Page 41 of The Knotty Omega
A moment later I feel Archie’s arms wrap around my waist and his head rest on my shoulder. “Are you feeling better?”
A shuddering sigh leaves me, and I turn, looping my arms around his neck and getting on my tip toes to scent mark his cheek. My beta should smell like me too. “I do. I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. Actually, that’s a lie. My omega is tired of being suppressed now that I’ve found you all, and is being a temperamental bitch.”
“Tesoro mio,” Mattie scolds as he comes behind me and nuzzles my hair. “Do not speak ill of my mate. We love that you crave our scents. You only need to tell us what you need.”
I nod, and my beta and head alpha step away from me, “Let’s go watch a movie!" Ollie cheers, and everyone shuffles out the door, leaving just Simon and me in the room.
“Actually, sweetheart, I need to ask a rather invasive question. Do you know when your next heat is due? The nesting could be a sign of an impending heat.”
Biting my lip, I shake my head. “I don’t do heats. I’ve been on suppressants for years.”
Simon frowns. “Years? Cady, I’m not an omega-specific doctor, but I do know that heat suppressants are not designed for the long term. Are you telling me that you’ve never had a heat?”
All this heat-talk is making me cagey, but I suppose they have a right to know. “I did, once. I…I can’t go into it. It has to do with what I mentioned yesterday…as to why I was so anti-pack. All I can say without having a panic attack is I went through my first heat sedated, and I’ve been on heat suppressants since.”
Simon’s eyes flash with…something. Worry? “You might want to get scheduled to see your doctor, sweetheart. The longer you’re on suppressants, the less effective they can become, and I’ve read multiple studies regarding breakthrough heats after an omega meets their scent match.”
Shit.
Fucking damn fucking shit.
Instead of shouting all the expletives like I want to at sweet, sweet Simon, I sigh and nod. “I’ll do that. Thanks, Sy.”
Without thinking. I grab his hand and start to walk out the door. “One more thing, Cady?” Simon sounds almost nervous, and when I turn to look at him, he twines our fingers together. “I’d …I’d like to take you on a date. Just the two of us.”
I smile. It's ridiculously cute that he seems so nervous to ask me out when I was just begging for their scents.And...he seems like the safest alpha to start with. Calm. Dependable. “I’d like that, Simon. A lot.” He looks so handsome with his auburn hair pushed back, and his glasses on his nose, that when he takes the few steps to join me towards the door, I stop him with a hand on his shoulder, get on my tip toes, and press a kiss to his lips.
He stiffens for only a second, but then his free arm is wrapping around my back, holding me closer to him. The kiss starts pretty chaste, but the second his tongue swipes at my bottom lip, I’m opening for him with a small moan. A growl vibrates in his chest as he grips my back, turning his head to angle himself deeper into my mouth. God, if this is how he kisses, I can’t wait to see how he fucks me. Too soon, he pulls away, his face flushed, stammering an apology.
“I’m sorry Cady, I—” I silence him with another very brief kiss.
“Don’t you dare apologize for that,” I warn him seriously, and his face goes from worried to a small smile. He pushes a strand of hair behind my ear and kisses my forehead. “Let’s go watch that movie.”
Ten minutes later, I’ve arranged all the pillows and blankets from the guys’ beds in a nest on the couch-bed and when Titus crawls in, surprising me by pulling me into his lap. “Is this okay, gorgeous?” He rumbles, running a hand down my arm.
My cheeks burn but I nod, laying my head against his chest. I never realized how touch-starved I was until all these men started in with their casual touches. I never thought I’d want to sit on an alphas lap, but here I am, snug as a bug on the grumpiest alpha. Simon settles in next to him, pulling my feet into his lap and rubbing the arches. The moan that I let out has Simon blushing, but he doesn’t stop and Titus growls into my ear, “Those kinds of noises belong in the nest, omega.” Titus' words draw a very uncharacteristic giggle out of me, which has Ollie diving in next to Simon.
“God, I fucking love that sound,” he looks over at me with hearts in his eyes and I reach my hand out for him to squeeze. Mattie and Archie are the last to join us on Titus’ other side, and then Mattie is using the remote to turn on the TV.
“What kind of movies do you like to watch,tesoro mio?” Mattie asks, glancing down at me with an amused expression. Or maybe he’s looking at Titus, based on the way he grumbles and holds me tighter to him.
Grumpy alpha.
“Anything really,” I tell him with a smile. “Action, adventure, fantasy, sci-fi, horror, rom-com…”
“Oh! Oh!” Ollie nearly vibrates with excitement. “We should watch Harry Potter! We can get through at least the first four today, and then we can finish out the rest of them next weekend! It’s been forever since we’ve had a Harry Potter marathon.”
I love Harry Potter. It was one the first big book series I read as a kid. “I love it! Let’s do it.”
Around ten hours later, the credits for the Goblet of Fire are rolling, and we’re all ready to go to bed. I moved around from lap to lap throughout the day, eating a chinese-takeout lunch on Ollie’s lap, popcorn on Simon’s, most of the third movie I was snuggled tightly between Archie and Mattie, and by the end, I was laying across them all, with my head on a pillow in Ollie’s lap and Mattie rubbing my feet.
I’ve never felt so…taken care of.
We’ve left the couch nest for the evening, and everyone is about to go to their own rooms when Simon asks me, “What kind of food do you think you’d want for our date tomorrow?”
Before I can answer, Ollie pops up. “Dates? Do we all get to take you out for a date, Tink?”
“Well we should,” Simon huffs, “scent match or not, we’re courting her and she deserves to be wooed.”
