Page 9 of The Omega Lesson

“Just don’t… jizz on the poetry books.”

He gives a barking laugh at that, but doesn’t ask for permission a second time. The sound of his zipper sliding down is so hot I feel like I’m going to combust. But it has nothing on the frantic movement of his hand as he sucks me back into his mouth.

I let my head fall back, surrendering to our mutual pleasure.

Right up until a light clicks on and a furious voice demands, “What thefuckis going on in here?”

Lexi

There are compromising positions… and then there’s getting sprung by an enraged alpha as his baby brother eats you out.

This nightmare definitely qualifies as the second, and as my orgasm fizzles, a dozen excuses bubble up my throat. But not a single one manages to break free, because Mattie is suddenly on his feet, his whole body vibrating with fury as he blocks me from his brother’s glare. “Get the fuck out of here, Ben!”

There goes the faint hope that the alpha looming in the doorway is just a random stranger, and not my last meeting of the day.

“It’s okay, Mattie,” I murmur, tugging my skirt down and climbing off the desk. I have a moment to be grateful he didn’t get around to unbuttoning my blouse when I spy two scraps of pink lace on the floor. Crap. My shredded undies aren’t exactly camouflaged against the worn brown carpet. But would it be too much to hope the fuming alpha in front of me is colour blind? “Mr. Cliff, I’m so sorry you had to see that…”

“Not as sorry as I am,” he mutters, looking anywhere but at me. “But perhaps you could tell me who you are and why you’re mauling my brother in a dark classroom.”

God. That sounds even worse than being mauled in a dark office, but I swallow down the urge to correct him. “I’m Mattie’s English teacher…”

His head suddenly snaps up, and I get my first proper look at Benjamin Cliff. He’s clearly related to Mattie with his height and dirty blond hair, but he’s got a much heavier build, with the broad chest and thick muscles of an adult alpha who works out a lot. His eyes are also a piercing green instead of Mattie’s warm hazel. But maybe that’s because he’s trying to shoot lasers from them as he inspects me from head to toe.

“Bullshit,” he growls. “I’m meeting his teacher, and his name is Lex something-or-other.”

It’s a fair assumption all teachers are male at an academy like this, but Mattie makes a disgusted sound. “Check your text, numbnuts. I told you my English teacher isLexiNovak. This is Lexi.”

“Jesus Christ,” Ben mutters, rubbing a hand over the front of his impeccable suit. “You’re fucking your teacher, Matthew?”

“No!” The denial that bursts out of me is obviously a lie, given the state of our clothes and the bucket-loads of arousal in the air. But I hate the way he’s staring at Mattie, like he’s such a disappointment. “What I mean to say is this isn’t what it looks like. We’re not just… fucking.” I stumble over the word, earning me another glare, but I raise my chin. I’m ashamed of getting caught, but I’m not ashamed of being with Mattie. “I take full responsibility for this situation. But I want you to know, I really care for your brother, Mr. Cliff.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t remember orgasms being part of the school’s pastoral care program when I was a student here.” His eyes narrow as he studies me. “But then, Old Man Miller didn’t hire teachers who look like you.”

The alpha in me rises at that, but I force it down. Because he’s right. It doesn’t matter that I’ve developed strong feelings for Mattie. I’ve still fucked up in the worst way a teacher can. As his guardian, Benjamin has every right to drag my name through the mud. Hell, he has a duty to report me, and more than likely get me removed from the school. Because Mattie is my responsibility, and not just in the way he calls to my alpha nature.

I’m mentally preparing myself to face the headmaster’s wrath when a furious growl splits the air. “Speak to her like that again and you’ll regret it.”

It takes me a moment to realise the low, menacing sound is coming from Mattie. But I can feel it vibrating through his body, his minty scent sour with hostility. “We’re not looking for your approval, Ben. We just need you to keep your mouth shut and stay out of our way.”

There’s a long, tense pause as the two brothers eye each other. But whatever Ben sees in Mattie’s face just riles him up even more. “Because you think you have this under control? You might be a legal adult, Matthew, but this just proves you’re still a kid. That’s why you’re fucking in broom closets, where anyone can walk in on you.” He suddenly jabs a finger at the floor. “Ripped lingerie is a dead giveaway, by the way.”

I bite back a groan, but Mattie just snatches up the scraps of lace and shoves them into his pocket. “It’s no one’s damn business what I do in broom closets. And in case you’ve forgotten, I’m a beta. Lexi’s an alpha. I’m fucking lucky she wants us to be together at all.”

I wait for his brother to correct him. To tell him he’ll present as an alpha soon, as so many helpful teachers tell Mattie every day. But Ben just waves a hand. “This isn’t about your designations, Matthew. This is about what it takes to form apack.” He says the word with a surprising reverence, and then that electric green gaze swings my way. “And what about you, Miss Novak? How serious are you? Are you really up for all this, or are you just messing around with my brother until a suitable omega comes along?”

My alpha surges under my skin, and this time I don’t hold it back as I bare my teeth. “Don’t insult Mattie like that. I’d take him over anyone. Any day.”

I can feel Mattie staring at the side of my face, but Benjamin sighs and shoves his hands in his pockets. “So why did you ask me here, Matthew? Was it just to tell me to shut my mouth and stay out of your way?”

I blink at that. Headmaster Miller told me the Cliffs wanted a meeting, but it sounds like it was Mattie’s idea. I touch his arm, ignoring the way his brother zeros in on the contact. “You asked him to come?”

For the first time, I see a flicker of regret in Mattie’s eyes. “I didn’t think he’d be so damned late, obviously… but he needs to be here. To make it formal.”

Before I can ask him what he’s talking about, he drops to a knee, taking my hands between his. My throat closes over in shock, but his brother clearly isn’t suffering the same problem. “What the hell are you doing, Matthew?”

“What does it look like?” Mattie shoots back at him. “Aren’t you always telling me to step up and go after what I want? Well, I want Lexi to be my alpha. I want her to be pack.”

Mattie’s words echo defiantly in the small office, but the declaration has just enough vulnerability in it to make my heart melt.Mattie wants us to be pack?Not even my dad or my brother have ever said those words to me. And they resonate in some deep, hollow place inside me.

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