Resistant Omegas 5: Dewey by Joyee Flynn (book club suggestions TXT) 📕

when the wolfsbane was leaving my system. We would have always been on the run and I wouldn’t want that for us.”

“I agree. But do we want to be part of the inner circle or be mated with them?”

“I think we’ll just have to go with the flow and see how things progress. You’re getting along with them, right? I like them too. Tristan set it up so besides claiming you there’s no real rules and we can do what we want. So let’s get to know them and let things fall into place as it feels right.”

“Yeah, that’s cool. I do like them and we’ve been having fun. I can deal with a go-with-the-flow plan.” The moment I admitted that to Tag, my world seemed to stop spinning. “We can do this.”

“Yeah we can,” he agreed. “If nothing else, this time you get a choice, Dewey. You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“You know Omegas need an inner circle, Tag.” I snuggled up against him, letting his large frame comfort and protect me. “I choose you, my love. I’ll always choose you no matter if it means walking through hell to get to you. Adding two hot, sweet men to our bed isn’t what I’d call being in hell.”

“Me neither.” We shared a look that let me know he liked the idea just as much as I did. Good. We were on the same page… As always.

Chapter 7

“Hey, how are you feeling?” I asked Azyle a little while later when Taggart and I joined everyone back in the kitchen.

“Better but not best,” he admitted with a shrug. When I stared at him still he sighed and pulled the bag of frozen vegetables away that he had been holding against his face.

“Tag!” I exclaimed and raced over to Azyle. “You were too rough.” I plopped in Azyle’s lap, wincing when he groaned. “Sorry, I didn’t think you’d be hurt there too.”

“Someone landed a nice kick to my hip,” Azyle griped with no real malice. “I fell like a crash-test dummy.”

“Poor baby,” I cooed as I took the frozen veggies from him and tenderly touched his cheek. “You just need a hot soak and some TLC and you’ll be right as rain.”

“What about me?” Percy pouted. I bit my lower lip and glanced at Tristan.

“Got a tub big enough where I can take care of them both at once?”

“Yeah, in our master suite.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “You know they’re totally playing this up for the attention.”

“Yes, but they’re going to be my men now and I take good care of the people close to me,” I said quietly, hoping no one would freak out that I made the official decision. I was wrong.

“Really?” Azyle gasped. I nodded and suddenly I was spread out on the kitchen table as he used his bruised mouth to show me how much he liked the idea. “Ouch.” He went back to kissing me. “Ouch, sorry.” One more time. “Okay, fuck, that hurts.”

“Then you can kiss me when you’re better.” I giggled at his antics. “Let’s get you guys up in the tub and cleaned up so I can rub some salve on those bruises.”

“Whatever you say, baby,” Percy purred and then stood with a groan. “Damn, Taggart. I’d be scared to fight you when you weren’t holding back.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m already paying for it,” Tag said sullenly. “It wasn’t my idea to fight and I did my best to win without hurting you guys. Now Dewey’s upset with me and you guys are getting the special treatment.”

“I’m not upset with you, my love.” I helped Azyle stand and let him put his arm around my shoulders… Even if I really was too short for it. “You’re invited to the tub as well. And you get a blow job for being the winner and keeping us all together.”

A bright grin spread across his lips and out of the corner of my vision I saw him stick his tongue out at Percy who did the same back.

“But since I’m not a pedophile, anyone who acts like a child will be treated like one and not get any sex,” I threw over my shoulder as I walked through the kitchen door with Azyle.

I heard Tristan laugh first before everyone else joined in. Azyle leaned over so only I could hear what he wanted to say. “Nice one, Dewey. I love how quick and funny you are.”

“Are you happy that Tag’s going to be Alpha and I’ll be your Omega?”

“Yeah, baby. The more I get to know you the more glad I am we made the trip. I think we’re all a perfect fit.” His hand rubbed up and down my arm as we climbed up the stairs. Just as we got to the top, Percy and Tag finally decided to join us.

I thought about what Azyle said… And I agreed. Even the playful banter between Tag and Percy showed me that we were all of the same temperament. They had just had a dominance fight today and not even a few hours later they were sticking their tongues out at each other. There was no animosity or residual testosterone from the fight. It was simple, easy with all of us and I liked that.

“Where are you?” Percy asked when we got to the master suite bathroom. “Are you not okay with this? We can soak on our own, baby.”

“I’m here, just thinking,” I answered, starting with his first question. “Yes, this is fine. I was just thinking about something Azyle said. I like the fit of the four of us together.”

“And we’ve not even had sex yet to see how we fit,” Percy teased. I blushed and went to fill the tub. I bit my lip because I was also a little annoyed. I’d been just thinking we were on the same page and Percy’s making smart-ass comments when I was being serious. Maybe it was just his way but this