Page 6 of Omegas Need
I heard the way his breath hitched as his entrance was breached, saw the darker one’s arm moving as he fingered him. The sound of his slick as he was pleasured was clear in the silence of the car.
I had never seen anything like this. I’d never imagined that omegas would try to help relieve each other, but I supposed the world was filled with all sorts and it didn’t matter.
I took shallow breaths, trying to keep a clear head while I drove, but the scent of his heat was overwhelming me. The sights and sounds were too much.
I could already feel my knot forming. A sign that it had clearly been too long. My body was desperate for the release that I had been keeping from it.
I reached down, squeezing with one hand where my knot really was thickening my cock a little bit, even before getting into an omega. I couldn’t believe I was so close to coming without even being touched. I glanced back, watching the dazed look on the one in heat’s face while he was being fingered.
“What are your names?” I asked.
Again, those green eyes caught mine in the mirror, his expression softened by arousal, I realized. He liked getting the other omega off. How incredibly unexpected.
“I’m Usman,” he said. “This is Wren.”
“I’m Chase,” I said, though he hadn’t asked.
He bit his lip, gaze darting out the window.
“The Belfort was just around the corner,” he said.
I cringed at the idea of even entering that seedy place that only served for prostitution... then again, what else was this? I had picked these guys up off the side of the street as though I was an expert at the act.
“I’m not taking you there,” I said.
“Then where are you taking us?” he asked. “Your house?”
“No.” I said, probably too sharply. I hadn’t meant to, but there was no way in hell I was taking other omegas into my house, into the bed I had shared with?—
I shoved the thought roughly away. I was doing this. There was no way I could push that poor omega out of my car now. Not when he was like this.
I pulled into a spot in front of the hotel I’d already booked a room in. I had planned this. Of course, coming back with two of them wasn’t what I had envisioned.
I’d thought this would be awkward and uncomfortable. That touching another omega would feel like betrayal and that a stranger wouldn’t work the same way.
But when I shut off the car, and turned in my seat to watch, Wren was gripping Usman by the wrist, riding his hand desperately, his gasps filling the air and I didn’t feel anything but captivated and aroused.
“Fuck. Finish him off before we go inside,” I breathed.
Usman shook his head, holding Wren close for a moment before pulling his hand free.
“He can’t come anymore,” he said regretfully. “He needs your knot.”
My cock flexed in anticipation.
“Come on, then,” I said, and got out of my car, holding the door open for them.
Usman climbed out, reaching in to help Wren, but he was curled up now, moaning while tears streamed down his face.
My heart squeezed and I gently pushed Usman out of the way, bending into the car.
The moment my arms came around Wren, he let out a breathy moan, pressing his face to my collar, his slender arms going around my neck.
I lifted him easily, holding him close to my chest, a protectiveness flaring through me. I’d never seen an omega in this state. It was wrong that he was like this, powerless to stop the pain. All omegas deserved someone to dote on them and help them through their heats before it came to this point.
I started toward the hotel’s side entrance, hoping to avoid prying eyes and other alphas who would be affected by Wren’s overpowering scent.
This close to him, my cock was now so hard it was hurting. He smelled so sweet, nothing like Ariana had smelled, but just as beautiful in his own way, like wildflowers.
