Page 118 of Choosing Their Omega

I sit on the edge of his bed and sing him a lullaby to help him go to sleep, but he doesn’t ask me to read him stories before bed, which is a sure sign of how tired he is. Once Ben’s eyes fall closed for good and I finish the song, I adjust his blankets and tiptoe out of the room, closing the door softly behind me.

I take a deep breath, gripping the door handle. Now it’s time. We’re going to bond. We’re going to bond and then I’ll be tied to these four Alphas, and their child, forever.

And there’s nothing I want more.

Up until a short bit ago a bond was something I didn’t think I would ever get, because I was a Beta, not an Omega. But now it turns out I am an Omega, and it’s real, not just a fantasy as I read my romance novels.

I’m nervous, but I’m also excited, and I’m ready. I’m more than ready.

I leave Ben and go down the hall to my room. The Alphas have taken care of their own things and I feel them following me, crowding into my bedroom. Cruz closes the door behind us.

My heart is beating fast and insistently, and I can feel my hands shaking a little. It’s mostly excitement, but honestly, there are a few nerves mixed in there as well. I don’t know why, since I love and trust these men.

I guess it’s just the enormity of it all.

What this moment means for me. For them. For us.

I’m trying not to let my nervousness show, but I should’ve known it’s impossible to keep my emotions hidden from these Alphas who know me so well by now.

Cruz’s face softens. Although I can still see desire shining in his eyes, it’s tempered by something tender and sweet as he steps forward, taking my face in his hands. He cups my jaw, tilting my chin up so that our eyes meet, and his thumbs sweep over my cheeks.

“We’ve got you,” he says quietly. “This is big for us too, Lily, and we’re all a little anxious. But the one thing I’m not scared of and never will be is bonding with you. I’ve never felt more sure of anything in my life. I don’t know if it was fate that brought you to us or just the best luck we’ve ever had, but I’m thankful every day for it. Because you complete us in a way no one else ever could. Our family was incomplete without you in it, and now we’re whole.”

His words go right to my heart, filling my chest with a warmth that radiates through my entire body.

Now we’re whole.

That’s the best way to describe how I feel too. Whole.

These Alphas fill up a part of me that I didn’t even realize was empty until I met them.

“Bite me,” I whisper, shifting my gaze from Cruz to look at the other three men as well. “I want your marks. I want the bond.”

All four Alphas purr, the sound so deep and possessive that I swear I can feel it vibrating in my bones. Cruz steps forward and wraps his arms around me, picking me up—but as he starts to carry me toward the bed, I shake my head.

“Not there,” I breathe. There’s a full-length mirror on one wall of the bedroom, and I jerk my chin toward it. “I want you to fuck me in front of the mirror. I want to see everything you do to me. I want to watch you own my body.”

His smile is full of pride, and he kisses me hungrily before he draws back and growls, “Look at you. I remember when you were so shy about getting naked in front of us in the laundry room, and now you want to watch yourself getting fucked. I love that, sunshine.”

A flush burns its way up my cheeks, and I grin widely.

He’s right. I used to be much more self-conscious, both about my body and about my desires. But I’ve been slowly breaking out of that old shell, and I feel like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, finally able to fully stretch my wings.

When Cruz sets me down in front of the mirror, he turns me to face it so that my back is to his front as he stands behind me. The other Alphas have followed us over and are all gathered around him, and they watch in the reflection as I reach down and pull my shirt off over my head. Heat blazes in their eyes, and I feel like a goddess as I slowly peel off the rest of my clothes until I’m standing fully naked in front of the mirror.

“Look at you,” Cruz repeats, his voice lower and more strained than before. The words have a whole new meaning this time, as he gazes at me like I’m a work of art.

He tugs off his own clothes, his focus never leaving the mirror as his muscled, tattooed body comes into full view, then he steps up behind me. The heat of his bare skin against my back is enough to have my nipples hardening, and he palms my breasts, staring at our reflection.

“You fit into our lives so perfectly,” he breathes. “You’re ours, Lily. I can’t fucking wait to make you our Omega.”

Happy tears well in my eyes at his words. When I realized that I was an Omega and not a Beta like I had thought for so many years, I was shocked and devastated. Leaving this house was one of the hardest things I’d ever had to do.

But I had no idea at the time that I would end up returning to live with these Alphas and their sweet boy—not as the nanny, but as the Omega they would claim, adore, and protect.

Somehow, without even meaning to, I found the home I’ve always wanted.

“I’m ready,” I whisper, smiling despite my tears. “I’m so fucking ready. Knot me. Bite me. Take me, Cruz. I’m yours.”

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