Page 5 of Buying the Omega

Now that I am staring into his eyes, I remember.

He was my father’s personal guard, for less than a month after I returned from boarding school, might I add, before my father had him replaced. When I asked why, my father told me to mind my business and I have not thought of him since.

That’s a lie. One I tell myself quite often.

I dream of him at night. Dirty things I have no business dreaming of, especially with a man that might be older than my father. My dreams often feature his lips around my nipples and his head between my thighs and I often wake up horny and slick. It isn’t something I can simply control or wish away and to be honest I’m not sure I would.

And now, he is holding my breast in his roughened hand and staring into my soul with his hazel gaze. And I can’t seem to get out of this silly trance he has me under.

“Do you know who I am?” he asks, his low voice flowing over me, raising goose bumps across my exposed flesh.

My sex grows slippery with my slick and I blush once more. I have never been this close to an Alpha besides my father,and I have never been naked around another living being. He has kept me locked away and has kept his employees far away from me. My body is only doing what is natural, preparing to accept an Alpha.

Omegas are the only ones that can truly take an Alpha. Only an omega can accept an Alpha’s knot. For any other female it is immensely painful and can even cause physical harm.

“No,” I say softly shaking my head. “I’ve seen you before but that is all.”

“My name is Jonah.”

“Jonah,” I say, allowing my tongue to caress the word.

A low sound of approval rumbles out of him.

“I want to prepare you for what is going to happen here tonight,” he says rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending a jolt of pleasure through my system. “I am going to pop your cherry, fuck you in every way I see fit, and knot you, repeatedly.”

Another gasp escapes me. It may seem like he has shocked me but it’s the images his words have conjured that actually do the trick. Arousal thrums through my body like the beat of a song as he continues speaking.

“If you fight me, it will hurt, Autumn. I will not hold back because this is your first time. I will take what is mine, what I have craved and been dreaming of for more than a year. What I have paid for.”

“Jonah,” I say but he cuts me off.

“Get on the bed and spread your legs, Omega. I want to see what one hundred and ninety thousand dollars has bought me.”

I wish he would stop bringing up the damn money because I would have gladly allowed this man into my bed and body without it. But we are here now, and he has paid a lot to take what he wants from me tonight.

I jump to do what he says, adrenaline and lust surging through me. I know I should be afraid, but I can’t find it in me. Jonah has starred in every dark and dirty thought I have had since I returned home from boarding school. The man with the bulging muscles and salt-and-pepper hair.

Once I am flat on my back, I spread my thighs forgetting that I am supposed to be embarrassed by the situation. My breasts heave with my harsh breathing as I lie waiting on the bed for him to make the next move.

“Good girl,” he says from beside me, running his gaze over every inch of my nakedness. “I can smell your slick.”

“Oh.” Heat burns on my cheeks. “I’m sorry.”

He throws his head back and laughs loudly. “You are definitely a virgin,” he says, undoing his tie and discarding it on the floor before going to work on his black button-up shirt. “Any Alpha would love to be in my shoes. Your slick smells divine and I want to lap up every drop.”

I know I should say something, but I’m transfixed by him standing beside the bed, shirtless. A light smattering of hair covers his pectorals. He doesn’t have a six-pack like some of the younger men I’ve seen in magazines, but he isn’t fat.

Slowly, he pulls his belt through the loops before undoing his pants and letting them fall to the floor. His cock falls free, and I immediately clamp my legs closed. Fear courses through me at the sight of the monster erection between his thighs. Both his length and girth look like they couldn’t possibly fit inside me.

He chuckles, leisurely running a hand over the length. “Don’t worry, Omega, it’ll fit. Eventually.”

Chapter Four

Jonah

I can smell the moment she goes from aroused to terrified. Usually, I would stop to reassure the female in my bed—I know my cock is larger than average—but I am already too lost in the haze of my arousal. Slapping her left thigh harshly, I glare at her until she spreads her legs once more. My handprint is beautifully red against her fair skin, and I want to land more blows across her skin. We aren’t allowed to permanently mark an omega but pinking her skin will fade, eventually.

Climbing between her thighs I rub the head of my cock across her sex, gathering her wetness and scalding myself with her heat. Looking at her face, I see the first tear slip from her eye. I know I should take this slow, but I don’t have the self-control to do that right now.

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