Page 12 of Omega for the Pack

I turned around, ready to run away, but Lori pulled my arm.

“What are you doing?” she hissed at me. Of course she didn’t recognize the cop from last night. She was too out of it.

I noticed the line behind us. They were looking annoyed.

Shit. I didn’t have a choice. Either go back to my parents or go on a cruise with some hot cop who knew where I lived and knew I crashed a stop sign.

I took a deep breath and turned back to face Grant.

“We need to pat you down for any weapons,” he said in his gravelly voice. His voice sent a tingle down my spine, and Ialmost forgot the effect it had on me. It disarmed me completely as I stood there waiting for his touch. Looking forward to his hand running all over my body.

I stood with my arms out to the side.

Grant waved over the other security guard to take care of Lori, and then he stood in front of me. He wore a white uniform with a medallion on the front. The gun at his side stood out, turning me on even more for some freaky reason.

When his brown hands touched my arms, my skin heated despite the cold. He rubbed my arms and slowly went down my sides, deliberately taking his time in my chest area. My breathing intensified as his hands rested against my hips momentarily, and then he released me.

“You’re good,” he said softly, looking at me with hooded eyes.

Flushed, I quickly walked onto the deck, my suitcase flopping behind me as I dragged it. Kids and families assembled on the large deck as workers directed them where to go. I leaned against the railing, waiting for Lori to get her bags checked.

I had no idea how Grant ended up on the ship with us and what he was doing here. Could it be a total coincidence?

“That was interesting,” said Lori. “Two hot as fuck security guys. We’re going to have fun.”

For some reason, a stab of jealousy went through me when she noticed Grant. I bit my lip at how ridiculous I was being. I had no right to be possessive of anyone.

“Let’s figure out where our rooms are,” I said finally.

I unpackedmy suitcase on my bed. I was sharing a room with Lori. She was already sprawled out on her bed. Her items were scattered all over the place.

“I’m starving,” she said, holding her stomach.

“Didn’t you just eat cereal before we got here?” I asked, my mind distracted as I thought about Grant’s hands patting me down.

“Well, it’s lunchtime now,” she said, sitting up. She was wearing a purple crop top with purple leggings. She hated dressing up, and I tried to convince her to dress a little fancier, but she said she’d only do that on the actual wedding day, which was tomorrow.

“I don’t want to go up there right now,” I said, my stomach growling. I hadn’t had breakfast since I was nervous about leaving my family for so long. Now, I was a bit nervous that Grant was on the ship with us.

It was better hiding away here. I sat on the bed, feeling slightly dizzy and an incessant throbbing between my legs. I rubbed my warm forehead, hoping I wasn’t getting sick.

“Why not?”

“I’m just not feeling so good right now.”

“Alright, I’ll see you when you decide to come up.”

I nodded, closing my eyes.

“My cousin put us all the way in the back,” huffed Lori, looking around the room. “Typical. It’s like I don’t matter or something.”

At least we were here, and I wanted to say. But I didn’t want to piss her off or act like I was on her cousin’s side. When Lori was hungry, there was no stopping her anger.

I finished unpacking and sat on the bed, clutching my belly. I felt minor cramps down there, but nothing too major. Twinges of arousal kept going through me, and my privates were clenching.

That’s it. I had to take care of this once and for all.

I walked into the tiny bathroom in our room and closed the door behind me. I had never masturbated before, so I was scaredof what to expect. But I needed some relief and quick. The pills really messed with me. Suppressing me my entire life.

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