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It irks me he's so understanding. It annoys me how attractive his emotional intelligence is. Mostly, I'm confused by how attracted I am to this Alpha without even seeing him.
I sigh with resignation. "You're not going to give up, are you?"
"Not a chance, Omega."
"I could reject you."
"You could. But you haven't yet."
I snarl in frustration and raise my hands to my face. "I need to see you. Let me take this stupid blindfold off."
He makes a tutting sound of disapproval, and my nimble fingers freeze at the edge of the scarf.
"If you do that, we'll be in breach of the agreement and our Exclusive Courtship ends. Is that what you want, baby girl?"
Baby girl.
The pet name sends a jolt of electricity directly to my clit, and perfume floods around us. Slick dampens my cotton panties.
He inhales my perfume deeply and hums his approval. "You don't want this to stop, do you, baby girl?"
I bite my lower lip to stop a moan from spilling from my mouth. Instead, I make a strangled needy sound.
"Good Omega." The words are growled so deeply, I feel it in my bones. Being called a 'Good Omega' feels like a beam of sunlight warming my insides. "How can anyone think you're not worth a thousand ruby necklaces? Look how responsive you are."
Another clench of my pussy, and my nipples stiffen into aching tight peaks beneath my bra. I've never responded like this before in my life, but I can't stop the yearning from building from within.
"You've never kissed anyone before, have you?"
"Never," I croak before swallowing thickly.
Why is he asking me this?
Even if I were interested in anyone, or thought I stood a chance with someone else, there were no opportunities for Omegas to go around kissing people. Most Omegas don't receive their first kiss until they're made available for courting, something that will never happen to me.
The only person courting me is right here, right now.
"Do you want to kiss me?" he asks, and for the first time, there is hesitation in his voice.
I suck in a breath and release it shakily. Do I want to kiss him?
"Yes." The word is whispered softly before I can stop it.
"Then may I have the honor of being your first kiss, Omega Alvez?"
I lick my lips nervously.
"Y-yes."
The air shifts as he stands.
"Natalia, give me your hands. It's okay, I've got you."
Slowly, I reach out. He carefully pulls me from the chair until I'm pressed up against his chest.
He places one of my hands on his shoulder and brings the other to cup his cheek.
"There," he breathes like my touch is a balm on his soul. "That's better. You can't see me, but you can feel."
