Page 135 of Queen Of Clubs
“Quick, get off the bed,” I say in a rush. “Before she grabs the sheet and you're the one getting thrown off.”
“The sheet? What the hell are you talking about.” He looks at Jade. “Jade, baby, are you okay?”
“Hey!” I shout as my fucking omega de-pants me! She literally rips my boxers off my damn ass.
“Need these,” she mutters and tugs them off my ankles. I fall back, landing on top of the bed with a grunt.
“Seriously, woman!” I shout at her, and then swing my gaze over to Everett. “See, she’s nuts!” Everett gives me a grin. “This isn’t funny! Someone’s body snatched our omega. We should take her to the doctor. Maybe she’s having some kind of mental break.”
“She’s not having a mental break,” Zane corrects as he walks into the room. He’s dressed in a T-shirt and running shorts, with Calvin behind him, dressed in the same. Guess they went for a morning run on the beach.
“How do you know?” I put my hands on my hips as if I’m not standing there naked.
Zane raises a brow as he sweeps his eyes over my body, and my damn dick betrays me.
Zane then looks over to Calvin, and they share a secret grin. “Because...” Calvin answers. “She’s nesting.”
“Nesting?” I blink at him confused. “But, like, omegas only do that when they’re about to go into heat, right?”
“Not really,” Everett says. “Sometimes if they’re stressed, they nest to make themselves a safe place.”
“But... she’s not stressed, is she? She’s seemed pretty relaxed to me.”
“She has been,” Everett agrees. “So, she’s not nesting for that reason.”
“Are you telling me she’s about to go into heat?” I ask, my voice in a slight panic. “How? She’s on suppressants.”
“About that...” Zane blinks.
“What did you do?” I growl.
He gives Calvin a look again. “She wanted babies, we did too. We thought we would help the process along.”
“Do not tell me you sabotaged her birth control suppressants!” Everett demands.
“Okay, then we won’t tell you,” Zane replies.
“Fucking hell, Zane!” Everett shouts as he gets out of bed and storms over to get into Zane’s face. “We’re not fucking done with the tour! We have at least two weeks and most of them are packed with back-to-back shows!”
“We thought it would take a few weeks to wear off!” Zane shouts back. “It shouldn’t have worked this fast!”
“Well, it did, and now she’s about to go into fucking heat. We’re going to be out for at least a week. We’re going to have to cancel shows. This is going to be a big fucking mess!”
“Enough,” Calvin barks. “We are not going to be turning on each other right now. Look, what’s done is done, fighting about it isn’t going to change anything. I’ll make some calls, and we’ll figure everything out. But the fact is, it looks like Jade is going to be starting her heat. And with how intense her nesting seems to be, it’s going to happen soon.”
“I’m going to check on her,” Zane says. He turns around to leave, but Jade comes into the room first.
She passes him and moves over to the basket of dirty clothes. She lifts it to her nose and smells, a whine drifting from her lips, and when she turns back to leave again, she sees Calvin and Zane.
Blinking a few times, she drops the basket and steps up to the guys. My eyes widen in shock as she leans into Zane and sniffs him. She lifts up on her tip-toes and shoves her face into his neck. He grabs her hips to steady her, and then she licks up his sweaty throat and moans.
“Fucking hell, Trouble,” Zane groans as she starts to suck and nip at his neck.
Her perfume starts to fill the room, and the semi I was sporting becomes rock solid, and we all let out low growls. She smells so fucking good, and her scent is so much stronger than normal. I feel like my balls are about to burst.
“Jade, Darling,” Calvin says as he lifts his hand to her forehead. “You're burning up, baby.”
Jade whimpers, rubbing her face against Zane’s neck.