Page 39 of Their Perfect Omega

Cal, who had been skipping around the room, fell onto the couch next to me. “Are you worried about how we’re going to be around Kara?”

Jonathan grunted and pulled out his phone. “It’s complicated. Don’t worry about it right now. Worry about showering and getting dressed so we can get going.”

“Where’s Anya?” Alvaro walked toward Jonathan, and he straightened, clicking his phone off and shoving it in his back pocket.

“She’s on the bus. Didn’t feel good.” Jonathan flinched as Alvaro grabbed him by the front of his shirt. “Alpha…”

The room fell silent except for the noise out in the hall and the whir of the air conditioner. He wasn’t telling us something. Although none of us had a connection like we had with each other, Alvaro could pick up on negative emotions from him from time to time if he focused.

Jonathan and Anya were in our pack but were more like an extension of it and not smack dab in the central bond. They couldn’t pick up any emotions from us.

Alvaro didn’t say anything to Jonathan because he didn’t need to; his dominating presence was enough. Jonathan’s eyes dropped to the ground, and he remained silent, which caused Alvaro to growl.

“Let’s not do this right now, guys. We can discuss this later.” I had no idea when because as soon as we were done with the omegas, we would be heading toward our next city on our tour, and Jonathan was the driver.

Alvaro let Jonathan go with a small shove. “Get your shit together, or you can go to the bus with Anya.”

“Yes, Alpha,” he muttered, smoothing out his black shirt. There was no need for Jonathan to worry so much. Since we had Kara in our lives now, our reaction to unbonded omegas was practically nonexistent.

I pushed to my feet and went to the locker area where my after-concert clothes and shower bag were laid out. During our first tour, we sometimes didn’t have the luxury of showering, but now that we were pulling stadiums full of people, the locker room showers were an added benefit.

The four of us went to the showers, leaving Jonathan in the main part of the locker room. I wasn’t that big a fan of communal showers after performing my ass off, but for some reason, even upgraded locker rooms stuck to no privacy.

Cal threw his stuff on a bench and stripped out of his clothes. “Have you ever wondered what the sports teams get up to in here?”

“They shower. It’s an efficient way to make sure they’re quick.” Alvaro was the first to finish undressing and went to one of the nearest shower heads in the center. The shower was shaped like a half donut. “They have the good shampoo and soap.”

Avery grunted and went to a spot along the wall. “They probably spend thousands on it but can’t afford to build at minimum half walls in here.”

“Don’t complain, Payney boy. You know you like checking out my ass.” Cal went a few spots over from him and turned on the shower. “Fuck, that’s hot.”

“Cal,” Alvaro warned, knowing that when Cal started taunting Avery that it would be a long night. He’d been doing well with giving Avery space lately, but with the high of the show and of seeing Kara, he was like a dog who had the zoomies.

“Sorry, sorry.” Cal stepped back under his shower head as I joined Alvaro at the center of the room. “Maybe I should jack off before we go up to see Kara.”

“I’m about to sew his lips shut, Tate. I swear.” Alvaro rubbed shampoo in his hair.

“Please don’t touch your dick in front of me,” Avery growled.

“What if we got up to the suites and she was alone. That would be amazing. I’d grab her around the waist and pull her to me.” Cal clearly didn’t care that we were all together or that we had such a short time to shower. “She’d whimper just before I kissed her. What would you be doing, Avery?”

“Kicking your ass.”

I chuckled, and Alvaro rested his forearm against the wall, putting his forehead on it as he let the water run over him. We masturbated all the time in our bunks on the bus, and back before Kara, we occasionally shared women, but this was different.

We weren’t just detached, watching porn or getting off with some randoms for the night, we were all thinking about the same woman we’d kissed and wanted as our omega. A woman we’d all share for the rest of our lives.

“I’d move in behind her while you kissed her and pull her hair to the side. God, she smells so good I just want to bite her, but instead, I kiss her neck.” Alvaro grabbed hold of his cock, his hand stroking it as he hardened. “It’s never enough. I need to taste her like I did that day.”

We all knew which day he was referring to. At least, Cal and I did.The memory of her slick on my fingers and her scent filling the room made me groan and brace my hand against the wall.

“If she was here... in this shower...” Avery panted, clearly giving into Cal’s plan of all of us getting relief so that we had a lower probability of going too alpha over Kara. “I’d lift her and pin her right against the wall. Her legs would wrap around me, and I’d sink into that hot, tight pussy.”

“Fuck.” The pressure was already building, and I wrapped my hand around my shaft, putting my thumb right on the top so it would rub my crown with each pump. “I’d bend her over one of the benches and eat her out from behind while she sucked Alvaro’s cock.”

“She’d swallow my cock until I was right on the edge.” Alvaro stopped speaking to catch his breath. “Then I’d sit down on the bench so she could ride me. She feels so fucking good. When she comes, I bet she squeezes our cocks so good and takes our knots like the good little omega she is.”

We were all getting close. I could feel the satisfaction coming through our bond as we all took ourselves closer and closer to climax.

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