Page 13 of Their Perfect Omega

He hung up the phone and handed it across the island where Tate had moved. I was trying my best not to breathe in Alvaro’s scent, but being so close to him and feeling his warm, bare chest against my arms between us, was tough. A little sniff wouldn’t hurt, would it?

I breathed in through my nose and the warm salty smell of freshly baked pretzels washed over me. Oh, he smelled good. So, so good.

The fact that he was holding me like he was made him even more appealing. It wasn’t appropriate for alphas and omegas to touch if they weren’t your pack, but I couldn’t bring myself to step away.

Tate cleared his throat, and I turned my head against Alvaro’s chest. “We can show you to the guest room.” His gaze was locked on me and Alvaro, longing in his eyes.

Alvaro put his hand on the back of my head as if to stop me from lifting my head from his chest. “The guest room has an attached bathroom, so you can shower if you want. In the morning, we’ll take you next door until your sister says it’s okay for you to go back.”

I wanted to know what kind of appointment they had that I couldn’t be at their house, but they were a world-famous boyband, and they probably did a lot of things at their house instead of going to certain places. I couldn’t imagine how frustrating it would be to be followed everywhere.

Alvaro reluctantly stepped back, his fingers brushing down my jaw. Maybe... I shook my head, dashing away the thought of bringing up the fall match. Me? Matching with my favorite band? Could I handle the life they led?

I’d been around them longer than I’d been around any other potential pack, and if I’d had this reaction in meet and greets, they would have gone straight to the top of my list.

Alvaro led me across the living room and past the stairs before turning down a long hallway. “We have two guest rooms here on this level, and our rooms are upstairs. The bathroom is stocked with luxury products and plenty of towels. I’ll leave you a pair of shorts and a shirt outside the door.”

We stopped at a closed door, and he opened it, revealing a large bedroom with a queen-sized bed, dresser, and desk. I wondered who had stayed here or if it was just to have something in the room.

“Thank you.” I stepped into the room and turned to face him and Tate, who was now standing next to him holding my Squishmallows. “I’m sorry I-”

“No need to apologize.” Alvaro gave me a tight smile. Did that mean he was really pissed about it? That made no sense with the brief cuddle session in the kitchen. “Goodnight, Kara.”

Tate waited until Alvaro started to walk down the hall before stepping forward to hand me Jane and Princess. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. Accidents happen. I’m glad it was our house and we’re able to make sure you’re safe. Sweet dreams.”

I shut and locked the door as they went back down the hall. If my dads knew I was sleeping in a house with four unbonded alphas, they would have been so disappointed. It didn’t matter that they had been nothing but respectful and Kayla trusted them.

I’d let myself spiral out of control, but from this moment on, I vowed to get my act together. The lid was going back on the box, and as I stood there looking at a bed that didn’t belong to me, I knew it was for the best.

CHAPTERSEVEN

Kara

Showering in N’Pact’s guest bathroom took me way outside my comfort zone. I knew the bedroom and bathroom doors were both locked, but my upbringing made me second guess even being in their house, even though it feltright.

The wine was wearing off now, and I didn’t have an excuse for what was starting to play out in my head. I imagined what would happen if I had left the doors unlocked, and Alvaro and Tate came into the bathroom.

Warm water pours over me from the two shower heads. The two alphas knock gently on the door before coming in and groaning at the sight of me through the glass shower. I look over at them, biting my lip and nodding my consent. I need them to relieve the building pressure between my legs.

I leaned against the wall, reaching for the handheld shower head and moving the dial until it was at just the right stream. I let it hit my nipples, my breath catching as the sensation went straight to my core.

They strip out of what little clothes they have on and slip inside the shower, their eyes devouring me like hungry wolves. I take them in too as they step under the rainfall shower head one after the other.

I moaned, lowering one hand between my legs and spreading my lips open before lowering the shower head to my clit.

Alvaro reaches down, stroking his thick cock as he steps forward. “I’m going to make you scream, Kara.”

“Yes.” I’m panting now, ready for them to claim my body.

He lowers to the ground in front of me and Tate moves to the side of him, grabbing my leg and holding it up to give Alvaro all the access he needs.

With the first touch of Tate’s lips on my nipple, my body trembles. And then Alvaro licks my pussy tantalizingly slow until he reaches my clit.

I needed more, so I moved to the shower seat, thankful the hose of the shower head reached. I put my foot up on it, letting the water fully hit my pussy. I brought my other hand to my nipple, pinching it and closing my eyes. God, it felt so good.

Tate kneads my other breast while he sucks and then switches. One of my hands goes to his head and one to Alvaro’s, holding them in place. My head goes back against the shower wall, my eyes closing as I get closer and closer to the edge.

Tate grabs my chin. “Watch as I stroke my cock, omega.”

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