Page 44 of Capturing Their Omega

“Cassie?” Eric’s voice cuts through the lusty haze Cassie is in, his tone laced with confusion. He appears in the doorway, trying to assess the situation. “What’s going on?”

Cassie’s eyes flutter, her gaze unfocused as she struggles to regain her bearings. She looks at me, her eyes wide with confusion, as if awakening from a dream that was both vivid and terrifying.

“Cassie. Hey, look at me. It’s all right.” My voice is low, husky with emotion.

She looks at me, her eyes wide with confusion. “Jeremiah?” she whispers, her voice barely audible.

I nod, my heart still racing, my body still thrumming with the remembered touch of her hands on my skin. “Yeah, Cassie. It’s me.”

With a startled cry, she jerks back, her body colliding with Eric’s as he tries to calm her down. “Oh my God, what have I done?” she exclaims, her voice trembling. “Why did I do that? I’m so sorry, I didn’t even think.” Cassie’s words tumble out in a frantic apology, her voice laced with panic and disbelief.

“Cassie, Cassie!” Eric shakes her shoulder, trying to calm her down. “Let’s go inside before you send the entire building into a frenzy because of your pheromones.” His voice is a soothing balm, a gentle melody that seeks to ease the savage beast that threatens to devour us both.

Eric leads a trembling Cassie inside while I stay outside for a bit, spreading my pheromones to mask her scent with mine and also to calm my raging dick.

I stand frozen, my senses still reeling from the aftermath of our encounter. My heart still races, my body still thrums with the remembered touch of her hands on my skin. I know that I’m teetering on the edge of a precipice, staring into the abyss of my own desires. And I’m not sure if I’ll be able to find my way back.

I groan as my dick swells with blood, growing even harder.

Fuck!

That was the hottest thing that has ever happened to me. It’s a no-brainer that I’m attracted to Cassie. I’ve been attracted to her since the very first time we met.

It's been hard trying to keep my attraction to her at bay. But I had to. I couldn’t act on it until I was sure she felt the same way. It’s a sweet torture seeing her walking around so oblivious to how I feel about her.

I am like a moth attracted to flame, who doesn’t care if it gets burned or not. Cassie is all I see. Her blue eyes invade my dreams, painting vivid images of us rolling in the sheets.

I see images of me thrusting deep into her. I want to occupy her thoughts, be the one to hear her moans. I want to see her face contoured in pleasure.

I imagine her warm legs snaking through and over mine between the sheets. I imagine her being hot and wet between her legs as she grinds on me. I think of grabbing her by the hips and flipping us over, yanking down her panties and diving down, taking her in my mouth.

I want to do nothing but feel her and taste her and smell her, make her smile and sweat and come.

I close my eyes. “Jesus,” I pant, licking my dry lips.

Rubbing the sweat off my neck, I peer down and see my dick tenting my pants.

Fuck.

I swallow hard, blinking rapidly. My cock throbs so hard underneath my pants, itching, desperate for her touch. I’venever been this turned on in my life and from what? Just a little touch from her?

I scoff lightly, my lips tugging into a little smile. I must look like a weirdo, standing outside my apartment, smiling while leaning against the door.

I can still feel her soft curves pressing against the hard ridges of my body. How good her mouth felt against my neck. It was surreal.

It took every ounce of my restraint to prevent me from taking advantage of the state she was in. I know she wasn’t in her right mind. Normal Cassie wouldn’t have mustered enough courage to come onto me like that.

Feeling a knot wind painfully tight inside me, I run my hand over my face, trying to rub away the shame. I shouldn’t be thinking of her in this manner.

After a couple of minutes of me taking in deep breaths and thinking about dying chickens in a bid to soften my cock, I walk back inside.

There are tears streaming down from Cassie’s eyes. Eric’s arms are wrapped around her, comforting her. The air is thick with questions. Lot of questions.

My eyes fall to Cassie’s mouth, remembering the feel of it on my skin, and another rush of heat coats my chest. I avert my gaze, running my hand through my hair.

“I’ve found out everything,” Cassie mutters, her voice raw. “All the secrets about myself.”

Her red-rimmed eyes fall on me, seeking a semblance of familiarity. I give her a subtle nod, urging her to continue.

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