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I can’t deny the proof of my body. The knot tells me everything I need to know, I’m a sigma, a switch–I am all three designations.Holy shit. I’m a fucking unicorn.
I lean against the door. The driving urge to shed my clothes and strut back out into the living room is insane. The need toclaimthe omega that isminerides me hard. Her scent clings to my clothes, and I lift my shirt to my nose and inhale. Then I do the only thing that is sane, and I grip my cock and stroke while breathing her in.
My pace quickens as I smother myself with my shirt. I squeeze my knot and roll my palm over my head, lubricating my hand as if it is enveloped inside of her. Closing my eyes and imagining her mouth on me.
When I shoot my load, ropes and ropes of cum fly across the bathroom, hitting the glass shower door and sliding down the surface as I catch my breath. Still, I’m hard. I don’t know what to do. Kicking off my pants and toeing off my socks, I tug my shirt off and turn on the shower. Cold water sprays from the showerhead, and I step under the frigid temperature, hoping to shock my body out of this driving lust that has taken over.
I stiffen even more, half growling, half groaning as the water flows over my heated skin. It is too much to bear, and I stroke another one out. Even more cum shoots from me this time. I’m like a fucking machine or the energizer bunny, I just keep going and going.
Eventually, I’m able to dry off and put my clothes back on. Sans briefs because I can’t bring myself to put them back on. I duck out of the bathroom, my shirt in my hand, briefs hidden in the balled up material. Audrey glances over, her eyebrows lifting in a question she doesn’t voice, and I head to my room without a word and toss the shirt and underwear into the hamper before grabbing a fresh shirt and joining her again.
“What did I miss?” I ask, dropping onto the sofa next to her. Closer than I had been earlier. Was that an alpha instinct?
She sucks her lower lip between her teeth, and I track the movement. My fucking dick twitching in my jeans. Down boy, you’ve just had like four orgasms. He isn’t convinced, and I can feel blood pumping to him as he wakes up. I grab a throw pillow and shove it in my lap.
“Everything okay? You were in the bathroom a long time.”
“Breakfast, not settling,” I say. Grimacing, I look away from her. Sure, tell the beautiful omega that you were shitting in the bathroom for that long. That is so attractive, I’m sure.
“I can start the episode over,” she says, drawing my attention back to her. Her hand is wrapped around the controller, exactly how I’d like to see it wrapped around–No. No. No. We are not going there. Get your fucking head on straight.
“No, it’s good.”
She smiles and looks back at the screen. “Trisha is the front runner. But I also think that Felicia has a chance. The pack seems to like her. Grace is so elegant though, she would make a great match. And this episode is the start of the one-on-one dates. They are the best part. Each guy picks a girl and takes them on a date to some exotic location, then the pack comes back together and compares notes.”
I watch her, not the screen. I’m transfixed. The way her eyes light up as she watches the story play out. The way a soft, wistful smile plays on her lips as the helicopter takes off to whisk one pair away on one of their dates. We have a plane. I could take her on a dream date and see that look on her face again.
The plans unfold as the episode ends. And I know exactly what I need to do to make it happen.
CHAPTER23
Audrey
How canyou unhear someonepleasingthemselves? Because I need to do it, stat. Instead, I’m over here making stupid conversation aboutOmega in Paradiselike I was watching it and not giving the bathroom my full attention.
My hands are clammy, the blood pumping through my body gives my clit special attention, and I’m not even sure what Trisha is saying on the large screen. There is something about his scent, even now, that makes me want to climb into his lap and nuzzle his neck.
He shifts beside me, the pillow in his lap. Not that I look directly at him, but I can feel his eyes on me. Sure, the dream dates are my favorite part of the show, and I can’t help but imagine one like it, especially in an apartment like this. But that will never happen. I’m here for business, not pleasure.
Inhaling, I catch a whiff of his musk. The things it does to my body feel off. He doesn’tfeellike a beta anymore. Something shifted. Either that or my omega self has decided it doesn’t care if he can knot me or not, because the slick that is gathering between my legs should be illegal when I’m not in a heat.
My skin flushes at his continued attention, and my perfume is making itself known. Well, it would be if he was an alpha. It smells as if I opened a bakery, and the only thing I make is brownies.
Space, I need space. As the forced commercial plays, I practically leap from the couch and put much needed space between us. Maybe some fresh popcorn will drown out the scent.
Taking the box, I prep a fresh bag and toss it in the microwave. I attempt to get my perfume under control as I tap the counter, waiting for the time to tick down.
“You okay?” Felix asks, and even his voice has me wanting to turn into a puddle.
Before he had an impact on my hormones, but now it feels as if he has tuned into my exact frequency with every single breath he takes.
“Yeah, fine–” I pull the steaming bag from the microwave and pour the popped kernels into the bowl. “I just–” A yelp explodes from my throat when I turn to find him closer than expected. “Jesus, you scared the crap out of me.”
The corner of his mouth kicks up in a half smile. He drops his eyes to the bowl, but it feels like he’s checking me out as he does it. Then he reaches over and takes a piece of popcorn and pops it into his mouth.
“Sorry, want a water or soda? Beer?” he asks as he passes me and opens the fridge.
