Page 71 of Want It All
I’d never seen her so forceful, and I liked it so much that my cock was pulsing. I wanted her to push me down, to use me, toownme.
Her lips slid over mine once, twice, before she pushed me aside with an adorable growl. I staggered a step back before I regained my balance, reaching up to touch my mouth, which was swollen and smarting.
‘Whatisthis?’ Rose demanded, sounding close to tears. Something inside me bristled at the notion she was upset.Mine, it said.Make it better. ‘I feel like – I feel like –’
‘What do you feel?’ I managed, when she didn’t continue.
She met my eyes. ‘I feel like if you’re not inside me in the next minute, I’lldie,’ she said angrily, sniffing.
Byron made a wordless sound of surprise, and I wrenched my eyes from Rose just in time to see him glance at Tristan.
I’d been so caught up in Rose that I’d all but forgotten the alphas were there.
‘It shouldn’t be possible,’ Rose continued, pleading. ‘Itcan’tbe possible. You smell like an omega – and you smell likemine. But omegas aren’t supposed to –’
‘Have complementary scents?’ I supplied.
‘Do you think this iscomplementary?’ Rose cried. She gestured to Tristan. ‘Thisis complementary. I scented Byron when I walked to his room tonight, andthatis complementary.’ Behind her, Byron twitched in surprise, a flush reddening his cheeks. ‘But your scent makes melose control, Sebastian.’
‘Because you’re a scent match,’ Tristan said, his voice flat. ‘That’s how a scent match feels.’
Because he knows that now.
I had that sense of vertigo once more, but this time, it was as if the world was righting itself, not turning upside down.
And I understoodperfectlyhow Tristan had almost bitten Byron on that night in the maze.
‘Buthow?’ Rose’s eyes were shining with tears. The omega inside me whined, hating the fact she was upset. ‘It’s not supposed to be –’
I closed the distance between us and picked her up. She hooked her legs around my waist, and her arms around my neck; my instincts settled immediately. ‘It doesn’t matter how it’ssupposedto be,’ I murmured. ‘This is how it is. I’m yours. You’re mine. And those two stubborn dickheads are our alphas. We’repack.’ She sniffed, a tear running down her cheek. I stopped it with my lips. ‘And now I’m going to sit your lovely ass on the couch and lick you until you scream. Unless you don’t want that,in which case I will respect your boundaries and let you choose a movie.’
‘OfcourseI want that,’ she snarled, rolling her hips against me. Fuck, Rose wasfiercewhen she was desperate, and I loved it. She was usually so controlled – like Tristan, in her own way –and it was compelling to see her starting to unravel.
Make her come apart, my instincts advised, and I thought it was a good idea to listen.
I seized her mouth with mine, groaning at the way she opened and her tongue traced my bottom lip. I carried her to the couch without breaking the kiss.
Which I was pretty proud of, actually.
The pack rooms all had a sunken space in the middle of the lounge room, though Tristan had replaced the Banksia couches immediately with ones we’d chosen. They were wide and soft, a calming navy blue, and perfect for falling asleep or fucking on, both of which we did often. I lay Rose down on one wide cushion, careful to support her neck. She reached to undo her claw clip, her hair spilling over her shoulders and onto the couch like a mermaid.
‘So fucking beautiful,’ I rasped, cupping her cheek, my thumb tracing the shape of her mouth. She opened it for me, so I trailed the pad of my thumb over the moisture on the inside of her bottom lip. Her mouth moved, sucking me in. ‘Fuck, Rose.’ I watched her play, sucking and licking my thumb in turn, before she released me with a light bite.Minx. ‘You need to be naked. Like, now.’
‘You sound desperate, omega,’ she said thickly.
I leaned back at the sound of my designation – mytruedesignation. I flicked a glance at the alphas. They were both watching, their expressions a matching mix of stoic and slightly pained. Tristan’s lips pulled up on one side in a tiny, approvingsmile, before his eyes dipped to the plate of salted caramel brownies for a moment and he stiffened.
Is this okay?I mouthed at them, and received two sharp nods in response. Neither of them made a move to join us, and I didn’t invite them to; this moment was for me and Rose.
I looked back down at her. ‘I am desperate,’ I said, unashamed. ‘Are you angry with me? For hiding my designation from you?’
She frowned at me. ‘Yes,’ she admitted. ‘I’m angry that you lied. But I’m mostly angry at myself for not realising sooner. It’s so fucking obvious, now that I know.’ She studied my face, reaching up to brush my hair from my cheek. ‘And I understand why you needed to do it. If I were in your place, I’d lie, too. I just wish you could have trusted me with your secret.’
‘No more,’ I promised, tracing my fingers down the column of her throat. ‘No more secrets. Just this. Just us. I’ll tell you anything. Everything.’
She smiled shyly. ‘I’d like that.’ Her eyes fluttered closed as I stroked her collarbone. ‘Oh. And I likethat.’
She arched beneath me; I took the cue and kept stroking, moving down to her breasts, tracing the shape of them through her cardigan. Without opening her eyes, she unbuttoned it, revealing a white tank top and the shadow of a black bra beneath it. The sight took my breath away; I willed my hands not to tremble as I cupped her, my thumbs working over her peaking nipples.
