Page 6 of The Omega Princess


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“Best not what?”

“Talk about…” He got up from his chair and walked briskly away from me. “If you want the truth,” he said, still walking, putting distance between us, “I am barely keeping myself in control. The alpha part of me, the animal part, it’s snarling at the back of my skull. It would like it very much if I would rip all your clothes off and properly claim you. Right now, this instant.”

I got up from my chair, my body awash in heat and pleasure. “Yes, please,” was all I could manage.

He was halfway across the room. He turned to look at me, his face twisting.

I started to walk towards him. My legs were shaking.

“No,” he said firmly. “Stop there, omega.”

I stopped.

He looked me up and down. “Your scent,” he choked out.

“Sorry?” I whispered.

“Don’t be,” he said. “I love that scent. It’s… oh, Eleri, everything about you is perfection.”

I ducked my chin down, bashful and preening.

He let out a groan. “No, I’m trying to keep you—keep both of us—in check for now.” He cleared his throat. “No more of that, omega. We are not talking about sex. We are not thinking about it. All of that, off.”

The pleasure just… ebbed out. My arousal went away. I furrowed my brow, looking up at him, startled.

“Yes, well, you’re welcome,” he muttered. “Wish I could do that to myself.”

I folded my arms over my chest. “I’m not sure I like that you can do that to me.”

He sighed. “I understand, and I wouldn’t normally use that advantage that I have over you. I’m not intending to control you, Eleri. This is for both of us, for our own good. I want this… I want it perfect with us, and it will be better if we wait to consummate until we know each other better.”

Consummate. My lips parted. It sounded so formal. “We don’t have to wait until we’re…” I moved back over to the chair I’d been sitting in and sat down heavily. “Are we getting married?”

“Obviously.”

“Obviously?” I let out a little laugh.

“Well, you have a choice,” he said, coming back across the room. “I wouldn’t force you to marry me. And no, we don’t have to wait until then to…”

“Fuck?” I said in a funny voice.

“Consummate,” he said, sitting down in front of me, staring into the empty fireplace. “Didn’t I just say we weren’t talking about this?”

“So, you just order me around, and I do it?”

“I’m not trying to order you around,” he said. “I’m only trying to do the right thing. Which, if I’m honest, is torture for me.”

“But you are ordering me around,” I said.

He turned back to me. “We’ve known each other for… how many hours? I’ve met your family, uprooted you, brought you here, told you that your entire life is now inside out and upside down. You’ll live somewhere else. You’ll marry me. You’ll have to quit your job. You’ll have to be my side at formal functions every day and every evening. And what I should do now, after all of that, is to take you like a feral beast? That’s how I should behave to the woman that I’m going to spend the rest of my life with?”

My lips parted. Feral beast? Why did that make my body feel so very, very warm?

“Stop,” he said. A growl came out of him. “Your scent. Stop it.”

The warmth lessened, but it didn’t go away, not this time.

He noticed, and he grimaced.

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