Page 57 of Curvy Dirty Omega

“Please,” I whispered, hating myself for the thrill that went through me when I saw his pupils dilate and his nostrils flare.

“Please what, Lucy? I’m not having you wake up in my arms just to have you hit me with a sexual harassment lawsuit.”

As if I would ever do that when I was supposed to be his pretend girlfriend, but I understood what he really wanted.

Liam Valor needed to hear exactly what I wanted just like every other alpha. He wanted to hear that I wanted his comfort and protection, not someone else’s, even if it was just for a few hours. He wanted my permission and my admission that he was what I needed.

“Liam, would you please take a nap with me? I don’t want to sleep alone.” When I woke up and my head was clear of his pheromones, I was going to die of embarrassment, but right now I didn’t give a single fuck.

Frankie had left me here with an unfamiliar alpha after I’d nearly choked her to death by accident. I was feeling vulnerable and abandoned. My omega instincts couldn’t focus on anything else other than the comfort I needed to ease some of that pain from an alpha who was strong enough to protect me from every other alpha out there.

Even Cassius.

It surprised me when he didn’t smile or gloat about my request. Liam just kicked off his shoes and then yanked his shirt over his head.

I outright stared at his chest. It was too fucking delicious not to.

Even without his pheromones fucking up my head, I would have stared.

His nipples were darker than I’d expected, but they were still somewhere in the pink spectrum instead of brown. His pecs were big and looked almost soft, but they tensed when he set a hand on the mattress.

Every muscle in his abdomen and obliques flexed as he slid under the blankets, settling on his back. I didn’t have to move at all. He turned and slid his arm under my neck and pulled me into his side so I could use his chest as a pillow.

All I wanted to do was run my fingers over his stomach up to his nipples and pinch them to see how he would react. My teeth started to ache and I realized I wanted to bite him hard enough to find out what his blood tasted like.

Would it be soft and sweet with just a hint of citrus and vanilla? Or would it be heavy and thick like his cock?

Why the fuck was I thinking about his cock like that when I had no idea what it even looked like? Sure, he was an alpha so his stupid dick was probably massive, but here I was imagining the weight of it like he’d settled the damn thing on my tongue.

I wondered what his cum tasted like.

For the first time in my life, I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that legacy alphas had two knots. I couldn’t stop wondering what that might feel like.

“Go to sleep, Lucy.” Liam’s voice was a bit deeper than usual and there was a growl to it that hadn’t been there before. “And don’t worry, I won’t let you bite me in your sleep.”

My eyes closed as I tried to pretend like I’d never heard that. It would only make me insane when I wondered over and over again how he’d picked up on that thought.

Thankfully, his skin was warm, but not too hot. Throwing my arm around his middle felt right and I was going to fall asleep any second now despite how much I’d slept the night before.

I couldn’t deny I was exhausted. Staying on the right path was harder than I’d anticipated.

All those years ago I’d walked into a scene out of a nightmare and instead of falling apart, I’d stared at that growing pool of blood…

Wondering what it would taste like.

CHAPTER 19

Liam

Cassius glared at me but he didn’t say anything about the fact that I had a very pretty omega sleeping with her head on my bare chest. He didn’t say anything at all actually, which meant he remembered my threat from the night before.

My entire body was stiff from holding still so I wouldn’t wake her up. I barely even breathed just to make sure she got a few more minutes of rest. The only thing I’d allowed myself was reading through all of Gideon’s personal messages on my phone.

There was nothing out of the ordinary. I’d even say my brother was boring, but his personal drama with Melinda added a little spice I’d rather he didn’t have.

I set my phone on my chest and studied Cassius, who was sitting in the armchair on Lucy’s side of the bed. His eyes practically glowed as he stared me down, but he seemed fine despite how thick my pheromones were. It wasn’t just mine either. Hers drenched everything.

Including me.

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