Page 109 of Curvy Dirty Omega

I had no fucking idea where Liam was either.

Fuck me, I really needed to get my shit together and try to regain some of my dignity, but how the fuck was I supposed to get out of this?

Why would I do something so stupid?

There had to be a logical explanation, but all I could think about was how warm Cassius felt underneath me and how comfortable I was despite still being knotted for who the fuck knew how long after begging him to fuck me over and over again.

My stomach flip-flopped when I remembered the way he’d looked at me.

Liam didn’t surprise me as much as Cassius had. I honestly hadn’t thought he liked me at all, and yet here he was with his fat cock still inside me like it was no big deal.

It would be fine. We could just pretend like nothing happened. This kind of thing happens all the time between alphas and omegas. It didn’t have to mean anything.

“You’re finally awake,” Cassius murmured, his lips brushing against my hair and tickling me. “And already trying to find a way to escape, aren’t you?”

It was unnerving how well they both could read me. I didn’t think I was ever going to get used to that.

Cassius didn’t give me a chance to answer him. He just rolled us both to the side so I was near the edge of the bed, his dick sliding out of me far easier than I’d anticipated as the knot deflated.

The emptiness that threatened to consume me once he was gone was almost enough to destroy me.

I wanted to cry all over again.

If I held on to him, begging him to fill me up once more, would he forgive me?

Good fucking lord. What was wrong with me? Clearly, the hormones from my heat were still scrambling my fucking brain because I couldn’t let go of him even when he’d given me the freedom I’d desperately needed just a second ago.

Forcing myself to roll away from him, I swung my legs to the side and set my bare feet on the floor. Slowly and carefully, I stood – one eye on the bathroom door. I needed to get cleaned up and wash their scents from my body…I had no idea what I would do if their pheromones kept seeping into my skin like this.

My legs were so shaky I wasn’t sure I’d make it to the bathroom, but I put one foot in front of the other until slick heat started to dribble down my thighs.

I closed my eyes, praying it wasn’t what I thought it was, but I wasn’t that stupid. I was an omega in heat and they’d done their best to manage their own instincts, but we’d all lost our fucking minds. Even now, I wanted Cas to breed me, and it made the shaking in my legs even worse.

What the fuck was I thinking? Clearly, I wasn’t, and I couldn’t trust myself around these two. Not when it felt like twenty years of pent-up omega instincts had me ready to move in and get pregnant as if I wouldn’t hate myself for giving up on my career.

It was disgusting.

I really, really couldn’t afford to get pregnant right now either. How was I supposed to solve this case if I was throwing up all the time?

It would be fine. I’d just take the morning-after pill and wash their scents from my body until there was nothing left. Like it had never happened.

Maybe then I’d finally regain some of my sanity.

Whatever was left of it.

Every step toward the bathroom was excruciating, but I managed a few steps before my legs finally gave out and I bit my lip to keep from making any noise. The last thing I wanted was for Liam or Cassius to know how badly I was struggling.

If they tried to help me, I wouldn’t be able to pretend what we’d done meant nothing.

But I couldn’t get up on my own and I felt so fucking weak it was revolting. All I wanted to do was give in to the overwhelming urge to cry, but I’d cried enough for a lifetime over the years and I was done.

The world wouldn’t get any more of my despair.

All I had left was rage.

Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to crawl toward the bathroom. I didn’t need help. I’d managed to survive this long without an alpha to help me through my heat. I didn’t need to get used to it now when all this was just temporary.

These two assholes…

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