Page 434 of Omega for the Pack

Just then, I was about to blurt out the real truth about not being their omega. But I looked up to see Ryder and Ethan rushing into the pool room with panicked looks on their faces. Lucas immediately removed his fingers from my behind, and I sighed in relief.

I quickly tried to swim away from Adrian and Lucas, but it was too late. Ryder had seen it all. His eyes roamed to my floating bottoms, and his lips pulled into a smirk.

“Can you grab that for me?” I asked Adrian, and he reached behind him, passing it to me.

“What’s going on chief?” Lucas said as he lifted himself out of the pool. His face was cool as a cucumber as he squeezed water from his dark blue shorts, like he wasn't just fingering my ass hole a few moments ago.

“Sorry for disturbing your fun, but she needs to get taken inside immediately,” said Ryder.

“Why?” I asked.

“Your stalker is here. We caught him walking around outside through our cameras, and Cooper's after him,” said Ethan in a rushed voice. “I’ll carry her inside.”

I could barely process the information before Ethan lifted me out of the swimming pool with his massive alpha strength. My wet body felt so heavy and tired as he rushed me into the house. My head bounced against his muscled chest as he ran up the steps of my home and into my bathroom.

He deposited me into the tub, and suddenly, I was overcome with giggles.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched him fumble with the knobs to get the temperature right. He looked so serious in his task.

“What’s so funny?” he asked. I covered my mouth, trying to hold back more laughter.

“I mean, the stalker isn’t a big deal anymore,” I said. “We don’t have to be so scared.”

“Your safety is a big deal, Lacy,” said Ethan, turning on the water.

I didn’t even notice when he unclipped my wet top, revealing my breasts to him. I instantly covered myself with my hands when I saw him reaching for the washcloth.

“How about the stalker? Shouldn’t you be out there looking for him?”

“My job is to stay with you and protect you,” said Ethan, squirting bath soap all over the washcloth until it was covered in pink streaks. “Now relax, omega.”

Every limb of my body felt heavy and tired from swimming, so I didn’t fight him. I was getting used to these guards feeling me up, and it didn’t feel horrible. I just needed to figure out what we would do once my stalker was caught.Was I going to say farewell to them like nothing happened?

I felt him rub the washcloth all over my neck and my back. The warmth of it felt good against my chilled skin. My pussy was still throbbing, and my ass was aching after Lucas’s fingers.

I yawned.

A nice nap after this would be nice. Then I remembered we needed to go to the haunted house event of Manny’s. Would they stop me from going because of this incident?They better not stop me.

“It feels so good,” I said to Ethan. I needed him on my side, so I needed to butter him up before the event tonight. “How the heck did you carry me all this way? You’re so damn strong.”

“Aw, thank you,” said Ethan, rubbing the washcloth around my breasts. I could see his face turning red as he did that. “Sorry about this.”

“No, it’s okay, I’m so worn out. I’d rather you wash me,” I said, jutting out my chest so he could see my hard nipples. His face reddened even further as he ran the washcloth over my nipples.

His large, warm hands covering my body felt amazing with every stroke.

He hesitated as he brought the washcloth down to my belly and over my mound. I could see his pants tenting with his arousal as he hesitantly washed the top of my pussy. His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat as he swallowed nervously.

“Spread your legs, my dear,” he said. I was getting aroused by this. Even though he was much older than me, it was hot to me.

“Like this?” I asked, spreading my legs wide and lifting them over the edge of the tub in either direction so he could get a good view. I was horny now, so I didn’t care as much.

“Oh fuck,” he said under his breath. He poured a small bucket of warm water over my pussy, and I jerked at the impact. I was still sensitive from Adrian’s fingers thrusting into me wildly. His hand shook as he brought the cloth directly over my pussy. He wiped me with the washcloth in an up-and-down motion. His finger pressed against my center from the washcloth, and I gasped in surprise.

Then he dropped the washcloth to the bottom of the tub and quickly squirted soap over his own hand.

“Umm,” I started to say.

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