Page 25 of Their Perfect Omega

“What have you done?” He stalked forward in a way that had me crossing my legs and squeezing my thighs together.

“Alvaro, we-” Tate sat up, shoving his wet cock back into his boxers.

Alvaro went to the end of the bed, his stare burning down my exposed stomach to my mound. I shivered under his gaze that wasn’t so much of a glare as a smolder.

“Spread your legs and let me see what you’ve done.” His command was just shy of an alpha bark, and it made my skin break out in goosebumps.

“Yes, Alpha.” I wiggled free of the shorts and took a deep breath of courage.Their scents were thick in the air, mingling with mine in a heady mixture.

I’d never felt more powerful than when I put both feet flat on the bed and spread my legs. My legs trembled and my cheeks heated hearing the growl that came from Alvaro.

I was propped on my forearms and saw the second he lost the constraint he’d been having. He practically pounced onto the bed, making me squeal and Cal and Tate curse.

His head was between my legs and his tongue ran up and down the length of me before the other two could try to stop him. That was perfectly fine by me.

I fell back onto the pillow as Alvaro growled into my pussy, his stubble rubbing me in all the right places and his tongue lapping up the slick left behind by his pack mates.

Just when my extremities were starting to tingle, Alvaro lifted his head and looked at me with hooded eyes. “You don’t come until I-”

The doorbell rang, and he froze.

“What time is it?” Tate grabbed his phone off the nightstand. “Fuck! Shit! Fuck!”

“What’s wrong?” I sat up as Alvaro flew off the bed and into the attached bathroom, turning on the sink.

“What are we going to do?” Cal climbed off the bed, not even looking at me. Why wasn’t he looking at me?

Alvaro came out of the bathroom, his face dripping water before he brought a towel up to dry it. “Go wash your hands and dicks. Get Avery up. I’ll call Jonathan.”

“Can someone tell me what the fuck is going on?” My voice cracked, and I reached down to pull up my shorts.

“The Pack Health Organization is here... early.” Alvaro threw the towel at me. “Lock the door and shove the towel in the crack. I’ll call our betas, Jonathan and Anya, to get you out and spray the room.”

Tate grabbed the Squishmallows off the floor and shoved them under the bed. “They might not even look in here.”

“Can’t risk it.” Alvaro went to the door and cringed as he saw the dent in the wall from flinging it open. “It’ll be fine.”

He didn’t sound like it would be fine, and if agents were making a house visit? Things were very much not fine.

What had we done?

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I stripped everything off the bed except the comforter, which had been kicked off the end of the bed sometime in the night, and bundled everything up. The sheets and pillowcases were saturated with my perfume, which put me on edge.

I’d missed my suppressant pill the night before too, and the rest of the pills were eaten by Gizmo or had been ruined by slobber. My heart hurt over the thought of the dog suffering. Sure, he’d chased me and pantsed me, but it was all in the name of protecting his owners.

Kayla hopefully had suppressant pills that I could take until I could get back to the compound and get a refill. The last thing I wanted to do was go back, though.

There was a soft knock on the window a few minutes later, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I peeked out of the curtains as my heart thudded.

I opened the window with a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much for this.”

“Let’s hurry. They just let the agents inside.” Jonathan looked down the side of the house and then back at me. “Push the tabs around the window screen so it’ll pop out.”

Jonathan was an intimidating presence and was taller than any of the members of N’Pact. He was over six feet tall, possibly even six and a half feet. His shoulders were wide, and his light brown hair was cut close to his scalp in a buzz cut.

Anya was the opposite of him, and he could probably have easily bench-pressed her. She was shorter than me by a few inches and her blond hair had a pixie cut. She was gorgeous, and a twinge of jealousy ran through me that she had been around my pack.

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