Page 56 of Knot Their Omega
I haven’t pushed him away, so that’s a good sign.
“Well… um… there’s some bad news.”
That makes us both frown as we peer at the phone’s screen. Talk about pouring cold water on a perfect opportunity for ass-deep sex.
Instead of moving his hands from me, Kai’s grasp moves lower until he’s lightly gripping my thighs. He moves me back enough on my rolling seat for us to be pressed together, but other than that, he doesn’t do anything else.
Just giving me a supportive touch.
I appreciate it a lot more than I’d ever confess.
I hate being sprung with bad news.
Bad news is what landed me in a psych ward.
“What’s wrong?” I finally answer, bracing myself for what he’s going to say. As if my mind isn’t already thinking in overdrive of all the bad possibilities that can happen with our pack leader.
“Uh… one sec. I’m getting another call,” Alec prompts, and the line goes on hold.
Mother fucker…
The universe enjoys teasing me with scenarios that test the little patience I carry with my spiraling mind. Anything could have happened to Nate.
A car accident. What about the tour bus? Did it fall off a fucking cliff or get hit by another car, truck, or bus? How about if he got injured? Something wrong with his voice. Or he’s ill. In the hospital. His life is in jeopardy, or maybe he’s being blackmailed. What if?—
The touch to my neck makes me grow still; the soft movement of lips against my flesh drives my Alpha senses into a frenzy of their own. My cock feels stiff against my shorts, desperate to be freed and touched.
“K-Kai.” I know he’s the one laying light kisses on the left side of my neck, but my mind feels sluggish in wanting to accept his presence.That he’s still here and hasn’t abandoned me like everyone normally does when things get romantically complicated.“Alec can come back on the line any second.”
“And?”
That’s all he says, not a single fuck given in the depths of his voice. He really doesn’t care because his hand is moving closer to my waistband, fishing for what I pray is my cock and not the drawstring of my shorts.
“You… don’t want to sit here and wait?” I offer.
“I can multitask,” he grunts impatiently. I feel how he adjusts himself behind me, as if his cock is straining against his crotch, just like mine. “Problem?”
Fuck no.
“No.”
“Then.” His hand dives in until he finds exactly what he’s looking for. Just the touch of his long, slim fingers wrapping around my length makes me shiver and further ease against him. “Let’s sit and wait.”
It takes everything not to moan loudly from how he manages to grip my shaft with this sense of possessiveness. It’s hard to describe it, but it’s as though he owns my cock and gives off this dominant energy that portrays that.
I can only imagine what it would be like if this room wasn’t just the two of us. If other Alphas or even Omegas were forced to acknowledge that the two of us have a stronger connection than what society paints, we should thrive for all our lives.
Can’t an Alpha satisfy another Alpha and cruise in life? Instead of all these rules and implications of us needing an Omega to prosper in life?
“Stop thinking, Kenji,” Kai groans against my flesh and doesn’t hesitate to lightly sink his teeth into the crook of my neck. A moan slips from my mouth, and I’m thankful the line is still on hold, or we’d be caught.
That just further excites me.
“Fuck,” I whisper and turn my head to one side. I’m yearning for Kai’s distracting lips and how they sweep into the rescue, claiming mine in a heartbeat.
He’s stroking my length, all the way from the leaky tip to the thick base where my knot begins to grow and nag at my senses. From the way he’s stroking me, matched with how excited my body is, I don’t think it’ll take long.
“I won’t last,” I admit between breathless kisses.