Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(27)

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.

With a final look, I went back toward the door, my mind back on my snack. There was a bag of chocolate candies with my name on it.

“Stop,” Beck suddenly barked.

Shit on a stick.

I was left with no other choice but to heed his alpha command. I could have tried to fight it, but I was tired, and it was time we had it out so we could move on.

“Yes, master alpha?” I turned around and batted my eyelashes at him because I knew it would goad him into not holding back what was eating him inside.

“What are you doing in here?” He strode toward me, his dick slapping against his thigh. I couldn’t help but look at it as he stopped a few feet in front of me.

“I couldn’t sleep, and I wanted a snack.” I looked up, bit my inner cheek, and hoped that my perfume didn’t surge from looking at his cock. I wondered if they had made it a requirement to have perfect dicks to be in their pack.

But it wasn’t really about what their dicks looked like, it was what they did with said dicks. Not that I wanted Beck’s to come anywhere near me.

Maybe. The jury was still out on if I wanted to let myself entertain the idea. He’d been a complete asshole to me.

He lifted an eyebrow. “You want a snack?” His eyes held a challenge and my body immediately felt flushed at the glint in them. “Then get on your knees.”

Was he fucking joking? The expression on his face and his eyes told me he wasn’t. Seeing him all sweaty and red from his explicit sauna yoga made me want to do whatever he asked but also punch him in the balls.

I stared blankly at him, and he shook his head, taking a few steps away from me. But then my traitorous body moved forward, dropped to my knees, and reached and grabbed the back of his thigh so he couldn’t escape.

He said my name with some kind of growl and purr combo that really spurred me on. With my other hand, I grabbed his dick and popped it right in my mouth. He sucked in a sharp breath, and his cock twitched as it came to life right in the palm of my hand.

“Fuck. I was joking.” He grabbed onto my ponytail, wrapping it in his fist. “Don’t fucking stop.”

I sucked the tip and squeezed where his knot was, drawing a groan from him. It didn’t take long for him to grow rock-hard, and I couldn’t help but smile around him knowing that, even though he hated me, he certainly didn’t hate my mouth.

His hips rolled toward me, his cock hitting the back of my throat and making me gag. I didn’t like that at all and dug my fingernails into the back of his thigh. He was lucky I didn’t have his balls in my hand.

“Swallow your snack like a good little omega.” His words pissed me off, and instead of swallowing, I pulled back, my teeth dragging lightly as I got to the tip. “Jesus.”

His head tipped back, baring his Adam’s apple to me, and his hand speared through my hair under my ponytail holder. He’d liked that.

I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock and took him all the way to the back of my throat again, my eyes watering with the urge to gag and cough. I didn’t know what he meant by swallow, but fuck if I was going to try it.

I pulled back off, dragging my teeth again. His legs trembled slightly, and I lapped at the bead of pre-cum on his tip. His fingers were moving against my scalp, making me feel almost sleepy, and his strong cinnamon and clove musky scent made me wet.

“Stand up.” His alpha bark was unforgiving, and I released him and stood, wondering if I’d done something wrong. “Do you have any idea how difficult it was to hear you come earlier today and not throw myself over the balcony?”

I cringed and started to step back, but he grabbed my face between his hands with a growl. My eyes widened, not understanding if this was a good thing or a bad thing. “I’m sorry my pleasure makes you want to crack your skull open.”

One of his hands moved down to my neck, circling it like he might choke me. I gasped right before his lips connected with mine.

I should have shoved him away, but instead, I moved so our bodies were pressed together, his erection pressed against my lower belly.

He replaced his hand with his mouth, sucking the skin hard enough to leave a mark. My hands explored his back and then moved to his ass, my nails digging into the muscular globes.

I was already past the point of no return. I didn’t care if he was a complete asshole and sent me away. All that mattered was how he was making my body feel.