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It was time to get another opinion.
An Alpha just as Adam was, Jim Merwin and he had become good friends in college—and ever since. Jim had also been Adam’s gateway into a larger, loosely affiliated group of Alphas across the region, too, though Adam hadn’t taken much advantage of that yet. Too busy working, building his business… and starting to wonder if, like so many other Alphas, an Omega just wasn’t going to be a part of his particular story.
Jimhadencountered Omegas, though. More than one, actually. And he had far more experience with what to expect, what to look for—and pitfalls to avoid. He’d know.
Adam hoped so, anyway.
Leaning over onto his left hip, he straightened enough to retrieve his phone from his right pocket, punching up Jim’s number.
He held up the panties, spread upon his big palm as the phone rang.
“What the fuck are you up to, Adam?” Jim said casually, in his typically direct style. The man wasn’t known for niceties, but he was a good dude nonetheless, despite being a little rough around the edges.
“Hey, Jim. I’m good. Need to, ah, run something by you. Met a girl.”
“Oh,shit…”
Adam laughed at that. “I don’t think it’s that bad. This one’s different.”
“Theyallsay that,” Jim drawled. “You sureit’s not another groupie? You’ve had bad luck with Alpha chasers and posers. Good pussy or not.”
“Can’t argue with that, but that’s actually why I’m calling you.”
Jim’s voice dropped. “You fuck her yet?”
“Many times, actually.” He thumbed the gusset of the panties, loving the stiffness he found in the fabric there. She’d absolutely soakedthrough them. The scent of her in the air grew even heavier as he ran his thumb back and forth over the evidence of her arousal. His mouth was watering again, his cock at full, throbbing erection already.
“When did you meet her?”
“About a week or so, give or take.”
Jim chuckled knowingly. “Lost track of the days, didn’t you?”
“Yeah… yeah, I kinda did. I, uh, fucked her so many times, I couldn’t, uh, couldn’t do it anymore.”
“Hmm.” Jim didn’t say anything for a long moment—highly unusual for the usually gregarious man. Then he exhaled. “Might have something here. You crash then? When you were outta gas?”
“Slept almost thirteen hours. Never drank more water either when I woke up. Felt like I’d almost fucked myself to death’s door.”
“Interesting…”
“How do Ireallyknow?” Adam had been fooled before. There was Sierra—three years ago—who’d engendered a somewhat similar, though not as intense, reaction in him. She was a blonde, petite girl with a big, round ass he was almost obsessed with. He’d fucked her brains out, day after day, night after night, for the better part of a week before he’d slowed down even a tiny bit. She’d kept pace with him every step of the way, too, endlessly insatiable.
He’d learned within the first few weeks that the woman had regular pheromone applications done. A groupie—but a very well-disguised one.
He’d already concluded before he’d even met her that he wouldn’t settle for anything less than an Omega, notwithstanding his father’s well-intentioned—and practical—advice.
That had been… tough. He’d really begun to hope. Letting Sierra go was harder than it should’ve been, considering the level of her deception.
The result of that experience had been something else, too, something that stayed with him ever since. It was a second-guessing of his instincts.
Adam had wondered since then if wishinghe’d find an Omega had blinded him to the signals, to the clues he should have picked up on earlier with someone like Sierra.
And that same reticence was with him now. As much as he felt a deep, abiding connection with Chastity, the truth was he’d felt something similar enough with Sierra, too, at least at the beginning.
He’d be damnedif he made that same mistake twice.
“How about her scent?” Jim’s voice was deadly serious now. “That’s harder to fake than people think. Sierra was a pro at it, yeah, but that’s rare as hell. Doesthisgirl have one?”
