Page 38 of Shattered Omega

He chuckled. “It won’t be if you don’t keep saying things like that.”

I shivered as I felt his touch beneath my skirt, tugging my panties out of the way. Then he adjusted himself.

“You can’t actually—” I cut off with a barely contained whine as I felt his finger dip into me.

Dusk and Ransom’s eyes were fixed on me, and that was enough to make me shut my mouth of protests.

He shifted beneath me, and I knew what was coming before I felt his tip nudge my entrance.

“Come on, Little Nightshade,” Umbra growled. “I want you down to my knot.” I shut my eyes, burying my face in the textbook as the command took hold and I sank down over his cock, a little squeak of shock escaping me as he pressed up and into me, filling me completely.

Heat seeped into my core as he dragged me down further. “Wait, Umbra?—”

Too late.

Ransom’s eyebrows shot up. “Did he just…?”

“Fuck, Nightshade,” Umbra growled, a low purr of satisfaction rumbling through him and making me giddy. His hands rested on my hips as he drew me back and I bit back a whine of pleasure as he rocked into me.

He’d knotted me.

In fucking class.

“You’re going to learn how to take my knot while you study,” he breathed in my ear.

“Okay, but just… Why in class?”

“You’re mine, Nightshade.” He nipped my ear, sounding so fucking smug. “My wife. My omega. If I want you to keep me warm in class, you will.”

Focusing now, with his knot and low purr to distract me, was impossible. The combination of both was absolutely the opposite of soothing and my blood was heating rapidly, the pen in my hand shaky as I tried, and failed, to take notes.

I just about survived, shivering and fighting the rising heat, still managing to jot down the most important things—some of this was such new information the textbooks didn’t even have it, and Umbra was not going to ruin that for me.

That was, until I caught the faintest trace of coconut and plum, and I looked up to see Flynn Lincoln passing us. I froze, shrinking back against Umbra. I felt his low growl rumble in his chest, and his hand closed around my throat in an instant, dragging me back against him. Wolfsbane and blood soothed my flash of terror as, beneath the table, his finger found my clit and my breath caught as Umbra’s knot pressed up further into me.

The look on my face made Flynn pause, as if he knew exactly what was happening.

“You will never belong to anyone else,” Umbra breathed in my ear.

I had to drop my head, fingers clenched on the desk. My hair was up in a fucking bun thanks to Dusk, so there were only a few wild strands that hid my expression as I had a literal orgasm in class right in front of Flynn.

“Should we be taunting them like that?” Ransom asked as I caught my breath.

“I don’t give a shit,” Umbra said, humming happily as he pulled me closer, entwined with me in the bond, tangling lust with safety. “They’re not going to have you, Nightshade. Never.”

THIRTEEN

SHATTER

It was Monday evening, and I was over at Roxy’s doing homework. My nest was mostly tidy, but I loved going to her apartment. Every time I arrived, there was something new. She was officially nesting, and Roxy, as it turned out, didn’t just have a scent like Christmas—she loved Christmas decor, too.

“Never tell my family,” she said as I peered at the little village setup on a table along the wall.

“Everyone used to get me Christmas stuff for gifts—my birthday is in December too—and I hated it for so long. But once my hormones settled down…” She sat on her couch, a mug of hot chocolate in her hand. “My dad would never let me live it down.”

“There’s little people in there!” I crouched down, spotting a pack with a baby through one of the windows.

“I love the details,” Roxy admitted. “It just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.”

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