Page 30 of Knot Our Omega

Was he asking if I enjoyed waking up to their thighs buried between mine and our limbs tangled together? Because yes, a thousand times yes. "I don't mind sharing my nest."

"And you're sure nothing is wrong?" Luka pushed.

"Nothing." I smiled brightly, though I wasn't sure if it reached my eyes because my body felt like everything was wrong. Something must be bad with my wiring. Could I evenhavefaulty wiring as an omega? A brain misfire? A body malfunction? "I think maybe we just swam longer than I thought last night and I didn't fully recover. If Alfie wants to take me home, I'll take a nap, then I'll make you guys dinner? I'm not agreat cook, but I think I could throw together something simple. Spaghetti with jar sauce sound good?"

Luka pursed his lips before nodding once. "I think spaghetti sounds great."

"Good." I picked up my bag as Alfie walked in. "Then it's settled."

"Then what's settled?" Alfie looked between us, his confusion clear.

"Dinner." Luka smiled, causing my lady bits to tingle with need. Damn, one moment with his mouth and now she and my omega were obsessed. "Our omega is making dinner."

"I could help," Alfie offered, his face lighting up like a hopeful puppy at the prospect.

"I believe our omega wants some time alone." Luka stood, walking toward me, each step carrying his scent, making it stronger the closer he got, making me want to reach out and pull him toward my body so that I could rub against him, imprint upon his body so the world would know he is mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

My omega echoed possessively. I wished to deny its truth, but I couldn't. From the moment I locked eyes with him in the Omega Industries office, he was ours. He belonged to us, and suddenly I wanted nothing more than for him to claim me. To feel his teeth bite into my skin so that the world would know I was his too.

Images rolled through my mind. His body working over mine, his teeth digging into my skin, sweat rolling down his back as his strong muscles rutted against me. It was all too much, and not enough. I couldn't help but rub my thighs together, trying to ease the pressure that had built there, a pressure that was so unfamiliar but not exactly unwanted.

The alpha and beta rumbled, growls breaking the surrounding silence, and my eyes jolted up toward them. "A-Alpha?"

"Omega," he gritted out before turning to Alfie. "Take her home."

Alfie swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as his throat worked. "Yes, Alpha. Omega, after you."

Alfie held open the door and I stepped through, instantly feeling some relief now that I was away from Luka. But even away from my alpha, I still felt electricity buzz along my skin at the scent of our beta. I should step away, my logic told me. Something wasn’t right. But my omega didn't care, and my heart seemed to agree with her.

We were almost to the car when I dared ask, "Did I do something wrong?"

"What?" Alfie seemed shocked that I would ask. "No, why would you think such a thing?"

"It's just..." I bit my lip nervously. "Luka seemed angry."

"Angry wouldn't be how I’d describe him." Alfie pulled open the door, allowing me inside.

I sat down, and when he leaned in to buckle my seatbelt, I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Then how would you describe him?"

His brown eyes burned into me as his motions froze. Silence stretched for so long, I wondered if he'd answer me at all. Finally, he pulled back with a sigh. "Your scent was overpowering in there, omega. Whatever you were thinking about, whatever was going on in that pretty little mind of yours, triggered your scent to flood the air. Our alpha wasn't mad, darling; he was barely holding on to his restraint."

"Restraint?"

"He wanted to feast on you like you were the only meal he'd get today." Alfie's eyes twinkled with mischief. "To be honest, that wasn't a bad idea if you ask me."

"Oh." I felt mortification creep through me at the thought that they knew I was thinking naughty thoughts and that it inspired their own naughty wants.

"Yeah. Oh." One side of his mouth quirked. "But it's okay, omega. We liked it."

"Oh," I said again, not sure how to react.

"Yeah, omega." He leaned in, kissing my forehead. "Oh."

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