Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(26)

Rylan turned his head to the side and cursed, biting into my inner thigh. “Don’t fucking stop.”

The pressure of a finger against my ass refocused my attention on what they were doing, and I tried to relax. It pressed slowly into me, using my slick as lube.

“You’re doing amazing. He can barely even eat your pussy with how good you’re stroking his cock.” Rio’s praise caused me to clench around Kane’s tongue. “Now let go of his balls and wrap your hand around his knot. Yes, just like that.”

Rylan’s legs were shaking, and he groaned as he sucked my clit into his mouth, sending me over the edge right along with him. He exploded, his cum covering my chest as his knot grew slightly against the grip I had on it.

“Fuck, yes.” I couldn’t see Rio, but the sounds he was making let me know he came.

Kane removed his tongue and finger, and I shivered at the loss. He pulled my legs down so they dangled in the pool and kissed my inner thigh.

Rylan chuckled and flopped over onto his side next to me after I let go. “Well, that was hot as fuck.”

It was something dreams were made of; really hot, sexy dreams.

Kane grunted and then he disappeared under the water, bubbles rising to the surface. I was sad I didn’t get to hear him come like I had with Rylan and Rio.

Rio grabbed a towel from a lounge chair and wiped off his hand and dick before kneeling next to me and wiping my chest. His eyes were hooded, his breaths still causing his chest to rise and fall more than usual.

“You were so beautiful jacking him off.” He bent down and kissed my forehead. “I imagined you doing that to me the whole time.”

Rylan yawned. “I need a nap after we eat some real food.”

It would be a perfect end to a perfect afternoon. My three favorite things back-to-back: orgasm, food, and sleep.





CHAPTER ELEVEN





Kayla





Taking a nap was a mistake, and now I couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t just because I napped too long with Rylan, but because Beck had moved all of my things to the guest room downstairs and Rio still couldn’t get in contact with Brian.

He was obviously avoiding dealing with his mistake, but it just didn’t make sense that I was able to match when I was one hundred percent sure I’d opted out and not put any packs. It had even asked if I was sure before submitting.

I should have taken a screenshot.

Brian would have to answer eventually and then we’d have to decide what to do. Although, it seemed Rio, Rylan, and Kane had already made up their minds to keep me.

I didn’t know what the hell I wanted.

The room I was in was two floors away from the pack and while normally I’d be happy to have my privacy, being in a new place made me want the comfort of protection nearby. I would have been content sleeping on the couch upstairs or in the little nest I’d made.

The guys had offered to let me sleep in their beds—with or without them—but I figured I needed the space to get my head straight.

Because I was losing it.

All I could think about was them, and while that wouldn’t be a problem to any other omega, I was struggling with it. For years, I’d pushed back against the biological urges that come with being an omega, but put me in a room with four delicious alphas?

I hated it and I didn’t know what the hell I was going to do. The tables had turned, and now I was actually giving thought to this whole match.

I checked my phone to see it was past midnight, and I’d been attempting to sleep for over an hour. There was no point in continuing to toss and turn when my brain wouldn’t shut off. I got out of bed, hoping a snack would help.

Learning my lesson from the night before, I slid on a pair of slippers. There was a tiny cut on the bottom of my foot that stung a little when I stepped a certain way, but it wasn’t inflamed.

The hallway was dark, and I flicked on the light. It wasn’t a horrible room by any means, none of the rooms were, but I’d found comfort in being in Beck’s. It completely sucked that it had to be his.

The lights in the stairway up to the main floor were on, and I headed across the large space but stopped when I heard the faint sound of instrumental music coming from the direction of the gym. It was far too late to be working out, but maybe someone had left it on.

Changing course, I went down the hallway to the gym and opened the door. Some of the lights were on, giving it a warm glow inside. I didn’t see anyone at first, but then my eyes landed on the pile of clothes right outside the sauna across the room.

It was dark inside, but I could see condensation on the window and a person moving around inside. What the hell were they doing?

I walked in and was hit in the face with Beck’s scent. It felt like a warm hug, as much as I hated admitting that to myself.

The closer I got to the sauna, the more my cheeks heated. He was stretching naked inside, and I stopped behind some workout contraption with pully things to keep myself partially hidden as I watched him lunge forward with one foot and lift his arms. Was he doing naked hot yoga?

I shouldn’t have been watching him, but there was something about seeing him completely unaware and comfortable in his own skin. And dare I say, relaxed?

His shoulders were down, and he moved his body like it was as light as a feather. I’d never realized just how tense he always was until seeing him like that. The last thing I wanted was for him to catch me and have him tense up again.