Page 2 of Omegas Need
He didn’t wait for me, coming around to hand Missy her bottle and thanking her before walking off toward our tent.
“You’re making it too obvious,” Missy warned in a low voice. “There’s a lot of people that would have a problem with what you’re doing.”
Normally, we didn’t talk about this with anyone, but a thrill of annoyance filled me at her words, and I couldn’t help myself.
“It’s no one else’s business,” I said quietly.
Across the fire, Shae let out a little laugh, the sound somewhat sinister as it hung in the air.
I glanced over at him. He was an omega too, but he was always getting in other people’s business, starting fights at random, his behaviour erratic. I knew it was whatever he was on. It kept him zoned out or fighting. There didn’t seem to be an inbetween. And he stayed close to one of the only alphas who lived out here with us. The alpha Jack was just like Shae, dirty and unpredictable and me and Wren typically tried to stay away from them both.
Shae’s eyes met mine, his gaze surprisingly attentive tonight.
The grip Missy still had on my arm squeezed me comfortingly, bringing my attention back to her, and I realized her eyes were filled with worry.
“You’re dead right, son,” she said quietly. “Just keep your head down and find happiness where you can. It’s all short lived anyway.”
She released me to have a drink and stare into the fire.
“Not everyone is as lucky as that bait wolf everyone has been talking about,” she went on. “Most of the us omegas who go missing don’t get scooped up by their fated mate. Nope. They end up in the river.”
She gestured to it with her bottle and suddenly the sound of the water rushing seemed so loud.
I swallowed and nodded.
I knew she was right, but I didn’t want to deal with it, so instead, I pushed to my feet.
“Good night, Missy,” I said. “Don’t drink so much you forget to get back to your tent tonight.”
She howled with laughter, a sound that meant she would make no such promises.
Shaking my head, I wove through the other tents toward mine.
It was dark inside and when I unzipped the doorway and climbed in, Wren’s hands found me at once, pulling me in the dark to get under the covers and close to his warm body.
“It’s cold in here,” I shivered, and he wrapped his arms and legs around me, pulling me in tight.
“You’re back faster than I expected,” he whispered. “What did she want?”
“It doesn’t matter,” I said softly, trailing my fingers into his soft hair, feeling his erection pressing into my hip as I breathed him in.
“It’s coming on strong,” Wren whispered, addressing the way I sniffed his scent gland, tasting his oncoming heat.
“Maybe it’s the cold.”
“I don’t know,” he said. “I need you.”
The selfish part of me loved when he was like this, when he wanted me desperately.
I pushed his shoulders until he was flat on his back. My hands slid over his collar, down his narrow chest.
He shivered, breaths already coming in faster.
It was cold, so I left his shirt on, but tugged his pants until he lifted his hips, helping me get them off. I shoved mine down far enough to be out of the way before returning my attention to him.
His cock was hard and his hole leaking slick by the time my hands found them. He was shivering all over, trembling with need.
He moaned, hips twisting as I pressed two fingers into his wet heat, stroking inside him until he was bucking.
