Page 37 of Choosing Their Omega

“Hey, no team is anything without their goalie there guarding the net.”

“Is that so?”

“You don’t believe me?”

“No, I believe you. I just think it’s kind of easy for you to guard the net when you’re… well.” Lily smirks and gestures up and down at me with her hand.

She’s got a point. I’m the biggest guy on the team, and usually the biggest guy in any room I’m in. But it’s not just the fact that I take up the entire net that makes me a good goalie. It’s more than that. And Lily has to know that.

She’s clearly teasing me. I grin and roll my eyes, and she nudges me. “Come on, you can’t tell me it’s not about how big you are. Really. I mean you’re, what, how big?”

Her smell is enveloping me, the scent of sweet peaches, warm brown sugar, and honeysuckle filling my nostrils. It makes me think of warm summer nights, the kinds that are made for being reckless and young and indulgent. Lily is smiling at me, her eyes sparking and teasing, and the look on her face decimates all of my barriers before I even know what happened.

“Ten inches,” I tell her. “But it’s not how big you are, angel, it’s how you use it.”

That’s true for both sex and hockey.

Lily flushes bright red, and her eyes go wide. “Oh—I—I meant—”

I realize what my big mouth said and inwardly curse myself. But Lily’s flush isn’t purely from embarrassment. Her eyes are wide and dark, and I can feel her smell shifting. Changing.

She’s into it. Into me.

My tongue darts out hungrily, wetting my lips. For the first time in what feels like forever, my blood starts to heat up. Unbidden, I have an image of her soft body beneath mine. Of slowly, gently coaxing her into taking all of me, of working myself into her until—

“Lily!” Ben runs up and grabs her hand. “You’ve gotta see, you’ve gotta see!”

I swallow and clear my throat as Lily hurriedly tucks her dark red hair behind her ear. “Of course, sweetheart,” she says. “Show me.”

I watch as she struggles to get her hair out of her face. Wasn’t she wearing a hair clip of some kind before? I could’ve sworn I saw her put one in.

Ben leads Lily over to the tigers, and I take a few moments to breathe deeply and get myself back under control.

Dammit. This Beta will be the death of me.

Chapter 11

Lily

I try to recover from my conversation with Knox as we work our way around the rest of the zoo. Good lord. One brief misunderstanding, and I’m so hot and bothered I feel like I can barely walk. I don’t understand how I can be so damn awkward among these Alphas.

I’ve never had men do this to me before. I’ve been turned on, of course I have. And I’ve found men attractive. But this? This is a whole other level. It’s like I can’t think or even breathe properly around these Alphas.

My body is singing just from that moment of awkward almost-flirting, the one I didn’t even mean to start. I can only assume that some of my desire shone through in my tone or my face, even though I didn’t mean for it to.

I’m horribly embarrassed, and I just want to be calm and normal again, but I can’t seem to get my body to stop. Instead of cooling down, I’m getting hotter.

It has to be because of the temperature outside. We’re out in the afternoon sun, and I look around, trying to find a water fountain or somewhere with shade.

My heart is racing, and I’m sweating all over. And all I can think about—to my embarrassment—is sex.

Knox’s cock. How big he said it was. How he was definitely not lying, because I don’t know why he’d lie about that, and he’s big enough everywhere else, so it only makes sense.

I wonder if the others are anywhere near that big, what their cocks are like, their knots.

Oh my god. I squeeze my eyes shut and try desperately to think about anything else. It’s not working, so I open my eyes and look around, searching for something to distract me.

There’s an exhibit on zebras. Focus on that, Lily. Come on.

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