Page 20 of For the First Time
I gave him a wide smile, happy that he liked them.
“How come you learned to cook so well?”
“Oh, I’ve always cooked.When I was young, my parents insisted I learned so I could be a functioning adult, and that skill became useful when I was at the OC.I used to help new packs learn how to take care of their omega, and cooking was a part of that.”
“Are you still in contact with your parents?”
“Yep.So are all my sisters and their packs.”I saw his question as he chewed so I answered, “I have two older sisters.Both are omegas.”
“Any betas in your parent pack?”
“Nope.You could say I was a surprise to the family.”Honestly, my parents had had no idea what to do with a beta.I was just grateful that I was at least a girl because if I had been a boy, my moms would have been so confused.My parents’ pack had a single alpha male, and then four more alphas, and my omega mom.“What about you?”
“I’m the eldest.All of my younger siblings are alphas as well.I don’t really see much of my family, though.They aren’t supportive of our pack.”
“What do you mean?”
He shrugged as if whatever he was going to say didn’t bother him, but I heard the disappointment in his tone as he said, “They think Everett and I are bad alphas for not keeping him at home.They think Atlas is ‘acting out’ by working, essentially putting himself in ‘danger’ in the hopes that Everett and I will force him to stay home.”
“That’s ridiculous.Have they met Atlas?”That male was not the type to sit by and be passive aggressive.Honestly, he wasn’t the type of male to sit by at all.I understood wanting to care for omegas, wanting to ensure they were safe, but never to the point of boxing them in.Never to the point of worrying so much about their safety that they couldn’t actually live.
That was exactly why I’d helped Hannah.The designation extremists hid themselves behind the buzzwords of protection and omegas, strong holding the rest of society into agreeing with them.Didn’t we want to keep omegas safe?Of course we did—then why didn’t we agree with them?Because their safety came at the cost of omegas’ freedoms.
A princess in a tower was safe, but there was a reason that was never her happily ever after.She always wanted to escape.It didn’t matter that the kingdom would be dangerous.So long as she had her prince, she was happy.Thatwas what the elitists got wrong.They harped on the word safety, safety, safety, so much, that people forgot to ask, are the omegas happy?
More so, if the safety of omegas was so important, why was the focus on them and not alphas.Alphas were the ones putting omegas in danger.Alphas were the ones with the instincts that they couldn’t fight or ignore—supposedly.Maybe they should have been the ones ensuring omegas safety amongst themselves.
Oaks chuckled.“They have indeed met my omega.They just don’t listen to him.Or us, for that matter.”
I squeezed his wrist in what I hoped was a comforting gesture.“I’m sorry your family sucks.”
His laughter at that comment was loud, almost making me jump with the heartiness of the sound.“Yeah, well, I made my own family with my pack.”
“I’m glad.And I’m glad Atlas has you.”
“As his alpha?”
I shrugged.“As a packmate.”
Oaks considered my words, his gaze traveling over my face like he was searching for something.He was silent for so long that I started to wonder if I’d said something wrong.Then he was moving quickly, setting the bowl down on the counter and stepping closer, his hands coming to cup my face as his lips met mine.
I pulled back immediately, pushing at his chest to gain some distance, my panic twisting around inside me making my eyes wide as I stared at him.“Atlas.”It was all I could get out.
“I would never do anything to hurt Atlas.”He stepped closer, closing the short distance I had put between us.“Of course, he’ll be upset that his “dibs” is being ignored, but I’ll suck his cock good and hard to make up for it.”
Oaks’s words had an effect on me.They hit every nerve ending inside me.My stomach swooped, my heart started to pick up, and my body literally swayed with need.I didn’t know what to do with my hands because I wanted to simultaneously reach out for Oaks and touch myself.The image that his words had planted in my head were heady.
I could see Atlas naked, lying on a bed with Oaks between his legs, sucking on his length.Could hear the moans Atlas would make at the pleasure, could imagine how Oaks would play with his balls.
My eyes closed in a desperate attempt to see more.The idea of Oaks and Atlas together was more pleasurable than the last time I’d actually been with a man.Then, I’d had to use some lube and toys, a familiar practice for betas.But I was fairly sure that in this moment, I wouldn’t have needed any help.
“Tell me I can kiss you, darlin.”Oaks’s words were so close that I felt them on my lips.“I’ve been thinking about your mouth for days, desperate for a taste of you.I can’t scent you, can’t tell if you’re ready for me so I need you to say it.”
“They won’t be upset?”
“Fuck, you’re perfect.No, darlin, they won’t be upset.They’ll be kissing my lips all night just to get a taste of you.”
I couldn’t stop the whimper from climbing up my throat and escaping.I was used to the simple dirty talk like, “Does that feel good,” and, “I’m going to come so hard.”This was like pure arousal flooding my veins and I knew I was going to be addicted to the way it made me feel.
