Page 196 of Broken Omega

“We’re her mates …”

“And Lana’s not.”

“Right. Shit. You’re right. Fuck. I’m just so bored, and now I’m kind of sore, and I really wanted to see Brooke.”

River smiles at me. “It’s cute when you get all desperate.”

“I sounded like a spoiled brat, didn’t I?” I ask, trying to dial my desperation down a bit.

“You sounded like a guy who’s been missing one of his mates, but I think you should remember Brooke’s only one of your mates.”

“You’re right.”

He nods. He doesn’t always share what he’s thinking, but when he does, he’s always right.

“So, we wait out here for them to … finish whatever’s going on in there, or …”

He moves in close and drags me down to kiss him by the front of my shirt.

I think we have Brooke to blame for that move. She seems to have taught it to him.

I kind of like it, so I won’t complain.

RIVER

Donnie’s desperate boredom is turned into sexual energy so easily it feels like I’m using a cheat code on him every time I take advantage of it. He switches from restless energy to laser-focused precision in a heartbeat, apparently deciding this hallway is a good place to relieve me of my jeans.

I’d protest, but the instant my cock is in his hands, I have no words.

All I have is sensation. He tugs his hand over my shaft, using the other to rub my balls slowly, fingers dipping lower every move, until he’s bringing my slick up over my balls to make them wet and deepen my arousal. I perfume while he still has his tongue in my mouth, and I perfume a little more when his grip on my length tightens.

He groans as the scent reaches him, breaking the kiss to look back at me with lust-filled eyes.

“Why do you smell so damn good?”

“Why do you feel so good?” I ask.

“Holy fucking shit,” he curses, looking me over. “You’re going into heat.”

“I can’t be,” I tell him. “My perfume’s just been coming in stronger since we met Brooke and Kellan.”

“Omegas aren’t supposed to go into heat until they meet their Alpha, or Alphas. We didn’t know you had two of them. You’ve been perfuming more because the time is finally right.”

Why is he starting to make sense?

Fuck, I was just thinking I would need to get some of Brooke and Kellan’s things to make my bed feel right when we get back home. If that’s not a nesting behavior, I don’t know what is.

Holy fuck. He’s right. I am going into heat.

“I probably shouldn’t be teasing you right now,” Donnie says.

“You’re not walking away from me.”

“Well, no, but I probably shouldn’t fuck you.”

“Why the hell not?”

“You’re craving a knot, River. I can’t give you that.”

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