Page 20 of Omega Shattered
"There better be a good reason you're waking me up in the middle of the night," his voice sounded right beside me in the dark, hoarse with sleep.
"I need the bathroom."
"That's why you went before we went to bed," he muttered.
"Well, sorry I'm human and my bodily functions don't shut off at bedtime!"
He twisted, yanking on my hand and knocking me over. I fell onto his side, jabbing him in the ribs and he growled at me. Then I felt his arm stretch and he turned on the bedside lamp.
I hadn't moved when he twisted to lie on his back and I ended up sprawled across his chest.
He smelled incredible. I wanted to just burrow into his chest and stay there forever. Sniffing deeply, I snuggled into him, rubbing my face over his muscles and scent marking him.
"Get the fuck off. I don't do this shit." River shoved me and I fell back onto my side of the bed, my arm stretched out. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Nothing." I could feel my cheeks blazing in embarrassment, my scent turning tart with embarrassment. How had my biology gotten the better of me like that? I didn't want anything to do with this man, let alone to mate with him, like my stupid body seemed to be trying to do.
River produced a key and unlocked the cuffs. "Go piss."
I slid out of bed, acutely aware of the slick dripping down my legs inside the gym pants. What I really needed was a shower, but I raced to the bathroom to pee and wipe away as much slick as possible.
"Leave the door open," River said from the bed. Good, he wasn't going to follow me in here.
In the bathroom, with the door slightly ajar, I stripped off my shirt and used a hand towel soaked in cold water to wipe away the sweat. I didn't want to put the damp shirt back on, but there was no way I was asking River for a shirt.
With most of the sweat cleared up, I used the toilet and then, with the same towel, cleaned my thighs and between my legs. The slick just kept coming and I kept wiping it away in frustration.
"What the fuck are you doing in there?" River's voice was closer.
I dropped the towel and yanked up my pants just as he stuck his head in.
"God, you stink, what's going on?"
"I got overheated." I shrugged, like it was no big deal.
He studied me for a moment with those deep blue eyes before sighing. "Get in the shower."
"What?"
"I'm not sleeping next to you smelling like you just walked out of a gym. I'll grab a shirt."
He'd see me naked but part of me didn't even care anymore. I stripped down and stepped into the shower, turning it to the scalding temperature I liked.
The water sluicing over my heated skin felt great, but it was too hot for the first time in my life. I adjusted the water until it felt good. The cool water helped me bring down my temperature as I scrubbed my skin clean.
A glance at the door told me River hadn't come back yet, so I started to wash away the overabundance of slick. Just brushing the soap over my inner thighs had my core clenching. My body wanted something. A massive muscular something . . . or someone.
I trailed a finger up to my folds, finding my clit. It was swollen and sensitive. Just running my finger over it made my knees buckle.
Jerking my hand away from my sex, I went back to washing my hips when River appeared.
He wrinkled his nose and tossed a bundle of clothes on the counter. Then he peeled off the boxer briefs he was wearing, revealing a long, slightly curved cock.
My eyes were glued to the bobbing length of the thing until River snapped his fingers and my eyes flew back to his face. He looked smug, but pissed off, his alpha scent filling the room.
"You're pushing out pheromones like an omega in heat," he groused, stepping into the shower.
I moved to the far wall, wrapping my arms around myself. What was I thinking, staring at the alpha's cock when he had me trapped in here. He could easily do whatever he wanted andI had no way of stopping him. For some reason, the fear sent another gush of slick and my scent perfumed the air.
