Page 10 of Omega Inked

I don't know what to do.

"There's a blanket in the back closet," I tell her. "Why don't you get yourself comfortable. Try and get some sleep."

Because that's what the pills are for, right? At least to make her comfortable enough to sleep?

She doesn't move though. She's still clutching to the blanket, clutching to the pills like they're her last hope.

Maybe they are.

"You're trying so hard to make sure I'm safe," she whispers, "and I don't even know your name."

Jesus--we didn't even introduce ourselves.

I go to the cabinet and pull out the blanket I suggested earlier, and I toss it to her. I don't want it to seem like I'm disgusted by her or anything; far from it. I just know that if I touch her, I won't be able to stop.

I kneel a good few feet away from her, flashing her a smile. "I'm Liam," I tell her.

"Liam," she repeats. "I'm Olivia."

She smiles back at me, her eyes crinkling, and she curls up against the back of the booth. She pulls the blanket over herself, tucking it in around her to keep warm.

"It's going to be ok," I tell her. "We'll keep you warm, we've got a lot of blankets."

"Thanks," she whispers. She's so tired, I can tell. Her eyes drift shut and her breathing evens out.

We'll figure this out. We'll keep her safe.

But in the meantime, I can't help but be mesmerized by the rise and fall of her chest, the curve of her lips.

I have no idea what's going to happen, but I do know this for certain.

I will keep Olivia safe.

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Olivia

I'veneverexperiencedanythinglike this.

My gut twists and my heart pounds as Liam leaves me alone to moor the boat somewhere offshore. I feel the anchor drop...and then the soft sway of the boat.

And every movement is exquisite torture.

Sure, the xanax kicks in and my mind gets fuzzy, my body sleepy. But it does nothing to make me less horny. I can feel my heat beginning to rage through me, my stomach twisting, an emptiness between my legs.

I'm a virgin. I don't know what it's like to be with a man, not least an alpha.

But I want to be fucked. Filled.

Claimed.

I wrap myself in the blanket and try to sleep when it becomes clear that Liam and Phoenix will be staying outside for the night, but it's no use. I rub my thighs together and find myself soaked through my panties, my clit swollen.

And it feels...it feels so good to touch.

I'm a virgin. I've never been touched by anyone but myself.

I can feel my body beginning to betray me, beginning to want what it shouldn't, to crave the hands of an alpha.

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