All Chapters of The Nerdy Omega’s Three Protectors : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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Date at the arcade

Aiden's POV I woke up that morning with the same hollow ache in my chest that had been living there for days, the one that whispered Orlando’s name like a bruise I kept pressing. Two weeks until school started. Fourteen days that could either drag me deeper into the spiral or pull me out of it. I stared at the ceiling of the room for a long minute, listening to the quiet of the house, I decided to put mom's advice into action.I wasn’t going to spend them rotting in bed replaying everything that happened. I stared at Macmillan's sleeping figure, using my fingers I gently touched his eyelashes that were resting on his cheeks. He grabbed my hand with his eyes still close he said, "Why are you up so early?" I got on top of him and pressed my palms on his chest and placed my chin on the back of my hands. "How do you know it's still early? You haven't checked the time yet." He finally opened his eyes, "Because for the past few days you've been waking up too early."He touched my hair

Things I've learned

Aiden's POV I nodded, already stripping out of the cargo pants and crop top, letting them fall in a careless heap. Macmillan watched me the whole time, eyes tracking every inch of skin as it was revealed. I casted my eyes down to his pants, he was already half-hard in his jeans, the outline clear when he finally shoved them down along with his boxers.I already knew what I was in for the moment he asked me to shower because I could see it in his eyes.He carried me to bathroom hunger in every step he took. He placed me on the bathroom slab and went to fill the tub with water.The bathroom filled with steam as he turned the taps. Instead of the shower, he plugged the tub and let hot water cascade in, the level rising steadily. After a generous amount of water had filled the tub, I climbed down from the slab and walked to the tub.I stepped in first, hissing softly at the heat, then sank down until the water lapped at my chest. Macmillan followed, settling opposite me at first, long

Mom!

**Aiden’s POV**The next morning, after Macmillan and Dad left for work, I stayed home with Mom. The kitchen still smelled of warm toast and coffee dad had for breakfast, as I filled her in on everything we’d done the day before.“It sounds like you had a lot of fun,” Mom said, her smile soft and knowing.“I did. You were right, locking myself in the room wasn’t helpful,” I admitted, the words tasting a little easier than I’d expected.“Do you have any plans for today?” she asked.I gathered the dirty dishes from the table, the ceramic cool against my fingertips, and carried them into the kitchen. “Well, we do have plans, but we still don’t know where to go.”I returned for the last of the plates and began washing them, warm water and soap suds sliding over my hands. Mom joined me, settling onto the counter slab with a quiet sigh.“Why don’t you guys go night swimming?” she suggested. “I hear it’s fun, especially when the moon and stars are out.”I paused, the idea blooming warm in my

Beach house

Aiden's POV I heard the front door open at around 3:30, I was in the kitchen, wiping down the counter for the third time, even though it was already clean. My hands needed something to do. I had finished reading the novel earlier than I thought so I came down to find something to do since mom has also gone to her room.“Aiden?” His voice carried down the hall, low and a little tired.“In here,” I called back.He appeared in the doorway a moment later, still in his work shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, the top button undone. His hair was a little mussed from the day, he looked at me for a second, then crossed the room and kissed the side of my head, lingering just long enough that I felt the tension in his shoulders start to ease.“Long day?” I asked.“Long enough.” He set his phone on the counter and rolled his neck. “Everything set for Jordan?”“Yeah. Texted an hour ago. He’s ready whenever we are.”Macmillan nodded, already unbuttoning the rest of his shirt. “I’m going to wash

Beach trip

Aiden’s POV“Change into your suit…” Jordan said, already dragging me toward the house.I stumbled after him, laughing as I tried to pry his hands away from my waist.“Jordan, I can walk by myself.”“I know. I just don't trust you to move fast enough.”“Why are you acting like we’re being chased?” I asked laughing amidst laughter.“Because we are wasting precious moonlight.”I glanced over my shoulder at Macmillan.He hadn't moved from where he was standing by the railing. His arms were crossed over his chest, and there was an amused look on his face as he watched Jordan drag me away.“Aren't coming? Don't you want to see me naked too?" I teased.Macmillan groaned. “Don't tempt me Aiden, I won't be able to hold back."“Who said you should hold back?" I smirked.His smile widened.Jordan finally released me when we reached the bedroom hallway.“You have five minutes,” he announced.“Five minutes for what?” “To get changed.”“And if I take longer?”“I'll come in and help.”I stared at

