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No time for busy traffic today. It’ll be much quicker for me to just hoof it the four blocks to the bakery. I just might be out of breath by the time I get there.
No biggie.
When I finally walk intoCake My Day, my spiral curls are flopping across my forehead wildly, having slipped free of my scrunchie, and I’m a little sweaty- and a lot out of breath.
Exercise? Yeah, I don’t know her.
I like my junk food unapologetically. I love my plump hips and slightly jiggly belly, having no shame in the way I look. I’m thick, and I’ve yet to have a sexual partner that’s complained about it, thank you very much.
They normallypraisethese rolls and this extra juicy pussy so, I’m clearly doing something right. Maybe everyone should stop eating rabbit food and deep throat a twinkie every now and again. Those spongy bastards with cream in the middle are even better deep fried. Just saying.
I’m not paying attention to my surroundings as I stomp in, glaring at the scuffed black-and-white checkered floor, and grumbling under my breath while piling my curls back up. Warm apple pie with hints of cinnamon overtakes my senses just before I crash into a solid chest. Firm arms band around me and my nose falls against said chest, where I take a deep inhale and groan in ecstasy at the scent.
Fuck. Me.Please.
I don’t know who this is, but godsdamn, they smell delicious. I want to drag them back to my apartment, into my little nest, and have them wreck my pussy. Along with other things, if you catch my drift. I bet they taste like apple pie and that nearly has my mouth watering as the thought of drinking them down invades my mind.
When I glance up, my eyes clash with striking pale green against smooth mocha skin, making my mouth go dry. Thick lips that have me wanting to take a bite sit beneath a strong nose. The next thing I notice is a cut jawline that clenches audibly as this stranger looks at me.
Gods, I think my panties just went up in flames.
Alarms blare in my head, but not danger ones. Oh no. These scream that this fine male specimen ismine,and I certainly hope that’s the case. My belly flutters and, even through all the descenter I doused myself with, I can smell my perfume as it leaks out around us. I watch curiously as his nostrils flare and his pupils dilate, as he takes deep inhales of my scent in and a small growl slips past those juicy lips.
My fingers clench tight in his shirt and the smallest whine slips from my throat, everything below the belt clenching deliciously at that one soft growl.
“Gabriel? You good?” a deep voice calls at the stranger’s back, making me stiffen in his arms.
Apple Pie looks at me inquisitively before glancing back. Then he speaks, and gods… Did it just begin boiling in here?
“Yeah, everything’s okay, Rhett. Just helping a doe catch her footing,” he says, looking back at me with a smirk.
Gabriel.I bet that’d sound nice bouncing off my walls as I scream it while he impales me.
Ugh,fucking heat brain.
I awkwardly clear my throat and unclench my hands, straightening his shirt back out as I give him a sheepish look. My cheeks are burning. They must be fire engine red. His scent deepens, the subtle cinnamon hint giving it a sharper bite, and a low growl sounds off at his back, making me still and my eyes widen.
Oh. Shit.
Alpha.
I take a closer look at the beautiful man that kept me from falling on my face—for the second time today—now that I’m not quite so close. He has a swimmer’s build; his body lean, but no less sturdy or capable than anyone else. His hair is dark, cut close to his scalp. And something I missed when I was so close? Bond marks collar his throat. Threeprominentbond marks, well healed over by now as there’s a silvery color to the scars.
Omega.
An omega I’d very much like to fuck.
An OILF, if you will.
Gods. I nearly snort at my ridiculous, but no less true, inner dialogue.
Well… I’ll be damned. My heat is near, and apparently, I’d very much like to invite an omega into my nest to help me through it. A bonded omega at that.
Huh. Interesting.
Ya know, I’ve always been the black sheep of my family, so this really doesn’t even surprise me. If anything, I find myself curious. And horny as hell.
Mycoocoocharais such aho. I don’t even blame her. At least she has good taste, because this omega has my belly clenching and my brain going haywire the more of him I take in.
