Page 73 of Omega's Vengeance

“Because you’re being paranoid and you think I’m going to kill you?”

He grimaces. “Maybe.”

I laugh gruffly and hold out my hand. “Come here, Dario. I want to touch you.”

He lifts his brows. “I thought you were mad at me.”

“I’m better now. You explained yourself.” I twist my lips. “I forgive you for failing.”

He studies me for a few moments, and then he climbs on the bed. He’s shirtless, but still wearing his dress slacks. I smile at him and he moves slowly toward me, looking a bit like a panther stalking its prey.

I lay back against the pillows, heart racing. He lies down beside me, resting his head on his hand. I feel breathless as he places his other hand on my stomach. My dick warms and hardens as he slowly rubs my belly. “Careful of my stiches,” I whisper.

He immediately removes his hand. “Sorry.”

I grab his hand and place it back on my stomach. “I’m just saying be careful. I’m not telling you to stop.”

He starts rubbing my stomach again, his eyes half open. His nostrils flare and he closes his eyes all the way. His breathing slows and his tension seems to drain away. I put my hands over his, and his eyes open.

I smile at him, hoping he’ll return it. He doesn’t, but at least his expression is warmer than before. “Everyday, my feelings for you change,” I say. “They grow stronger.”

He nods. “Same.”

“I didn’t ask for this, but I no longer feel like fighting it either.” I stroke my fingertips lightly over the back of his hands. “Do you want to fight it, Dario?”

“No.”

His quick response pleases me. It gives me courage. “I want you as my alpha. I mean that with all my heart.” I inhale the scent of his warm, bare skin and shiver. “I don’t know why the universe paired us up, but I’m okay with it now.”

“Are you?”

“Yes.” I meet his dark eyes and my pulse spikes. “Valentino won’t have to threaten me into marrying you. I want to be with you. Iwantto be your omega.”

“You already are,” he rumbles, inching closer.

I touch his stubbled cheek, and the look in his eyes has slick seeping from my hole. Before meeting Dario, I never had such a visceral reaction to an alpha. I now know why I react to him the way I do. It’s because I belong to him. My body recognizes him. My soul recognizes him. Now, my brain and heart recognize him as well.

He leans in and takes my mouth hungrily. I respond, opening my mouth to his searching tongue. I want to pull him on top of me and give him what he wants. But I’m sure the doctor would heartily disapprove of Dario fucking me.

As if reading my mind, Dario pulls back. “We need to wait until you heal.”

“I don’t want to wait, but yeah, I think we have to.” Sexual frustration nips at me as I take in his smooth chest, and full lips. He’s so fucking sexy in a thuggish way. I can’t believe I’m into a guy like Dario, but I can’t get enough of him. When he shoots me one of his dark, sensual glances, my body throbs.

“So, you still want to go through with the wedding on Saturday?” His tone is gruff. Guarded.

There was a time when I’d have thought he was hinting he didn’t want the wedding. But I’m beginning to understand him. He’s difficult to get close to because of how he was raised. He trusts Valentino explicitly. I can see that clearly. But other than Valentino, I suspect he hasn’t let down his guard with anyone else. Maybe ever.

My chest twinges as I watch him. His face is so familiar to me now. It’s like I’ve always known him. Yet the raw emotions I feel for him are all new. I’ve never loved anyone before. Not romantically. I’ve had people I enjoyed, but my feelings for Dario permeate my soul.

Stuffing down my pride, I force myself to say, “Saturday can’t come soon enough.”

He flicks his gaze to mine. I feel his fear and desire all mingled into one. Then he lowers his eyes, his dark, thick lashes hiding his emotions. “Valentino will be happy you’ve capitulated at last.”

“But not you?” I ask softly.

He strokes my stomach again, his touch almost reverent. “So long as you promise not to kill me in my sleep, I’m fine with it.”

I laugh and his lips twitch. “I promise, Dario. If I decide to kill you, I’ll do it while you’re awake.”

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