish places, and the spots that made her perfume bloom. I cataloged the information for later.

"Big difference in a few days," Bear murmured, smiling softly and swigging back his beer.

I hummed my agreement, trying to see the bundle of terror and bones we'd found in the back of that cargo van. Watching her fight that fear, conquer it as she’d spoken to Molly, had filled me with a pride that didn't feel rightly mine. I was claiming it anyway. This girl was mine, as long as she kept reaching for me.

Bear had also bought Faith a floaty tray, and today she'd let me help her pick out her food and arrange it to her liking. It was such a small gesture, but the trust behind it was heady.

"She's eating better," I said.

"Doesn't choke on her pills either," Bear said, obvious pride puffing his chest.

"Walking a little bowlegged after—"

Bear barked out a laugh and Faith flapped an arm, glancing in our direction before softening back into the water.

"She needs a pack," Bear said, lowering his voice.