Page 26 of My Omega's Dream

“Was that okay?” I quickly ask and I get a warm chuckle in reply.

“That was more than okay. That was fucking mind-blowing,” he says, readjusting so that we’re both on our sides with me spooned behind him, my knot still locking us together. “But I was in the wet spot. Gross.”

“Sorry,” I say sheepishly. “Next time I’ll make sure not to drop you into the wet spot once we’re done.”

“Next time?”

I freeze. Shit. I shouldn’t have assumed this was going to happen again. I shouldn’t have assumed Avery would want me for more than this. Before my worries can get the better of me, Avery reaches back and slaps my hip.

“Stop freaking out,” he says, “yes, next time. I don’t want this to end, Frost. I have very real feelings for you and I want to see where this goes. I was just kinda surprised you felt the same way.”

“I do,” I say in a rush. “I really, really do.” I wrap my arms around him and kiss the back of his shoulder where a beautiful bruise is forming. “I care about you a lot and it feels so surreal because it’s coming on so quickly but these feelings are real. I’m doing my best not to completely freak out because at any moment, you could rip that all away and leave me heartbroken.”

There’s some time where neither of us speaks. Finally, Avery breaks the silence. “I can’t promise anything,” he says softly, “but I can feel that this is special. I’ve only just gotten you but already I feel like I could break if I lost you.”

“We agree on that,” I tell him, kissing the back of his head. My knot slowly goes down and I pull myself free. “Shower?”

“Shower,” Avery says with a nod. We both get out of bed and head into the shower. Gods, he’s so fucking hot. If I’m not careful, I’ll end up knotting him while standing in the shower and I’m sure that would end in disaster.

Instead, we take our time washing each other’s bodies. Avery notes that there’s not a single mark left on my skin from his mouth and that next time we fuck, he’ll be the one on top so he can have his mouth free to roam. I don’t think I could dream up a better scenario even if I tried.

Chapter thirteen

Avery

Icurl up on the couch with my book, unable to get the smile off my face. Not that I’d want to. I feel so happy. I hate to admit it but Ellie was right, this is exactly what I needed.

I was overworking myself to the point of exhaustion without even realizing it. Getting some distance makes me realize I need a better balance, but it also makes me genuinely miss my work. I miss my pack. I’ve loved this vacation but I’m glad it’s almost over.

That just leaves the giant elephant in the room. What’s going to happen when this vacation is over and it’s time to head back to my pack? Could I convince Frost to come with me? Is it possible that whatever it is we have going on can last outside this remote cabin?

Gods, I hope so. Now that I have Frost in my life, I can’t imagine going back to the way things were. My home will feel too empty without him there taking up space. And that’s withouteven thinking about howamazingit’s going to be that my mother can no longer try to set me up with people!

I just need to figure out how to actually approach the topic. Could I just ask Frost to come home with me? Would he even be interested? I know he’s a lone wolf but I get the sense that he’d rather it not be that way. If given the choice, would he want to settle down in one place?

“Hey, handsome,” Frost says, startling me out of my thoughts. I look up at him, my stomach warming at his soft smile. He hands me a cup of hot chocolate before sitting on the floor, leaning against my legs.

The shutters on the front of the cabin shake as the wind blows. It’s been snowing all night. I’m glad we have enough food that we’re not having to make our way to the main lodge. The snow has made everything white and beautiful outside while the inside of our cabin is perfectly warm thanks to the electric fireplace. We’re in our own little bubble together.

“Thank you,” I murmur, taking a sip and humming happily. One of my favorite things about the holidays is hot chocolate, especially if I can put some peppermint sticks in there as well. “You’re the best.”

Frost chuckles. “If you say so.” He tilts his head back. “How’s your book?”

I set the book down beside me. “Honestly, I have no idea. I was lost in thought.”

“I figured as much. It’s been like ten minutes of you staring at the same page.”

“What? No. Ten minutes, really?”

“Mhmm,” he hums, knocking his head against my knee. “Anything you wanna talk about?”

I take another sip of my hot chocolate, giving myself a moment to think. Do I want to spring this on him? Everything has been going so well since the other night when we’d fallen asleep in thelittle dome together and then come back to the cabin and made love. I’m pleasantly sore from how many times Frost has knotted me and there’s a bruise on his shoulder that might actually be permanent after how hard I sucked it into his skin. Things feel downright domestic between us, so why the fuck would I want to shake things up by asking questions?

Fuck. I really shouldn’t hold the question back just because the response is unsure. I should be brave! I should tell Frost exactly what I want! But why is that so terrifying?

“Maybe? I don’t know, I’m scared to break the little bubble we have going on,” I confess softly.

“Oh,” Frost whispers. He turns around, kneeling between my legs. His eyes are wide and he bites his bottom lip, right between his piercings. He looks like he’s ready to worship the very ground I stand on. I might have worried about my body in the past, but the way this alpha cherishes every inch of me leaves me feeling like a god handcrafted this body. He makes me feel beautiful and sexy.

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