Page 18 of Heat Hesitation

Ophelia

I didn't sleep. Of course, I didn't. I tossed and turned, and the moment I drifted off, the image of all four gorgeous Constantine alphas making a liar out of me had me shooting up and awake, sweaty and horny and annoyed. The bespectacled Alpha, Enzo, with his mysterious yet earth-shattering, quiet smile and piercing, direct gaze kept dominating my dreams. In them, he sat patiently on my couch, waiting for me to give in and fall to my knees.

His alpha dominance is quiet and controlled. Like I'll submit merely because he expects it.

In my dream, Asher and Sully shared me between them, their thick, muscular frames holding me up in the air, one leg in each arm, as they took turns thrusting in and out of me. Theo, angry and devastatingly sexy, his careless, knowing sneer watching his brothers punish me while he watched on, lazily stroking his cock.

I was dripping in slick, and no toy would take the edge off.

Finally, after a long shower, and putting on a thick pair of slick-wick panties, I was cranky, tired and ready for work.

I left my apartment cautiously, half expecting to find one of the brothers waiting outside my apartment door. I was surprised and, confusingly, disappointed when I found the hallway empty, save for the late afternoon noise of my neighbors. Mel's gone, and most of the kids in the building are at school.

I hurried down the stairs, pulling my hood up over my head, and slipping my sunglasses on before stopping short in front of Sully, looking totally out of place in his fancy-ass charcoal gray suit, leaning against the crumbling brick stoop.

"Uhh… hey," I say slowly. "How'd you know when I was leaving?" I narrow my eyes, wondering if it was just him.

"I didn't."

"So… how did you know… how long have you been here?"

He smirks, "Did you really think we'd just wait to hear from you? We wanted to be sure you didn't try to run off."

Turning on a heel, I scoff and walk past him, dutifully ignoring my omega's preening that he's here and waiting for me.

Sully reaches out to grasp my arm, gentle but firm. He's holding me through two layers of fabric, and there's nothing sexy or caressing about it, but still, it causes shivers to rack through my body. After the night I had, the unfulfilled dreams, I'm walking on thin ice.

"As I said last night, where would I go?" I gripe, tugging out of his hold, continuing my walk.

"Will you stop, please?"

"Can't. I'm late for work."

"You work?" He asks, surprised. It gives me pause, and I turn to face him, my eyebrows high on my forehead.

"Yes, of course I work. Who do you think pays for my lavish lifestyle?" I wave my arm back toward C-Block.

He shakes his head, "My apologies, Omega, I didn't mean to offend." I snort, wondering what it'll take to get him to drop the prim and proper act. Then again, I can picture him dominating me with it. Do be a good girl and get on your knees for me, Omega. I clear my throat, willing the image away, when he continues, "You don't have to work now, you know that, right?"

I roll my eyes but keep walking.

"Can I drive you, at least?"

Queenie's is only ten minutes from my apartment, so I don't bother saying yes. Though, in the winter, I'd totally take a ride.

He said I didn't have to work, but he didn't bark and tell me to stop walking. He and Enzo left my apartment last night when I asked them to. No one tried to force me into anything. Yet. I wait for the other shoe to drop as I glance at Sully while he follows me in his crisp suit, totally out of place.

Despite his bulk, he strolls, concern morphing into curiosity as he takes in his unfamiliar surroundings, keeping pace. But when I slip down the narrow alleyway behind the club and pause outside the back entrance, Sully's curiosity changes into something darker.

"You work here?" He asks angrily.

His disapproval makes me feel ashamed, so I straighten my shoulders and lift my chin. "So?"

"Does your employer know you're an omega?"

"Of course."

"And they let you work here?" He asks, incredulous.

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