Page 38 of Golden Desires

I tried so hard to tempt the Alpha into more last night, and I’m not sure if I enjoyed the playful way we teased each other more, or the way he growled that I needed my rest and to stop tempting him.

I knew he wasn’t bothered by my persistence, because when I got out of bed to get dressed after my last orgasm, picking the shirt he had originally planned to have me sleep in off the floor, he let out an unholy growl that practically shook the walls.

“Get that sweet ass back in bed, Omega, before I turn it pink. The only place that clothing belongs tonight, is on the floor,” he barked, and the shiver that ran through me was enough to have slick gathering in my center.

I never knew an Alpha’s bark could be sexy.

“But you said I need to stop tempting you,” I replied innocently, dragging a hand down my chest while I held the shirt loosely in my other hand. Aldair’s response had been to stomp over to me, and toss me onto the bed.

I nibble my lip now, remembering how his flavor stuck to my tongue. Will Cillian be salty too, or will his cracked pepper and sandalwood scent spice the taste? Will Ky be sweeter with the hint of clover?

The thought has me pausing after I kick the blankets off. My Alphas? Can I claim them? Make them mine? Oh, I really fucking want to. I can feel the need to run out of this room and hunt each of them down to mark them with a mate bond coursing through my veins.

“My Alphas…” I whisper, testing out the sound. “Their Omega. Their Mate…” There’s a moment, as something inside me settles around the idea, that I know with my whole heart, that this is where I belong.

With that conviction, I decide to claim what I want.

It’s time to take what's mine.

A short while later, after washing my face and putting my hair up with the ribbon from last night I pull on a pretty pale blue dress. I give a twirl to watch the blue fabric swish around my knees. This dress is the girliest, nicest thing I’ve ever owned. It fits every curve perfectly, especially now that I’m eating so well.

Half of my new life list is complete. Find a safe place to live and eat lots of delicious food. Now I just need to keep enjoying the baths and the orgasms, and I’ll be happy Omega.

I can’t remember ever waking up and feeling this giddy. This, light! I feel as if I could float around the house.

If I can offer these men nothing else, I can at least do for them what I did for Aldair last night. He seemed to enjoy it…

Before I leave the room, I am hit with a wave of need that leaves me clutching the door. The instincts I’ve been suppressing rise to the surface, and scream at me. Yes! Claim them, mate them, let them rut, and fuck and knot… RUN FOR THEM…

I’ve made my way down the hall in a daze, but I stumble mid-step into the kitchen. That last thought had been so loud, but…run from them? Why would I run? Run, chase, catch! BITE, KNOT, CLAIM!

My temperature spikes, and I swallow the lump in my suddenly dry throat. Rushing into the kitchen, I get myself a cup of water and gulp it down, sweat dripping down my forehead and between my shoulder blades. The world spins slightly, and there are no signs of my Alphas inside, so I head out the front door.

I fall into the porch swing that I have yet to make use of, the cool air hitting my skin like a wet blanket, and I gasp. What the fuck is happening?

I’m fanning myself, when from between the trees, I spot movement. For a moment I am consumed with the fear that Donald, or one of the villagers, has found me. Then the shape takes on a more monstrous form. It’s over seven feet tall, black fur…glowing brown eyes.

I screech, leaping out of the swing and scrambling across the porch toward the door as I keep my eyes fixed to the spot between the trees, but as I blink, it’s gone.

“Goldie?” Kylan comes sprinting up to me from the other side of the yard, eyes wide as he searches the area for a threat.

“Ky!” I cry out, and take off in his direction. I launch into his arms, and he catches me easily as I tremble. “I think my mind is messing with me,” I whisper. “I thought I saw the villagers…” I confess, as I tremble in his arms. I am not sure which option scares me more, the threat of my past or the fear of what hides in the forest.

“They can’t get to you here, Goldie. I promise. You’re safe, I will always keep you safe, sweet Omega.” He lets out a strong purr that immediately soothes me, and I melt in his arms. Once my shaking stops, Ky sets me on my feet, and I step back to look up at him.

“Sorry about that.” I frown as the tension holding me fades, but Ky shrugs.

“I’m sorry you were frightened, but I’m not sorry about the hug.” He smirks, but my frown only deepens.

“You aren’t? You’ve been avoiding me…avoiding touching me, ever since our kiss,” I whisper, fiddling with the hem of my dress as my nerves get the best of me.

“No, I’m not–” he starts but snaps his jaw shut when I glare at him.

“Don’t treat me like I’m stupid. Please. If you don’t want me…” I trail off, shaking my head. My heart and my instincts tell me Ky is mine, but maybe I’m wrong.

“Fuck, Goldie no…” Ky shocks me into silence as he falls to his knees before me, and wraps his arms around my waist. While kneeling in front of me, the top of his head comes right up to my chin. Slowly, I lower my hands to his shoulders, before allowing them to trail up his broad muscles and push them into the hair at the nape of his neck.

He leans down and presses his face to my abdomen, breathing me in deeply, and now it’s Ky that’s trembling in my arms. My heart aches. I don’t want Ky in pain or doubting our connection… I don’t like this.