Page 105 of Claiming Their Omega

Cade just walks off without a word. Easton mumbles something about checking on the animals and disappears out the front door again. Hendrix goes into the kitchen for some kind of snack.

That leaves Jesse, who tries to sneak off to his room. I’m not having it.

I follow him. I want to know more about what’s going on, and I know that none of the other three will tell me if their pack leader won’t. If I want answers, I have to go to Jesse.

Jesse looks at me askance as he gets to his bedroom. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“I’m going to get some answers, is what I’m doing.” I glare at him, folding my arms. “What’s going on with the McAllisters?”

Jesse groans and goes into his bedroom. “I’m not dealing with this. It’s one in the morning, for crying out loud.”

“No, we’re dealing with it.” I follow him into the bedroom, closing the door. “I’m here living with you all and I deserve to know what’s going on if some guy’s going to come along and threaten us. And you’re important to me, all four of you are. You’re important to my family, and to the community. If you need help—”

“Oh, no, you don’t.” Jesse shakes his head. “I’m not going to anyone for charity. And this isn’t your business. You just keep your nose out of it.”

“It’s becoming my business!”

“Well then we’ll just undo that, won’t we?”

I poke him in the chest. “You’re going to tell me what’s going on and I’m not going to back down until you do.”

“You can yell at me about it until you’re blue in the face, wildcard, it ain’t happening.” He smirks, although his eyes are still flashing with the intensity of our argument. “You know I love it when you get all stubborn with me, show me your fire. But that doesn’t mean you’re going to get what you want.”

“You’re a stubborn ass, you know that?”

He snorts. “Maybe, but you like that about me. And you’re one to call me stubborn. You’re the most stubborn, infuriating woman I know.”

I glare at him, my hands on my hips. “Yeah? If that’s true, then you should know I’m never gonna let this go.”

We stand there staring at each other, a fire stirring between us, and my heart won’t quit pounding. But I can’t tell if it’s because I’m pissed off at him, turned on, or both.

Who am I kidding? It’s definitely both.

“You’re such a brat,” he growls, and I smirk back at him.

“Maybe, but you like that about me.”

The hint of a smile that was on his face before falls quickly when he realizes I’ve thrown his own words back at him. His eyes narrow as he takes a slow step closer to me. My skin warms like I’ve gotten closer to a raging fire.

“I don’t like that you’re a brat, wildcard. But I do like putting you in your place when you act like one.”

My body ignites, a full-on bonfire—because I like that too. “I dare you to try.”

Jesse’s nostrils flare as he exhales, and in the blink of an eye, his hand reaches out to palm the back of my head. He pulls me into him, his lips searing against mine as the tension between us sparks, threatening to light the whole area on fire with us. His tongue delves into my mouth to find my own, tangling with it until he comes out on top, and I break away, gasping.

He flashes me a devilish smile, his eyes glinting. “I like it when you fight with me. It only makes me harder.”

“Yeah?” I pant. “And what are you gonna do about it?”

“I could fuck the brat right out of you,” he promises, his voice dropping.

Wetness soaks my panties as heat curls low in my belly, mixing with the lingering anger from our argument.

“I’ll keep sassing you anyway,” I taunt, resting a hand on his muscled chest as I tilt my head up so that our gazes lock.

His smile turns dark and hungry. “Then I guess I’ll just have to shut you up by giving that perfect mouth something better to do.”

He kisses me again, his lips almost bruising on mine, and when we break apart, he presses me down to my knees. My face is less than an inch from the thick bulge where his cock presses against his pants, and he slides his fingers through my hair, dragging me even closer.

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