Page 91 of Knot Their Omega
The moment I’m at the door, it opens not a second later, the scent of vanilla and lavender soap matched with hot steam hitting me right on. That follows with that addictive scent of sweet goodness that makes me want to drop to my knees and commit any type of sin for the woman before me.
The moment our eyes lock, it’s no different from when we were in the gym. That intense, heightened connection freezes time and space around us. I’m lost in her orbit, drawn into her beautiful gaze, until I’m cupping her cheeks and kissing her with far too much longing.
Like I hadn’t just seen her an hour ago.
She melts against me in mere seconds, the two of us kissing long and hard before I break the intense kiss that has me already grasping her weight in my arms and walking her back into the bathroom until she’s sitting on the edge of the sink.
“Icarus,” she moans breathlessly before I take her lips once more.
I just need to tame this need to own her again. It’s foolish to be so provoked, but I’m going to ride this wave of possessiveness until she tells me to calm my ruts.
“Are you going to mark me up like that next time I fuck you senseless?” I growl into her mouth and bit her bottom lip, pulling lightly. Her moan, matched with that lustful hunger that ignites in her eyes, is making me hard far too fast.
“That depends,” she ends up saying when I let her free, only to kiss her deeply the next second. It takes even longer for us topeel ourselves off each other, the two of us forced to do so, so we don’t pass out from the dizzy euphoria pulsing between us.
I’m really on the verge of fucking her right now, but I’m reminded of the exhausted look on Velvet’s face and the urgency of the matter at hand.
“Are we going to do that once we’re out of this place?” she offers. “We have to leave, don’t we?”
“We do,” I reveal, hating the fact we have to get back to the issue at hand. “Are you okay with leaving?”
I can see the slight hesitation in her eyes, but then there’s a spark of resilience that grows as she nods her head and sits a little taller.
“Yes. I’ll be okay with it. Kai reassured me with a good plan, and Ember and Blaze get to come with, so I have no other concerns,” she admits, but then she frowns. “I did want to check on my best friend. I don’t want to leave her stuff here, but I don’t want to move anything without her permission.”
“Have you tried reaching out to her?” I ask.
“Not yet. Haven’t had the chance.”
I think of our options.
“Truthfully, I don’t know how long the lockdown can be, but I would be concerned with leaving your best friends’ stuff here. I’m pretty confident Velvet will have this dealt with, but everything is up in the air with the new movement, so it’s better to be safe than sorry.”
“Okay.” She needs a few added seconds to think about it. “I’m going to call her, and if I don’t get anything, I’ll write a message and note, so if she comes back, she knows her things are in a secure location.”
“Good.” I kiss each cheek, then her forehead. “You okay?”
“A lot better than before,” she admits and even smiles. “Kai kind of helped with that.”
“I noticed,” I taunt her and raise an eyebrow her way. “I’ll get my revenge.”
“You’re so competitive,” she complains, as if it’s a bad thing.
“Yet you like it,” I smirk.
“Hmm, whatever.” She wiggles her legs. “Down.”
“Nah,” I kiss her again. “Let me eat you out real quick.”
“W-W-What, no! I’ll have to shower again,” she whines. “I don’t have any more scent-blocking panties.”
“That’s not a problem.”
“You want the movers who are Alphas smelling me?”
The idea of anyone outside our pack smelling her slick has me growling.
“Possessive Alphas,” she complains, but I can see she likes it.