Page 45 of Curvy Dirty Omega

I wanted to hold her like this forever.

Even the idea of sinking deep into her wasn’t quite as irresistible as this quiet moment. Pheromones made it so that sex was practically an inevitability between unclaimed alphas and omegas, but trust and comfort were something else entirely.

It actually terrified me when I thought about how she might wake up and panic all over again when she saw I wasn’t Liam. But that bastard was right. My pheromones weren’t bothering her at all. If anything, she kept seeking them out when she rubbed her nose against my chest in her sleep.

Liam had left the office a while ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to move from this position. I couldn’t look away from her either. It was like those damn pheromones of hers had me under a spell, and the way they mixed with Liam’s…

It was intoxicating – more potent than any drug in existence.

The door opened and I lifted my lip in a snarl before I realized what the fuck I was doing. Liam just smirked but Frankie looked shocked to see her little omega happily sleeping in my arms.

No, Lucy was Liam’s omega.

I could never forget that.

“Jesus,” Frankie muttered, covering her nose and mouth. “It’s never been this strong before. Not even when she’s in heat.”

How the fuck anyone could ever think Lucy was a beta was beyond me. The girl had a complex scent and, yeah, she was taller and stronger than normal, but she still had this delicate beauty about her with sharp edges…

Like a rose and its thorns.

Keeping my eyes on Frankie, I waited for Liam to tell me what to do. If he didn’t, I might just kill this alpha Lucy seemed to be so fond of.

“Did you get everything ready?” Liam asked.

Even that commanding tone in his deep voice couldn’t distract me from the other alpha. Frankie might not be a threat, but she had the barest of claims on Lucy and it would take nothing to rip them away from her.

All I had to do was lick the scent of tangerines from Lucy’s wrist and their platonic bond would be nothing more than a phantom memory. Liam would let me take that small piece of his omega.

Wouldn’t he?

Liam had the fucking audacity to snicker when I didn’t respond. “I’ll call the doctor and gather her things. All you need to do is hold her for now.”

For the sake of the omega in my arms, I was glad Liam knew me as well as I knew him because my hindbrain was making it impossible to do more than stand here and hold Lucy without killing everyone in this fucking room. Words? That was asking way too much of me right now, and the fact that Liam thought I could hold this omega who clung to me while performing my usual duties…

This had to be another test.

“Can you get the car ready?” Liam asked Frankie, pointing to the keys on my desk. “Same car he drove to the morgue.”

But Frankie was staring at me like Liam didn’t exist and I could see her stiffen, ready to challenge me for the right to carry this precious cargo.

There was no fucking way I was going to let that happen.

Frankie coughed when she took a step closer, but I hadn’t released any more of my pheromones.

Narrowing my eyes, I watched her try to take another step toward me and I tensed when Liam didn’t stop her, but he was watching her just as closely as I was.

Then she coughed like she was choking, but she seemed to get a handle on whatever it was she had going on because she reached for Lucy.

Liam’s pheromones exploded outward once more, bringing Frankie to her knees before either of us could remember this was not the way things were supposed to go if we wanted Lucy to ever speak to us again.

“Don’t,” Liam warned, eyes flashing dangerously at Frankie as he walked around to stand by my side. “I’m doing my best to be cordial about this, but if you try to take her away, I don’t know what I’ll do.”

The female alpha glared up at me and then Liam, but she was covering her nose and mouth, clearly struggling with all the pheromones raging in here.

Tangerines tried to take over, but Liam flexed his dominance and the scent died before it could cling to anything more than air.

My grip on Lucy was too tight, but she didn’t seem to mind. If anything she held on to me just as tightly and it was doing things to my fucking head that I didn’t think I could ever erase. I’d always know what it felt like to have a strong omega trust me when she was at her weakest and I was pretty sure I could never go back to the way things were before she’d crashed into my life.

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