Page 19 of Knot Our Omega

Something was wrong. At least, I thought so because I'd never felt like this before. My body had never ached like it had when these men got close to me. Maybe it was the effect of their pheromones. Was that why omegas were hidden away from the population until they were placed with a unit?

Of course it was their pheromones. These men were smoking hot. Effortlessly. It was almost annoying.

My body came alive with their simplest of touches. Their hands caused trails of fire that never fully disappeared by the night’s end. They casually touched me everywhere and nowhere at all and it was so confusing. How could my body want something so bad, yet I didn't understand what it wanted?

Because the alpha's hands were made for pleasure,my omega promised.

She wanted nothing more than to strip off my clothes and pose naked in front of her alpha, beta, and delta until they gave her what she wanted. My omega, a complete hoe. The oppositeof me, who was terrified to show them too much skin for fear of what they thought of my dimpled thighs.

"We can't take you outside of this office, yet," Alfie explained, looking so serious as he held onto a tablet in the main building of the company they ran. "You shouldn't run into anyone but us here, as they would all need a code and approval to enter, both of which no one else has."

"Okay." I nodded vigorously.

Alfie pushed open a door that led to Luka's office. He was on the phone when we entered, his brows pulled tight as he leaned back in his chair. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips when he saw me, and instantly, that pain in my core pulsed.

I took a deep breath, breathing through it. It had been there since the morning in the closet a week ago when the men explained that they could force my body to react to theirs if they wished. It was the littlest of demonstrations, and it nearly had me crumbling. I was thankful my alpha had opted to never do it to me. But since then my body had decided it would rebel, making me feel slightly more uncomfortable as the days went on, even when I was soothed just to be near them.

"Yes sir." My alpha spoke into the phone, though his eyes remained on me, burning through my skin. "I'll assign an additional five men for the function this weekend, as well as sending someone out this afternoon to up the video surveillance."

There was a long pause where Luka listened, and I stepped forward, taking a seat in a chair near him while Alfie leaned against the desk, working on something on his tablet. Luka rolled his eyes and silently sighed before speaking to the customer again. "I understand. But you need to take our situation into consideration as well. I can't simply provide you the services without compensation." Another pause. "No sir, ourcontract does not cover additional events. I have the contract pulled up right here. Would you like me to send over a copy?"

Alfie leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "Our biggest client, but damn if he isn't a cheapskate. He wants all the benefits of a security team at the cost of a single guard."

"Sounds awful," I whispered back.

Luka covered the receiver. "The worst." He cleared his throat. "Yes sir. The contract is in your inbox now. Please note that on the bottom is your signature, stating that you agree to those terms. If you would like this additional security still, please reach out and let us know. But be aware that adding extra video surveillance does mean that we would need to know no later than this afternoon."

Luka listened to the man complain as he leaned forward, grabbing the arm of my chair and dragging it so that I was seated in front of him, our knees touching. He used his shoulder to hold the phone up as his fingers guided up my thigh, pushing the material of the skirt aside.

"Yes sir." Luka smirked, and the simple sight sent flutters through my body. When his fingers had almost reached the junction of my thighs and my fingers were digging into the arm of the chair, gripping it for dear life, he trailed his hand back down to my knee. "Sir, I've got to go, but I think we've discussed all that we needed to hear. Let me know your final decision."

Without waiting for a response, he hung up the phone, a growl leaving him, and I whimpered, unsure where the sound even came from as I squirmed in the chair. My bottom lip quivered as I looked at him. "Alpha."

His rough voice sent a wave of unfamiliar heat through me. "Omega. Our beta should have never let you leave the house in this skirt."

"You don't like it?" My heart plummeted even as my pulse raced. It was new, something Felix picked out and had deliveredto me just last night. Felix was always taking care of me, buying me things before I even realized I needed them.

"Oh no, omega. I very much like the skirt. So much so that I couldn't keep my eyes off you from the moment you walked in. All I could think about is what's under your skirt." Another growl left him. "And I'd very much like to find out what waits for me there."

I swallowed hard. I - well,wehad never explored full intimacy. My omega damn near started a rally inside, cheering for her victory. Her alpha wanted her. That was all that mattered to her. But me, I fought against every insecurity I'd ever possessed as I watched my alpha's finger graze up and down my thigh.

Take what you want, Alpha,I internally chanted chanted while simultaneously wishing to run from fear of disappointment. Girl, you can't have it both ways!

Alfie sat down at his table, his attention shifting to me as he watched the alpha's hand disappear under her skirt again. My chest heaved the closer he got to my core, and I fought the urge to widen my legs, offering him access.

What's it called when you're shy and wanting? Because damn it, I was shy around this alpha, but my want for his touch nearly overtook all shyness I felt.Touch us,my omega called, and I can't even lie, I was echoing the words right behind her.

"Sydney." Luka watched my face as his fingers tapped against my skin. "Can we touch you?"

We? Great being above, theybothwanted to touch me? I played it cool, trying to act like I wasn't on the verge of hyperventilating. "You are touching me."

"That's not what I meant, little omega, and you know it." His fingers gripped my thigh hard as he pulled me toward him. The tiny bit of pain sent sparks of pleasure through me. "Can we taste you, Sydney?"

"Taste me?"

"I'm dying, omega. Trying to be respectful. But then you show up here. In my place of work. My very own sanctuary... in a skirt that's begging me to explore. Do you know how weak that makes me?"

Luka's voice had trailed off into a whisper, and I wondered if he really believed what he said. Weak? He was the largest alpha I'd ever seen, and I told him just that. "Weak? Luka, you're the strongest alpha I've ever seen."

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