Page 65 of Small Town Shy Omega
Their… heart, their strength, their adoration for me was all the validation I needed.
One day, I huddled with all my Alphas for a pep talk.
“Guys,” I said sternly, ready to be honest with them. “I’ve debated this a lot. I’m ready.”
“Do we have the honor of sharing your heat, Layla?”
“Yes.”
We settled on a plan. Each Alpha would make love to me—and we didn't really hash out the specifics. I just wanted to feel special, and feel their bodies on me.
Naked… three naked Alphas, ready to have their way with me. Touch me, stimulate me. Suck on my tits, lick my thighs, eat my pussy. Make me come alive.
My Alphas ledme to my nest nook. “Wait,” I whispered, a puff of scent leaking out of me. “Just… wait.”
Going into my nook, I opened a window… and perfumed alone, quietly.
Nothing too extreme, nothing over the top—I had to get my perfume out so, well…
If I didn't do this,I said, perfuming by the window so the breeze would carry it out, almost like weed smoke or something,I’ll leak during our lovemaking.
I perfumed a great big cloud of glittery pink mist, then after sniffing the pink raspberry scent I fanned the air. After turning on a fan the room cleared out, and I shut the window once more.
My Omega purred, clawing at my chest.
She was ready, more so than she’d ever been.
Stripping off, I looked at myself in the mirror… then I turned it away from me, because I didn’t need a mirror to know I was beautiful.
I shook out my purple hair, ready to show myself to my pack.
For the first time in so long, I was standing naked in front of Alphas.MyAlphas.
Josh purred, and Blake gazed at me like I was beauty personified. Dreydon growled, hand going to his jeans.
They stripped, and seeing their rough, naked male bodies turned me on. Three powerful men, Dreydon covered in scars and tattoos… They were ripped, rugged, and masculine.
They approached me, and I’d never seen abs so hard. Their cocks were hard as fuck too.
“Baby,” Josh purred, circling his thumb over my jaw. “You don’t know how perfect you are. Do you?”
I wanted to believe him. These weremyAlphas, damnit—they cared for me, protected me, and I could trust them.
But my insecurities still lingered.
“My last pack didn't treat me so kind.” I looked away, because staring into Josh’s eyes was a death sentence.
My heart slammed—fast, strong, though my Alphas didn’t. Their hearts beat slowly, leisurely—as if I was the one who was weak and fluttering, and they were… in control.
Just… strong.
Paradigms of strength, though nottoomuch strength—though they’d fight wind and rain for me, they were still soft. Cozy and sweet. Just as I liked.
Dreydon let out a growl.
“Layla, enough of this. Enough letting your insecurities win. You’re a queen, and queens deserve to be pleasured. You’re well into your heat, baby—your pretty perfume is wafting around us, and it smells so, so good.”
“Can you scent me?”
