Page 93 of Choosing Their Omega

I wake up a couple days after my conversation with Cruz, blinking up at the ceiling.

My body feels like my own again.

Well, it’s not that my body ever didn’t feel like my own. It’s more that I can think clearly and my body isn’t constantly craving sex. I’m no longer burning up, and I can actually think again, I’m not just wanting sex and unable to think about anything else.

My body is sore, but in a good way. I stretch, enjoying the pleasant feeling in my limbs. I’m tired and sated, my body deliciously heavy, but I don’t feel like I just need to sleep the day away either.

It’s over. I made it through my first heat.

I roll over and see that Lawson’s awake, reading one of my romance novels. I grin. He’s really come to like them and I’ve caught him reading them in between rounds of sex. “Enjoying the story?”

“Oh, man.” Lawson grins at me, completely unashamed. “I’m ready to strangle Derek, how has he not told her how he feels already?”

“He has a good reason! You’ll see!”

Lawson chuckles and kisses me. “I’ll be sure to let you know when I get there.”

I’m glad that I have someone to talk to about my books. “Admit it, you like Derek. You like the bad boy characters.”

“Maybe just a little.” Lawson winks at me. “What can I say, game recognizes game.”

I laugh, and the sound startles Knox, who wakes up and blinks at me. “Hey.” He smiles softly. “How are you feeling?”

“A lot better,” I admit. “I mean, I’m tired, and I’m kinda aching, but I’m out of it now.”

“Good.” Knox kisses me. And then Miles and Cruz wake up, noticing the movement.

They all seem relieved that I’m doing better, that I’m through the heat. Not that we didn’t have fun, of course, but it was my first heat, and it was an intense one. I think they might’ve been a bit worried for my health, even if none of them said it out loud.

But I’m okay, and we’re all ready to resume our lives.

We hop into the shower and clean up, pop the sheets into the laundry, and air out the room. I can immediately feel like there’s something missing in the house, and when we get down to the kitchen, I realize what it is. Ben is still with Andrea.

“I’ll cook us something,” I offer. “You were all so kind cooking for me during my heat.”

Cruz catches me around the waist. “Oh no, you don’t. You’re not lifting a finger.”

“Well, neither are you! You guys had some marathon sex yourselves, you know.”

“Then we’ll order in.”

“And I’ll call Andrea,” Knox says, grabbing his phone. “Let her know she can bring Ben back.”

I relax, my heart melting. “Good. I’ve missed him.”

Maybe that isn’t exactly true, because I was a little too busy having insane sex and being in heat to think about anything other than the burning need in my body and my desire for my Alphas, but now that I can actually think again, I miss him terribly.

It’s crazy, how short of a time I’ve known Ben and my Alphas, and yet, I can’t imagine my life without them now. I care about Ben so much, and I want to see him again.

Lawson calls a local breakfast place and we order so much food I’m sure our stomachs are going to bust open, but I really do feel starving. None of us really got a chance to eat much or enjoy what we did eat, even though the food tasted good. It was just a short break from the sex we were having.

The men especially must be starving. They’re used to eating a lot for their profession and they weren’t the ones in the grip of heat like I was.

While we wait for the food to arrive, the men call their coach and teammates, check emails, and catch up on everything they missed the last few days. They’ve missed a few practices and also a game. The Titans won, but barely.

“They ended in a tie,” Miles says, hanging up the phone and looking at the rest of us. “Had to go into a shoot-out.”

“Who got the winning goal?” Cruz asks.

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