Page 39 of Knot Their Omega
The only reason I didn’t go off was because of her.
That look of deflating defeat as his words got under her skin.
I need to change that.
Breaking the kiss makes her gasp for breath, just like me, but I further still her by wrapping my hand around the front side of her neck, drawing her attention as those doe eyes flicker with lust.
Fuck… she needs to look at me like that with my cock deep in her mouth…
“Are you Vesper?” I have to know. “Yes or No.”
She stares into my eyes, and I know she’s struggling. Her response will prove she trusts me enough with something that’s a secret or that I’ve yet to give the impression I won’t rat her out the moment we part ways. I wouldn’t blame her for either, but there’s something different about tonight.
She has to realize parting ways won’t be the case.
“Yes.”
She stares firmly into my eyes, not as though she regrets revealing the truth.
“Okay,” I begin and lean in close so she can hear my words. “You keep writing those badass, multi-million-dollar songs, understood?”
I see the shock in her eyes as she grasps my words. The threads of relief and confusion soon follow, and I can see her fighting for some sort of response that expresses how she feels.
“But…” She bites her bottom lip, unsure if she should say her next words. She makes the resolve and quietly whispers, “He said Omegas don’t deserve careers and stuff.”
“Eren is a stubborn douche who got left by his pack’s potential Omega because she wanted to pursue becoming a doctor, and none of the pack approved of it,” I reveal the small tidbit that very few know about Eren and his musical band of Alphas. His whole pack is a part of their band, which is unique compared to Nate and Kenji, who are the only two from our pack who are in musical collaboration. “He’s bitter because her mark never faded from him, meaning he’s yet to move on from her, and they can’t reap the benefits of having an Omega anymore like before. That’s why he’s desperate for a handout of any kind.” I want her to see his perspective, not to pity him, but to understand that she’s not the problem. He is.
“I don’t tolerate that bullshit.” I shake my head. “No one in our pack does.”
“Meaning… you’re the leader?”
“Temporarily.”
She gives me a hard stare, but her eyes are dipping back to my lips.
My little Omega needs to override that level of curiosity of hers.
“So, why don’t we do this,” I instruct, drawing her attention back to my determined gaze.Because I have every intention of loving this woman tonight.“We can do what our bodies are begging for and answer questions later, or you can wait for me to take a cold-as-fuck shower to calm the fuck down because I can’t answer anything else with your scent hypnotizing me.”
She smirks at the options, and there’s that spark of confidence as she leans in closer and enjoys inhaling my closeness. The way she lets out a purr makes the hairs on myarms rise in desire, all while that rumble of a growl is drumming against the inside my chest in validation.
Fuck. I’m dangerously smitten with this Omega.
“I’m leaning toward Option One with an exception.”
My sense of curiosity gets the better of me.
“What is it, Pretty Omega?”
“We fuck, get these desires out of our system, and take a cold shower to clear our minds after,” she suggests, a sweet dessert I’m ready to devour. “Then I ask all the questions I want.”
“If that plan includes knowing your name, then fuck yeah.”
I do know her name, but she doesn’t know that.
I also doubt Blair Vesper’s is her legal name, or she would have been found out ages ago.
Her smile radiates her whole face, especially her eyes.