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In slow motion, my doorknob turns.
Anticipation builds in my stomach.
My core clenches again.
He could make it all better. Need, strong and pure, floods me as my perfume blooms.
To say he is shocked by me naked on the bed, spread out, ready for him to shed his clothing and enter me is an understatement. He inhales and chokes, his eyes going wide, his knuckles around the doorknob bleaching white with his grip.
“Fuck,” he groans.
I see the fight inside of him. The tense way he attempts to shut the door. But his internal alpha won’t let him, and I smile. His attention on me easies some of the ache that had taken over my whole body, and I slide my hand down my stomach and into my folds, circling my clit with my middle finger, then I slip it further down and press it inside. He watches, the bulge in his pants growing larger. His other hand is gripping the wood on the doorframe so tightly I’m sure he is going to rip it from the frame.
But none of that matters. The only thing that does is his eyes fixed on me.
“Dean, I need an alpha,” I whisper.
He breaks at my words, slipping into the room and shutting the door behind him. Tingles of awareness shoot through me, down to my toes and out to the tips of my fingers, like electricity. The bed dips beneath his knee as he crawls over the surface.
He pauses, his deep caramel eyes tracing my face, memorizing it. Then he pulls my soft comforter over my body, wrapping me up in the warm and plush blanket. Cocooning me away from him.
“I’ll hold you,” he says, his voice smooth like a shot of whiskey sliding down my throat. Infusing heat into my very soul.
Then he does just that. He lays down next to me and gathers me into his arms, still wrapped in the blanket. He tucks my head into his neck, and I inhale his unique scent of leather and lemon. My mouth waters, my instincts urging me to lick him.
His palm rubs over my back, and I cuddle closer, nuzzling into his neck as if I could climb inside of him. The tip of my tongue darts out to taste his skin, and he purrs low in his chest. The rumble of approval spreads through me. It doesn’t make the cramps ease up any, but it is a comfort I didn’t know I needed. It calms something inside of me, makes the needy and lusty feeling lessen. Probably because my body thinks it is going to get what it wants.
And my feelings for him expand in my chest like a sponge soaking up as much water as it can. What sort of alpha sees an omega in full-blown heat and resists the urge to rut? I saw the impressive bulge in his pants and can feel it still pressing into my stomach through the comforter, but he’s just holding me.
I feel his lips press against the top of my head, and his fingers slide beneath my hair and to the nap of my neck, gripping me gently.
Is it possible to fall for a man you only just met? Or is it the heat talking? A trick to get me to mate. I’m not sure. But I’ve never felt this cherished in my life, and I want to hold on to it with both hands.
CHAPTER18
Felix
It’s beenan hour since Dean went into Audrey’s room. I am not jealous. I don’t think I am, at least. But curiosity has my attention glued to the door. Austin is still asleep. He would blow a gasket if he knew where Saint is. That he is probably helping her through a heat, at least that is my guess. Why else go into her room?
Cracking an egg into the pan, only half my focus is on cooking, the other half is firmly on the omega's bedroom. I’ve never wished to be anything but the beta that I am, until now. Being an alpha in this situation would have its benefits.
And I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit that she had captivated me. Even now, there is an urge to just be close to her. I’ve never felt that with anyone but my alphas. Didn’t believe it was possible.
Austin’s door swings open. He scratches at his jaw as he yawns, bleary-eyed, coming into the kitchen. I am not sure what time he came home, but he looks as if he had less than four hours.
“Where were you last night?” Did the question sound like an insecure omega? Possibly. Especially with the thready way it came out.
He stretches and strolls into the kitchen. When his hand comes down, it is on my hip with his warmth infusing me from behind. “Late night at the office.”
I roll my eyes. “You do know who you are talking to, right? You don’t have to lie. Besides, you smell like you stepped out of an alcohol cabinet.”
He drops a kiss on my neck. “The omega got to me.”
“She is getting to all of us.” I glance at her shut door. At least there isn’t moaning coming from inside.
“Where is Saint?”
I clear my throat and focus on my hopeless egg. The yoke is broken and no longer able to be dipped. Bummer.
