Page 34 of Knot Our Mistake
Every time I spoke that word, I swear something pooled in his eyes. Want. Longing. Desire. He liked being in command, that was sure. And I was willing for him to control me any way that pleased him.
"When your heat hits..." He swallowed so hard that his Adam's apple bobbed. "When it comes, and it is coming soon, I promise you that. How would you like us to proceed?"
"I-I don't know," I'd never had a heat before. I didn't really know what it entailed past what the Omega Institute had taught us. The way they taught us about the subject was fearful, but I couldn't imagine these men hurting me. "The Omega Institute taught that we don't have a choice. As an omega, we take what the alpha offers."
His face pulled in disgust. "Well, omega. I'm giving you a choice. We can take care of you, without giving you my knot, or we can proceed naturally and see if you catch."
Yes. Mine.
My omega purred in pleasure at the thought of his knot. The hussy had no shame. But me, the thought of taking his knot terrified me. But the thought of catching and carrying his child, well... my stomach warmed at the image. Plus, I may not know much about the process, but I did know that an alpha who doesn't knot his omega in her heat feels just as much physical pain as she does.
Take his knot. Take his pleasure.
I ignored my omega's chants. "Is- do... do you want children, alpha?"
He's grouchy on a good day. Damn right surly on others. But I watched the way he treated animals, cuddling with my kittenwhen he thought no one was watching, and I suddenly wanted nothing more than to replace that image with a child, but I'd never force him into it.
He leaned in, his forehead touching mine, "Omega, children are a blessing. We've longed for the sound of little feet in our farmhouse, but we'll not pressure you. We've got time. A lifetime."
I pushed past the fear as I spoke again. "When the time comes, I'll take your knot, alpha."
He growled before slamming his mouth to mine, giving me only a moment to enjoy the contact before a clap of thunder rumbled the sky and rain poured down onto us.
CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
LEO
Something I never thought I'd see in this lifetime was our alpha, my best friend, fall completely and unabashedly for a woman. In fact, he'd fallen so hard and so fast that a part of me was jealous. The part that loved my alpha, the part who has been his solid rock and his unwavering partner through all the hard times we'd faced. But another part of me, the delta who roared in satisfaction over getting what he wanted, well, that part was elated.
I don't regret it, though I knew that I should. I fucked around and manipulated a situation by getting rid of her suppressants, but if I hadn't, I doubt we'd ever have gotten to this point. James was a stubborn bastard, never wanted to bend when his mind was set, and if it wasn't for her alluring aroma, he never would have crumbled.
"The omega is sleeping late this morning," Bran observed.
"We should let her sleep," James took a sip of his coffee before continuing. "My alpha says she's almost ready."
Excitement bubbled up inside of me. "Do we-" Hell, I had no clue how this worked. It was impulse, of that I was sure. Itwould come naturally. But it had been so long since I'd been with anyone other than a man, I wasn't sure what the protocol was. "Do we need to prep her beforehand, or something?"
"Her heat should prepare her enough, right?," James's face turned red with embarrassment.
He was no doubt thinking about the act where he would be the star of the show, and while that was a heavy burden to bear, we'd all be there. We might not be able to procreate a life with our omega like James could, but there was no way he'd survive bringing her through her heat solo. It was intense from what I read, requiring her body to be sated repeatedly until the wave was over. If she didn't catch, which would be unlikely, she'd likely have another heat cycle soon after this one. Omega's bodies craved to be filled. They were made to carry the children of an alpha, and if not satisfied, their bodies rebelled until their needs were met.
"Has she?"
"No," he replied. I hated the thought that her former unit mistreated her, but I was thankful she was ours now. "I need to broach the subject, but I just got her to stay, and I'd hate to scare her off."
It had been a week since Bran and I watched the omega and alpha stand in the rain. A week since the grumpy alpha resigned, and in his place, a whole new alpha who welcomed this omega without question, touching, kissing, nibbling her any chance he got. My alpha has never been more attractive than he was now, and my delta never craved him more than when he watched him tenderly care for the omega.
"I doubt the subject of mating for pleasure and not biological need would drive her away," Bran bit into his muffin. "Besides, once she gets a taste of that cock, she'll be as addicted as we are."
James threw a towel at the beta, his face so rosy with embarrassment that I couldn't hide my smirk. "I'm going towake her. I need proper company, and I won't find it in this kitchen."
He moved down the hall, and because we couldn't resist, we followed after. Each desperate to see our omega after a night of her sleeping away from us. A problem that needed to be addressed and corrected swiftly, if I had a say in it. At her door, he paused for a moment, before turning the knob and pushing it open. Instantly we were hit with a wall of the sweetest cherry and lime scent. It was so strong that we all staggered back a step.
James's heated eyes found ours before whispering, "She's not there but she's so close to the heat that I doubt it will be more than a day or two."
Before he could say more, a moan slipped from the omega, and our heads all turned toward our girl whose eyes were closed in slumber, even as her palm rubbed against the apex of her thighs. My cock went instantly rock hard as I said, "She's starting to feel the shift."
