Page 32 of Cowgirl Omega


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It was time to change her clothes.

Shannon carefully replaced the bottle so it would be out of sight, then she took out some clean clothes and carried them over to where the horses were standing, drinking from a small stream fed by a natural spring on the side of the mesa. Shannon used the animals’ bodies to shield herself from view while she changed. She didn’t think Logan would break his promise not to look at her, but she wasn’t willing to take any chances either.

It wasn’t modesty that made her hide like that. Sure, if the alphas saw her breasts or her sex, that would be embarrassing, but Shannon could live with shame. She’d been living with it all her life.

The thing she was really worried about was the sign on her arm. If the two alphas sawthat, they would realize she was an omega, and that would ruin everything.

Just like in her dream.

Shannon shivered briefly as she recalled how good it had felt to give in to her omega nature. It had only been a dream, but it had all felt so real. The alphas’ deep voices rumbling all the way to her core. Their rough hands moving over her bare skin. Their hard cocks penetrating her from both ends, sliding into her body deeper than deep.

She shivered again as she recalled the looks of betrayal on the faces watching her in the theater. The five hundred hucow women she was supposed to protect.

In reality, her hucows would never resent her if she gave in to her omega urges. They were the sweetest and least judgmental women imaginable. However, Shannon would never be able to forgive herself if she let them down.

She had to keep her true nature hidden at all costs.

Luckily, she’d brought more than one shirt with her on this journey, which meant she would not have to continue wearing the fake bandage around her arm. As long as she could make it through the rest of the journey without getting any more of her clothing torn off, she would be good.

Once she was fully dressed in a clean pair of jeans and a shirt, Shannon made her way back to the center of camp. Tanner was already up and half dressed—pants, no shirt, just like his brother. He and Logan had a small fire going, built from pieces of dried greasewood they’d gathered from the surrounding area.

Shannon joined them. She tried her best to keep her eyes off Tanner’s bare chest and arms, but she couldn’t resist stealing a quick glance. She noticed a ribbon of gold snaking upward from the top of his britches and curving across his hard, chiseled abdomen.

So, that’s where his alpha sign was.

Shannon tried not to wonder how far it extended below the top of his pants.

“I thought we weren’t doing fires,” she said.

“That was at night,” Tanner growled, his voice still rough with sleep. “As long as we keep it small, the smoke shouldn’t be a problem. ’Sides, I need to get some coffee in me, else I’m liable to get a little cranky.”

“Getcranky?” Shannon teased. “It sounds like you’re already there, Mr. McBain.”

The alpha grumbled. “Keep sassing me like that, and I might just bend you over my knee and take out my crankiness on your bottom.”

Shannon flushed with heat.

“Why you… howdareyou!”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Logan quaking with silent laughter.

“You think that’s funny, do you? To threaten me with… withspanking?”

“With all due respect, ma’am, you’re the one who thought it would be a good idea to tease an alpha before he’s had his coffee.”

“You haven’t had any coffee, Mr. Summerhill, yet you seem to be faring better than your brother.”

Logan smirked. “That’s because I’m a morning person, Miss Duffy. Tanner isn’t.”

No kidding, Shannon thought, but she kept her mouth shut. She was pretty sure Tanner had been joking about spanking her bottom, but she wasn’t about to test him on it.

Although she had to admit, the idea of getting spanked by an alpha was not entirely…

No. She mustn’t think of such things.

When she was finally back home at the ranch, she could indulge in all her unsavory fantasies, grinding out her lust against the pillows of her bed the way she had done since she was a girl. Until then, she would have to keep her feelings bottled up inside.

And she would have to remember to keep taking her suppressant elixir, two times a day.

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