Page 50 of Choosing Their Omega

“Even before I knew you were an Omega, your scent haunted me,” he admits. “It was—is—the best thing I’ve ever smelled. And somehow, you taste even better.”

He scrapes his teeth lightly along the spot on my neck just below my ear as he speaks, and my legs wobble so hard that I think I might actually collapse or melt into a puddle right here in the hall. My eyes roll back a little, and I grip his arms tightly, sucking in a breath.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” he murmurs, and there’s an intensity to his voice that makes it clear how true his words are. “I’m so fucking glad you came back to us. We were idiots for not camping out on the steps of the ORD offices until we could put in a bid for you. Idiots to think there was any way we could deny this.”

“Did you try to deny it?” I ask, my stomach fluttering a little.

Lawson stops nibbling on my neck, and I want to groan in frustration at the loss of his mouth on my skin… but I also want an answer to my question. I know my reasons for not asking them to come bid on me, and I’m still kicking myself for not having the courage to tell them I wanted them to. I’m grateful they showed up tonight, but I can’t help but wonder if something was holding them back at first.

“Deny isn’t the right word, really,” Lawson says, his expression serious. His hands are on my hips, his body still pressed against mine, as if he can’t bear to lose that contact between us. “There’s no way any of us could deny how much we wanted you, but… I think we were all scared. For so long, it’s just been the four of us, then Ben came to join our little pack, and we were five. And with you…”

He blows out a breath, lifting a hand to tuck a lock of my dark red hair behind my ear.

“What?” I whisper.

“We knew you had the power to fundamentally change us. To rock our world to its foundations. And it was a little terrifying to admit that, because this thing between us? We knew it could be real.”

His eyes burn as he speaks, and a fluttery feeling grows in my belly. Because I know exactly what he’s talking about. If I wasn’t already so deeply attached to these men and their adorable little ward, I don’t think I’d be as terrified and exhilarated as I am at the prospect of being courted by them and becoming their Omega. Sure, it would still be exciting and nerve-wracking, but the stakes wouldn’t feel so high.

Because I know, deep down and all the way to my bones, that I could fall hard for these Alphas.

That they could claim my whole heart.

Even thinking it makes my pulse race faster, and as I gaze up at Lawson’s handsome features and see the same emotions I’m feeling reflected back at me, something warm expands in my chest.

This is all new for me, strange and scary and wonderful… but it’s the same for them.

I’m not alone in this.

A little noise spills from my lips, and I grab the front of Lawson’s shirt again, pulling him down into another kiss. It’s just as breath-stealing as our first, and I press against him as his hands roam over my body, tracing the curves of my hips and ass. When he starts to gather the skirt of my dress in one hand, lifting it up before sliding his other hand beneath it, I gasp softly into his mouth.

“What are you doing?” I breathe.

“What I’ve wanted to do since the very first second I met you,” he answers, slipping his hand between my thighs.

He groans as he caresses my thigh, his fingertips skimming over my flesh and leaving goosebumps in their wake. “So fucking soft. So perfect.”

His hand moves upward, fingertips teasing the waistband of my panties before delving beneath the fabric. I moan as he brushes his fingers through my curls and then gently teases my clit, biting his bottom lip as just that light touch makes my entire body tense up.

“So responsive,” he groans, drawing back a little and licking his lip. “I haven’t even done anything to you yet.”

“Yes, you have,” I say honestly, because it’s the truth. He kissed me, he looked at me like he wanted to devour me, and he and his pack mates came for me tonight. He’s done so much already, and my body is so completely attuned to him that I feel like I could come just like this.

He grins, his expression hungry and just a bit cocky, as if he’s guessed at my inner thoughts.

“Well, there’s plenty more where that came from,” he promises. “I don’t think you know how badly I’ve been craving you, beautiful. How much I missed you.”

“Then show me,” I whisper, my need making me more daring than I might ordinarily be. He smells so fucking good, it’s making my body go haywire just being this close to him. And even though I’m still sorting out what it means to be an Omega and how I’m going to navigate all these new changes inside myself, one thing I’m absolutely sure of is that I don’t want him to stop what he’s doing.

I don’t want him to stop touching me. Ever.

Lawson groans again. “With pleasure,” he says fervently.

He moves his hand lower, brushing my clit more firmly before sliding his fingers through my folds. I can feel my slickness coating him, and I realize in a rush how wet I am.

“You’re soaked.” He slips his fingers inside me, gathering even more of my arousal. My inner walls squeeze around him instinctively, and he exhales through his nostrils. “And you’re tight.”

His lips crash down on mine again, nearly cutting off the last word, and he slides his tongue into my mouth at the same time he works his fingers in and out of me. When he finds my clit again, I close my eyes, wrapping my arms around his shoulders to hold on. The height difference between us means I’m nearly on my tiptoes and he has to bend down a little to meet me, and I can feel the coiled strength in his body as he starts to circle my clit.

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