Page 68 of I Replaced His Husband
Once more, the room sank into silence. Adam didn’t look completely convinced, but he let out a sigh.
"Yeah… Anyway, I invited the alpha. If he’s totally out of control, that’s on me."
"If there hadn’t been an alpha here, I would’ve been raped!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, fists clenched, and even pushed him in the chest a little until he swayed.
"You’re way out of line, you fucking midget!"
Adam blinked in shock; he looked like he was about to cry.
I hadn’t used that slur for him in years, not since we were teenagers. Since I was six-one and he was five-ten, I’d sometimes tease him with it, which always pissed him off because, as a beta, he hated being shorter than an omega.
Now I brought it out on purpose, just to get under his skin, simply because… well, he deserved it.
Then Marco said unexpectedly coldly, "I would appreciate it if you both stopped calling Rain ‘an alpha’." He stands right here, and he has a name."
He was right. I closed my eyes. "I’m sorry, Rain, I was just meeting my stupid brother halfway with that, since he doesn’t understand… absolutely anything."
Rain had his head turned toward the window the whole time, but now he looked at Adam.
His voice was stiff when he said, "Sorry you feel that way about me, Adam. That I’m a liability. All I wanted was to keep Kay safe. That’s it."
Adam didn’t answer.
Marco sighed. "Can you guys table that conversation for later? We still haven’t decided about the bruising."
Rain shot him a glare, but Adam just shrugged and grumbled, "Yeah, fine! Back to the bruises. If Rain won’t do it, you should, Marco. Your hands are bigger than mine."
Marco winced right away.
"To make bruises convincing, Marco would need to apply serious pressure," Rain said, glancing toward me. "It could damage your trachea. He’s not a doctor. He doesn’t know how much is too much."
Something about his voice made my chest feel warm. His concern was genuine, almost like a plush blanket wrapped around me. His silver-gray eyes scanned my face, then drifted to my neck, making a silent point.
Without thinking, I touched my throat. Rain took a step toward me, and kept looking deep into my eyes. Slowly, he reached out to softly brush my cheek, then slid his fingers down to my neck. I shivered and let out a breath.
Why was I so drawn to him? His touch felt addictive, intoxicating.
When his fingers grazed my gland, my pulse jumped. Without having full control over my body, I raised my hand and placed it on his chest, tilting my head slightly.
His eyes fixed on my bared gland with strange intensity; then he lowered himself and mouthed over it, his warm, wet tongue swirling around it, and I let out an embarrassing moan. For a second, we both forgot anyone else was there. Then he met my eyes, pupils dilated, lips parted, and we just stared at each other, our breathing quickened.
It went on until… Marco cleared his throat loudly, snapping us out of it.
"You guys can pick that back up when we’re done. Right now, we need to focus, okay?"
I stepped back quickly, biting my lip.
What the hell was happening to me? How could this whole ordeal mess with my head like that? Two weeks ago, I wanted distance from Rain. Now I felt clingy, needy. I just wanted to stay near him, bask in his warmth. Fuck what anyone thought.
My brothers didn’t get it.
Alphas and omegas, the chemistry, the pull, the instinctual side of us. They simply… were unable to understand. They were mad at Rain for acting on instinct, but I wasn’t. If anything, it made me trust him more. He reacted the way I wanted him to, staying fully in sync with me.
Adam, who stared at us with his mouth gaping, suddenly raised an eyebrow, as if something had just clicked for him.
"Well, I have to admit, the chemistry between you two is off the charts," he said slowly, clearing his throat. "Maybe it’s really some kind of one-way mating thing going on. Something’s definitely changed between the two of you."
Rain’s cheeks darkened. "Yeah, but everyone knows marking glands outside of heat doesn’t take. Still," he paused, clearly thinking hard, "maybe it’s Seprudin 1000 messing with my hormones. Hopefully, we’ll know more after tomorrow’s call."
