Page 14 of Stolen Omega

Calm the hell down and stop thinking about it.

She’s an empath, dumbass.

She doesn’t need you making her own panicky feelings worse.

Right.

I take another deep breath.

Fuck. It’s hot in here.

I undo the first two buttons of my shirt, tugging the material away from my skin.

The bathroom door opens, and Zelena steps out of that room, fully dressed, with wet hair and flushed cheeks.

Damn.

It doesn’t matter how brightly she shines on stage, nothing matches her natural beauty up close.

“Sorry, I felt really sweaty tonight for some reason,” she apologizes as she comes toward the couch.

“You don’t need to apologize,” I assure her. “Dinner’s been ordered. You should pick a movie.”

Or you could strip out of those sweatpants so I can bury myself between your legs and get the sweet, tropical taste of your slick on my tongue.

That coconut scent might have faded away to nothing on the air, but there are traces of a deeper version that I can practically taste when she’s only a couple feet away from where I’m standing.

Traces of her slick must have stained her clothes before she washed it off her body.

Holy hell.

The thought of tasting her makes my mouth water.

My dick twitches as I gaze at her flushed face.

So damn beautiful.

Thoughts of claiming her as my mate roar through my head.

All it would take is one kiss. I know that one little touch would undo all the work she did scrubbing her body clean of her scent. It would awaken her perfume, and she would beg me to claim her.

She already wants me as her mate. She wouldn’t be perfuming for me if she didn’t.

And she wouldn’t have scrubbed the evidence away if she was really ready.

Besides, it wouldn’t feel right to let something happen between us before Archer even knows that she’s started to perfume.

He’s the Alpha. If she’s anywhere close to going into heat, he’s the one she’s going to need.

He’s the one she’ll crave until her heat passes.

I can’t do anything to help her get through it.

I’m not what she really needs.

I didn’t think I had knot envy but knowing I’m not going to be what she needs when she’s in one of the most vulnerable states an Omega can be in makes me feel kind of useless.

It also makes me wonder if it’s smart to let this moment pass me by.

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