Appetiser

Jordan’s mouth claimed mine again, deeper this time, tongue sliding wet and insistent while Macmillan’s fist worked my cock in long, deliberate strokes under the dark water. The contrast of cool night air on my shoulders and the warmer press of their bodies made every nerve feel too close to the surface. I could feel Jordan’s hard length against my hip, Macmillan’s against the small of my back, both of them already thick and ready.Macmillan’s free hand slid lower, cupping my ass, fingers spreading me open just enough for the water to tease against my hole. I gasped into Jordan’s mouth.“Hmmm,” Macmillan growled against the back of my neck. “Now. I want my mouth on you properly.”"Let's move to the shore then." Jordan broke the kiss, eyes dark and glittering under the moon. They didn’t give me a chance to argue. Jordan swam backward toward the shallows, pulling me with him by the wrists, while Macmillan stayed close behind, one hand still loosely around my cock like he couldn’t bea

The Main Course.

The waves kept rolling in, soft and insistent around their thighs, as Macmillan held me upright.My legs were still trembling, body loose and oversensitive from the orgasm they’d wrung out of me. Jordan who had kneel again rose from his knees, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes still dark with hunger.Macmillan’s cock pressed hard against my hip, thick and insistent. Jordan’s was the same, flushed and heavy, the head gleaming in the moonlight. Neither of them had come yet. The “appetiser” line hung between us like a promise I couldn't wait to be fulfilled.Jordan stepped in close, crowding me between them again. His hand slid down my stomach, fingers tracing the sensitive skin just above my spent cock.“Still with us?” he asked, voice low.I nodded, throat working. “Yeah.”“Good.” He glanced at Macmillan over my shoulder. Something wordless passed between them. Then Macmillan’s hands were on my waist, turning me so I faced the open water, my back to his ch

Aftercare

The waves kept washing over us in soft, rhythmic pulses, carrying away the heat of what we’d just done. I floated between them, boneless, every muscle loose and trembling. Jordan’s arm was a solid bar across my chest; Macmillan’s body curved around my back like a second skin. I could still feel the warm of their cock in me even though they had pulled out, the slick evidence of both of them leaking slowly down my thighs with every gentle shift of the water.Jordan’s lips brushed my temple again. “Still with us?” Asked yet again.I managed a weak, breathless laugh. “Jordan I am fine, remember I once took...." I shook my head deciding not to complete the statement.None of them pushed, they acted like I didn't say anything and I silently thanked them for that.Macmillan’s mouth pressed a slower, softer kiss to the nape of my neck. His hand slid down my side, fingers tracing the curve of my hip with something almost careful. “We need to get you out of the water,” he murmured. “You’re sha

Sudden movie night.

The blanket had done its work. The worst of the shaking had faded by the time Jordan and Macmillan walked back out of the black water, skin gleaming under the moonlight, hair dark and dripping. They didn’t speak as they approached. Jordan simply crouched, slid his arms under me again, and lifted. Macmillan gathered the towels and the blanket in one smooth motion."For someone who looks like a twig, you are strong." I teased.He slapped my ass not letting again, making Yelp and groan at the same time.They carried me up the soft path of packed sand toward the beach house. The low wooden structure sat just beyond the dunes, its wide glass doors already cracked open to the night air. Warm light spilled from inside, golden . I rested my head against Jordan’s shoulder, the residual ache between my thighs a pleasant, heavy throb with every step even though I wasn't the one taking them.Inside, the air was cooler, scented with salt and the faint cedar of the beams. Macmillan moved ahead, di

Doing something for a change

The next morning came soft and silver through the wide glass doors, I woke up first.Jordan’s arm was a heavy, warm band across my waist. Macmillan’s hand still rested on my calf under the throw, fingers loosely curled even in sleep. The movie had long since ended; the screen was dark. Outside, the waves kept their slow, steady conversation with the shore.My body made itself known the moment I tried to shift. A deep, thorough ache pulsed between my thighs, pleasant in the way only being well-used could make it, but insistent. My legs felt loose and overstretched. Every small movement pulled at places that still remembered being held open, filled, claimed. I was limping before I even stood.I stayed still for a long minute, listening to their quiet breathing. Then the impulse rose. They had carried me out of the water. Bathed me. Fed me. Wrapped me up between them like something precious. For once I wanted to move first. To give something back, I wanted to be the giver and not the tak

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