All Chapters of The Nerdy Omega’s Three Protectors : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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feelings and emotions

The day blurred into a haze of careful devotion. Jordan, Macmillan, and I moved around Aiden like a well-coordinated unit, making sure he never wanted for anything. We kept the room cool but comfortable, brought him water and light snacks when his heat allowed him to eat, wiped the sweat from his fevered skin, and took turns holding him through the waves that left him trembling and needy. Jordan was steady and gentle, murmuring reassuring words when he got emotional while he massaged Aiden’s aching muscles. Macmillan used his calm presence like a balm, reading softly to him during the quieter moments or simply letting Aiden curl into his lap. I stayed close, my hands always finding some way to touch him, stroking his hair, pressing kisses to his temple, reminding him with every breath that we had him.By nightfall, the heat had drained him emotionally as much as physically. We were all tangled together on the big bed when a new feeling hit him. Aiden’s breathing changed first, sh

We are here for you

JordanI woke before anyone else.For a long moment, I stayed completely still, unwilling to disturb the peaceful scene around me. The first rays of dawn slipped through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Yesterday had been filled with tears, fear, sex and heartbreak, but this morning felt better, he looked at peace. Aiden was still asleep between us, exactly where he’d fallen asleep the night before. His breathing was slow and even, the tension that had haunted his face last night was finally gone. One of Macmillan’s arms rested loosely around his waist, while Orlando lay on his other side with a hand still protectively draped over him, as though he’d refused to let go even in his sleep. I was close enough that our shoulders touched, and every steady breath Aiden took eased something tight inside my chest.Yesterday had scared me more than I wanted to admit. Watching him break down, hearing him speak about himself with so little kindness, had been painful in a way

Macmillan

Aiden's POV So far yesterday, the heat has been subtle, I wasn't feeling too hot neither was I needy.However, just as I was about to rejoice and pat myself on the back for how I was handling now, the heat crashed over me like a relentless wave, fiercer than the first two combined. Every inch of my skin burned, hypersensitive to the lightest brush of the sheets against my body. My cock throbbed painfully hard, leaking steadily onto my stomach, but it was nothing compared to the aching emptiness deep inside me. My tight asshole clenched around nothing, pulsing with desperate need. I wanted, no I needed to be filled, stretched, claimed. Not just fucked, but held. Cradled. Someone strong to wrap around me while they buried themselves so deep I could feel them for days.I was writhing on the bed, fingers slick with my own arousal as I tried to reach back and finger myself, when the door opened. Macmillan stepped in, his broad frame filling the doorway, eyes darkening instantly as they

Home sweet home? For the first time in of my life, yes!

Aiden's POV It was finally over, I didn’t feel like I was burning from the inside out. I lay there in the tangled sheets of the beach house bed, staring at the ceiling, and just breathed. No desperate need clawing at my skin. No overwhelming wave of emotions threatening to pull me under. Just… me. Aiden. Exhausted, sore, and utterly drained, but myself again.A soft groan escaped me as I stretched. Every muscle protested. The heat season had taken everything, my energy, my sanity, and apparently, my ability to walk without wincing. The sex, the emotions, the constant cycle of need and release… it all crashed over me in retrospect like a tidal wave I had barely survived.I heard movement in the kitchen. Low voices. My three boyfriends.Jordan, Macmillan, and Orlando had been incredible through it all, but I knew they were as exhausted as I was. They’d finally be able to rest now. Until next month, anyway, I guess, since it's what the Glaciana said. The thought made me smile and w

Jealousy was an understatement

Orlando's POV "So, boys," Macmillan's dad started, his voice warm and steady, "care to tell me what Aiden was going through?" I shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, feeling uncomfortable because it felt strange to be sitting freely in the same space with a parent who wasn't breathing down your neck or detecting your life. The question hung in the air, and I wasn’t sure if it was okay to talk about our boyfriend with his dad… or if I simply didn’t know how to open up to a parent. My throat felt tight, the words lodged somewhere behind my ribs. "He was going through heat, Dad," Macmillan replied casually, leaning back in his chair as if discussing something ordinary, as if he wasn't discussing his life with a parent. His dad raised an eyebrow, the lines on his face deepening with genuine curiosity. "What is that? I don’t think it’s the normal thing we feel when the sun is scorching hot outside." The man’s voice held a gentle rumble of interest, like he truly wanted to understand Aid

My happiness?

