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I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t hot the way I was having one conversation but with all three of them. These males were obviously very close and had been packmates a long time if they deferred to each other. I always thought alphas preferred a hierarchy system, but that didn’t seem to be the case with this pack. Just another thing I would’ve known if I’d attended the Omega Compound.
“Very kind of you.” I rolled my eyes despite the fact my head was still down, and no one could see. “You told the betas you started dating they weren’t endgame. Why ever didn’t the relationships work out?”
It was a rhetorical question, but Aidan answered anyway. “It has nothing to do with them being betas. But they’re a pack. And we want to share a female.”
I think all the muscles in my body simply froze. One moment I was making a joke and the next, I didn’t even risk breathing. My muscles locked up. My brain simply overloaded with the idea of not one, not two, but three alphas pleasuring me. I would get to make a nest large enough for four. There would be enough people in the relationship where I wouldn’t have to worry about smothering one in my need for constant attention. Three alphas in my bed, filling all my holes, and telling me what a good girl I was. Of course, I fantasized about it, but that didn’t take into account what the males wanted. And now the possibility just became too real.
My lungs burned from holding my breath. I gasped, pulling in more and more air but also pulling in more and more smells. With every breath, I could taste the three males. In my rapidly aroused state, my inner omega wanted to touch all three, strip them of their clothing, and mark them as mine.
“Please let go.” A whisper was all I could manage, but Lorenzo listened, dropping his hold so quickly I couldn’t catch my inner omega’s whimper before it got out.
I grabbed everything in my arms and didn’t bother zipping my backpack before half running out of the coffee shop. I refused to look back as slick ran down my thighs and hoped they hadn’t caught a whiff. My legs carried me all the way to my dorm, before collapsing of exhaustion in my nest.
Chapter Seven
It wasn’t just embarrassment that kept me from arriving to Professor Jenson’s class early on Monday. It was also the fact that Aidan and Lorenzo were outside the door, leaning against the wall and talking like they had all the time in the world.
A part of me felt conceited to think the two super attractive males were waiting outside my first class to speak with me. Logically, their packmate was the professor inside the classroom, so I knew they had plenty of reasons to be here. Not to mention they weren’t really a unique site. Plenty of the females flirted with all three members of the pack—even Professor Jenson during class. Some females walking by to get to other classes would flirt with the males if they were outside. To my knowledge, I was the only one that knew they were recently single. Unless they found someone to share in the two days since I’d seen them.
My fists clenched in frustration at the idea of Aidan and Lorenzo sharing a new female. Which made no sense considering I was staring at them only talking to each other and ignoring all the passing students. Of course, common sense meant nothing to omega instincts.
And that was the root of all my problems: my inner omega.
It wasn’t enough she’d grown territorial over three males I’d barely spoken with, but I also had to deal with the fact that my crush on the pack needed to stay hidden. Unlike the actual betas that attended the university, they wouldn’t get expelled if they slept with the males. Or any males, really, because they weren’t hiding their real perfume behind a mask of indifference to a whole designation. But if I were to give in and fuck one of these males, they would know my true designation and my time at the academy would be record short.
My whole life I’d been grateful for my beta-like scent, and I wasn’t going to throw away my chance on a career for an hour in bed with three alphas. Ah, who was I kidding? I wanted a night in bed with the alphas.
Aidan and Lorenzo could potentially be convinced into silence, but I doubted Jenson would ignore the school guidelines and not turn me in. And there was really no way to guarantee Aidan or Lorenzo wouldn’t do the same. That any alpha wouldn’t do the same.
Even a beta might be able to figure out I was an omega when in bed, so it was better I didn’t sleep with anyone and stayed away from males altogether.
And for any males that didn’t get the picture, I hoped the extra sweet perfume I sprayed on this morning would push them away.
With that confident thought, I headed toward my classroom, choosing to ignore Aidan and Lorenzo altogether. That confidence wavered when I get closer, however. Now that I knew their scents, it was like my nose was more sensitive to it, picking them up easier. Not even keeping my coffee right under my nose stopped their scents from reaching me. A feeling of calmness worked its way to my muscles, making me feel relaxed and a little like I could nap.
I didn’t stop when I passed Aidan and Lorenzo, my coffee weaker than their scents of desert rainstorm and a pine tree forest, and made my way to my undesignated, designated seat. There was a feeling of disappointment that neither of the males my omega desired paid me any attention, but I told my stupid heart that it was a good thing. Plus, I willingly whiffed their scents, so some hard rejection was probably a good reminder.
My seat felt more comfortable than usual as I got my notebook and pen out. Usually, I liked getting to class early to ensure I had the same seat each time—which I refused to acknowledge as an omega trait of claiming. But I was glad my delay outside didn’t result in someone taking my spot.
“Do you smell that?” the beta on my right asked. His nose—which was already naturally upturned—half lifted into the air like he was scenting me.
Despite my calm mood vanishing and my hackles rising at the blatant scenting, I managed to calmly ask, “Smell what?”
Was my inner omega finally perfuming properly? Panic quickly set in as my thoughts spiraled to all the things I hadn’t done yet and all the things I’d refused to do in case I was outed. I could have taken my classes quicker and done summer schooling—fuck the unending loans. If I knew my time as a hidden omega was limited, I would have had sex.
The beta sniffed in my direction again before sneezing four times in a row and gaining a lot of students turning around to look at him.
“I think it’s your perfume,” he said when he finally stopped sneezing, but his words were mumbled by the hands still over his nose and mouth. “You smell like chalky chocolate.”
I took a deep breath, but it did nothing to return my previous calm mood. He wasn’t talking about my natural omega perfume—which I knew smelled like burnt marshmallows—or else I would have already gained the attention of the alphas in the class. With my nerves on edge, I gritted out, “Then sit somewhere else.”
The beta huffed like he was the one that had been offended but moved to sit a couple aisles behind me. I tried taking some calming breathes, but I couldn’t get my heartbeat to calm back down. There was this thing I read once, on the back of a heart healthy cereal box, that said the reason it takes a body so long to calm down after experiencing fear was because adrenaline moved through the blood stream instead of electrically through your nerves, so it took longer for your brain to get the message to calm the hell down. But I’d been deep breathing for at least a minute now and my heart was still working overtime.
Fists clenched and muscles tight, I tried taking in another deep breath, finding this one easier. At least until words distracted me.
“Yeah, I need to sit there, so why don’t you part like a female’s thighs.” Aidan. He was the only person in the world that talked like that, and he was kicking the kid on my left out of his seat.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I whisper yelled at him.