Page 11 of Omegas Need
“Where is the alpha?” I asked.
“Chase,” Manny supplied, his fingers running through my hair. “He left. Said we could stay here for the night.”
My eyes fluttered shut at his gentle touch and I smiled, wiggling closer to him to wrap an arm around his still naked waist.
“Mm. So we get to snuggle naked in an actual bed,” I purred.
He chuckled softly.
“You hungry?”
“Starving.”
I watched as he reached for the hotel menu, flipping through it before lifting the phone and ordering far more food than we probably needed.
At my raised brow, Manny shrugged.
“He said he’d cover it.”
A surprising warmth filled me at that. For an alpha taking two street omegas into his hotel room, there was something considerate and kind about Chase. I’d sensed it the whole way through… I’dtrustedhim, completely. That didn’t happen often, if ever.
Desperation had pushed me into his bed, but I hadn’t had fear in the back of my mind the way I usually did with strangers. Of course, Manny’s presence was a huge part of that.
Manny was quiet, even when I sat up and nestled against his side, leaning on the cushioned headboard.
“How are you feeling?” I asked, gently.
He smiled softly, still not meeting my gaze.
“I should be asking you that.”
Such anUsmanresponse to give. He always over thought and got lost in his own mind, sharing only his concern for me and rarely his own troubles. Luckily, he didn’t need to speak for me to understand him and to know what he needed to hear.
“I’m fine,” I said honestly, threading our fingers together. “He was nice and having you there… made it even better.”
That seemed to soothe him, just as I was hoping it would and he smiled, looking down at me with those gentle green eyes surrounded by such black lashes.
“Good,” he said firmly.
When the food arrived at our door, we spread it out on the bed like a feast and ate more than I could remember ever eating.Still, we had plenty left over and moved it all onto the desk to have later.
“There’s a Jacuzzi in the washroom,” Manny said, eyes glinting.
I sat up at once.
“Come on!”
Laughing, he followed me.
The warm water felt amazing, the bubbles like the massage I didn’t know I needed. We didn’t want to get out and spent a long time washing each other, running soapy hands over each other’s bodies, revelling in the simple pleasure of a bath.
Normally, bathing happened at the nearest fast food place’s washroom. We used their soap and paper towels and scrubbed down from top to bottom. It did the trick, but was methodical, having nothing to do with pleasure and relaxation.
This was intimate and fun and relaxing all at once, and if not for the fact that I was so spent from earlier, we probably would have made love in the bubbles, but instead, made do with holding each other and kissing, knowing we had all the time in the world.
Manny did get hard eventually though and let me suck him off while he perched on the edge of the tub, gently running his fingers through my hair.
“You’re so beautiful,” he told me, and I believed him. Usman adored me and never hid it.
