Page 13 of Knot Our Omega

"We need to mark her," Luka growled.

I turned toward him, often forgetting he was in the room because of how silent he was. "So you've decided to keep her then? I was a little worried you'd send her back."

"I'd never send her back to that place," he growled like the very thought was infuriating.

"So you like her?" Alfie probed.

"I don't know her."

"But…" I urged because there was always a but with that type of statement.

"I admit, I would have gotten bored faster than I realized with the type of omega we requested. I'm glad it's her." He sighed. "I'm not displeased by what was given to us."

"She's worried you won't like her. She was insecure about her size last night, afraid to share that detail," Alfie said casually as he flipped his pancakes.

"What? That's ridiculous. The way that her hips curve is like a masterpiece." Luka's eyes burned, and I knew he was thinking about her hips and how perfect they would be to hold as she bounced on our cocks.

"You didn't make her feel like a masterpiece in the office at Omega Industries," I pointed out.

"I'll admit, I was heated. But now that it's over with, I see the errors in my ways." He looked toward the hallway, where our omega was still sleeping. "I'll have to show her differently."

As if she knew she was the object of our obsession, the door down the hall clicked and light streamed through the walkway. I looked up, a smile tugging at my lips, knowing that our omega was about to appear. But when she appeared, I wasn't prepared. My breath stuck in my chest and I forgot to exhale.

"So damn beautiful." Alfie spoke first.

"I couldn't agree more," Luka added as he rose to walk toward her.

I was still frozen, unable to make my mind and mouth connect when Luka reached her. He bent down, his lips brushing against her cheek as he greeted her good morning. Her palm went up, covering the place he kissed, shock making her eyes wide.

Finally, my brain came back online. "Little omega, you're looking ravishing this morning."

She blushed further, as she'd not yet recovered from Luka's kiss. Her pink little tongue came out, swiping against her bottom lip. "Well, I... I didn't get a chance to do better yesterday, so I wanted to make up for it today. I was not prepared at Omega Industries."

"Love, you never need to make anything up to us," I pointed out. "But damn, you sure are a sight to behold."

The dress she wore was cotton, simple, yet it hugged every curve she had, clinging tightly to the flare of her hips and her plump breasts. Her curls were straightened out and the glasses we were so used to seeing, the ones that I was becoming slightly obsessed with, had disappeared. She looked amazing, fucking beautiful... but....

"You are sight, but I adored you just the way you were." I needed to make sure she knew.

When she approached the kitchen, Alfie strolled over, bringing her in for a hug, and kissing her forehead. "You look gorgeous, darling. But I agree with Felix. Don't go to this length on our behalf."

"I just thought?—"

"You're gorgeous," Luka announced when it was clear she was becoming self-conscious. "Thank you, omega."

She nodded once. "You're welcome, Alpha."

"Omega, sit down. We need to talk while we eat breakfast," Luka ordered as he went to the cabinet and took out plates.

"I can get those," our omega offered.

"We can serve you," I reminded her. "It is our honor."

"But an omega's job?—"

"Is what we make it to be," Luka cut her off. "Sit."

I stood, pulling out her chair, which she instantly fell into. Her wide eyes looked up at me. "Thank you, Felix."

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