Page 68 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

Everyone knew most omegas possessed sweet or flowery scents so mine never quite registered as either when it had so many complex notes in it. At least…that’s what Francisco and Frankie had told me.

The last bit of adhesive came off and I suddenly felt naked despite being fully clothed. I pressed my hand to my neck, worried I would contaminate the apartment and make Frankie sick again.

Cas placed his hand over mine and slid the other around my waist. “Most omegas are so fragile.” His deep voice was gentle despite his words. “They break with the softest touch, and they die so easily.”

Maybe that admission should freak me out, but he wasn’t wrong.

“You are not weak,” Cas murmured, tugging me closer. “And you’re probably the only omega in the world who might find my violence…attractive.”

He had me so far in his lap now that my legs were over his thighs and my chest was pressed up against his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself even closer, looking down into those gorgeous blue eyes to see everything I could possibly want to know and more.

This man – this alpha, wanted me. Not just my pheromones. He wanted me. But I still didn’t quite understand why. “Do I help you as an omega then? Is being with me…like what other omegas can do for other alphas?”

His hands slid under my shirt and up my back. “I know you think you’re defective Lucy, but you’re not. You never were. Even when I could barely scent you, I kept finding myself thinking about you, wondering how you could possibly know exactly what would put my mind at ease without ever needing me to say anything.”

It bothered me that I couldn’t smell him when we were this close, saying things that should shift his scent, but at least the faint hint of Liam’s orange soap on his skin was comforting.

I pushed his hair out of his face, admiring the way the sun made his eyes sparkle like diamonds. I could listen to him talk all day. It was a shame he was usually so quiet.

“When you pointed that gun at me…I was fucking done, Lucy. I would never have admitted it, but I wanted you right then and there.” Cas pressed one hand to my back and slid the other just under the waistband of my shorts, forcing my tits into his face. “I wanted you when you yanked open my car door to yell at me, and I wanted you when you told me you didn’t expect me to smell like apples. But the moment I knew I’d do anything to have you?”

Jesus. For someone who barely said anything, he sure knew how to sweet talk me. I didn’t want him to stop either. I wanted to know every single thing he’s ever thought since the day I collided into him as if we lived in some kind of a romance drama.

“I knew I’d do anything to have you when I saw the way you trusted me,” he admitted, rubbing his face against the curve of my breast like all he wanted to do was scent-mark me. “You held onto me in your sleep as if I were the only person in the world who could keep you safe. Do you know what that kind of trust does to an alpha who’s never had it before?”

His thumb hooked in the waistband of my shorts and I dug my fingers into his shoulders when he tugged them down, but I didn’t stop him.

“Liam trusts you like that,” I argued, annoyed that he was so distracting even without his pheromones messing with my head.

“My relationship with Liam was built on what I could do for him as an alpha and what he could do for me as a legacy.” Cas grinned when I didn’t try to stop him from pulling my shorts down to my knees. “I was going to leave you alone since Liam was so interested in you, but then he insisted I court you as well…”

“But?”

Cas shrugged. “I didn’t think you’d want me to.”

He was really stuck on this, wasn’t he?

I ran my hand through his hair again just to feel the soft, fluffy texture of it. “You’re definitely a lot, but I don’t think I could handle Liam by myself. He can be so…”

“Annoying?” Cas lifted me up and ripped the shorts all the way off of me before setting me back down and the sensation of his tactical pants against my bare pussy was making it hard to think.

“Overwhelming,” I corrected, shivering when he slid his hand up my bare thigh. “I really like him, but I also really like you. You’re quiet when he’s demanding – calm when he’s not. And Liam shines so bright…”

I trailed off when I saw a shift in Cas’s eyes. I couldn’t say what it was exactly, but he seemed guarded. His hand even paused its ascent.

Liam shined so brightly and it was obvious Cas was used to being in his shadow.

Those bright red eyes that shined like freshly spilled blood. The platinum blond hair that looked like white gold with the way it always shimmered. His skin was such a pretty golden tan and every time I looked at him, he reminded me of the summer sun while Cas was like a winter storm with his howling silence that always felt so predatory.

“Basking in his warmth feels amazing,” I admitted as I reached back to grab my shirt. “But I like how cool and restful it feels in your shadow.”

I yanked the shirt up and over my head, tossing it to the floor.

Cas’s expression didn’t change, but the hand gripping my thigh squeezed hard enough to bruise. “Even without your pheromones I’m losing my mind.”

I leaned into him, wrapping my arms around his neck to suffocate him in my tits. “You can’t smell them at all?”

His eyes flashed and he let out a low growl, grabbing my ass with both hands. “It’s faint. Like the first day we met.”

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