Orlando's POVI had left Macmillan's house earlier than I intended, because I couldn't bare it. I had been gone for three days and my parents didn't bother to text to inquire if I was alright and suddenly I was in the space of parents who cared about their child, it made me uncomfortable.I walked past the living room. My parents were both there, Dad on the couch with his tablet, Mom flipping through a magazine like it was the most important thing in the world. None of them bother to look up, none of them looked worried that I was gone for three days. None of them ran and cupped my face as if being away for three days felt like being away for a lifetime like Macmillan's mother did.I made it halfway up the stairs before something twisted in my chest. That same ugly knot I’d felt watching Macmillan and Jordan talk so easily with his dad. I stopped, fingers gripping the banister. 'just go to your room,' I told myself. But my feet turned anyway. I came back down and dropped into the a

My own definition of home

Aiden's POV When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the softness beneath me.For a few seconds, I didn't move. I simply stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above me, my mind struggling to catch up with where I was. The room was quiet, dark except for the faint glow of light slipping in through the curtains. I could hear the distant hum of something outside, perhaps a car passing on the road, but otherwise, there was only silence.This wasn't the beach house.I blinked slowly, trying to remember how I had ended up here. Then the memories came rushing back.Macmillan's mother.I remembered sitting beside her, remembered the warmth of her body beneath my head as I rested against her thighs. I remembered the gentle way she had spoken to me, the softness in her voice, the way her fingers had moved through my hair. Somehow, without even realizing it, I had fallen asleep there even after arguing I was okay.A small smile touched my lips.It had been our first ever conversation. The firs

Call me mother

Aiden's POV I woke up to warmth.For a moment, I didn't open my eyes. I simply lay there, comfortable and completely content, listening to the steady rhythm of a heartbeat beneath my cheek.At some point during the night, I must have fallen asleep on his chest. One of his arms was wrapped securely around me, his hand resting against my back as though even in his sleep, he had no intention of letting me go.I smiled.There was something comforting about being held by him like this.I lifted my head slightly and looked at his sleeping face. He looked different when he was asleep. The usual playfulness was gone, the teasing smirk nowhere to be found, I couldn't resist.I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against his lips, he didn't move, I smiled to myself."Good morning," I whispered, even though he was still asleep.I carefully moved away from him, making sure not to wake him. I pulled the blanket over his body, tucking it around him before standing.He looked so comfortable that I

You are brave

Aiden's POV After breakfast, Macmillan's mother took me to the garden. I hadn't expected her to be so excited about it. The moment we stepped through the glass doors at the back of the house, her entire face seemed to light up. She immediately began pointing toward different sections of the garden, explaining what she had planted there, what was blooming early, which flowers had taken longer than expected to grow, and which ones she was still trying to convince to survive. I followed her around with a smile on my face, genuinely interested in everything she had to say. "This one is my favorite," she said, stopping beside a cluster of flowers. "Do you know how long it took me to get them to bloom?" I shook my head. "Three years." My eyes widened. "Three years?" "Three years," she repeated proudly. "And my husband thought I was wasting my time." I laughed softly. "Don't you dare tell him I said that." "I won't." She narrowed her eyes at me playfully. "Good. Because he wil

A different side of him

Aiden's POV After my touching moment with Macmillan's mother, I retired to Macmillan's room to rest. I had not realized how much I needed the quiet until I found myself sinking into the softness of his bed, the faint scent of him clinging to the sheets and surrounding me with a strange sense of comfort. I settled against the pillows with a novel Macmillan's mother had given me and began reading. It was a beautiful book, the kind that easily pulled me into its world and made me forget everything happening around me. Every now and then, though, my thoughts drifted back to the garden and the way Macmillan's mother had looked at me as she spoke about her flowers. I found myself smiling whenever I thought about it. Before I knew it, the afternoon had slipped away. I glanced at the clock and realized it was already close to three in the afternoon. I had been lying there for hours, completely absorbed in the novel. A soft knock suddenly came from the door. I lifted my head. "Co

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