Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(35)

She turned around and raised an eyebrow. “Who said I’d be using it solo? You poor alphas. You think toys are just for me to use on myself? Toys are friends, not foes.”

“We have a display case right over here if you’d like to see what the vibrations and movement are like for the most popular of our products.” The female store clerk stopped a respectful distance from us.

Rylan and I were both slightly on edge being there with our omega. All it took was one horny alpha to ruin our day.

“Oh, that won’t be necessary.” Kayla snatched the toy I’d put up back off the hook. “Where are your strap-ons?”

The woman’s eyes darted over to me, and for some goddamn reason, my face felt hot. Why the hell was she asking about strap-ons?

“Right this way. We have quite a few choices. Do you know what size and shape you’re looking for?” The woman led us a few feet to a wall of strap-on dildos.

Rylan and I were standing next to each other now, both too stunned to speak. It was sexy as hell that Kayla was so confident with her sexuality, but also… a strap-on?

“Well, judging by their facial expressions, I’d say I need the smallest possible.”

“I’d recommend this one. It has a spot in the strap to put a bullet so your clit will be stimulated as you thrust. Do you have prep materials? I recommend a set of gradually increasing butt plugs.”

What the what?

Rylan and I looked at each other with wide eyes, which she didn’t even notice because she was examining the package hanging on the display like it was some kind of art piece in a gallery.

“Uh, Kayla, sweetheart. I think we need to discuss this in private.” I wanted to give her what she wanted, but also, there needed to be some boundaries.

“I’ll be at the counter if you need any more assistance. I can take these for you to free up your arms.” The woman took the two vibrators from Kayla and left us staring at the wall of dicks.

“You’re just kidding, right?” Rylan picked up the product the woman had recommended.

“I’m serious. You’ll come so hard. I will too.” She put her hand on Rylan’s biceps. “Please.”

Please.

The single word had a lot of power over an alpha, and I could quickly see Rylan giving in.

“I want your ass first. If I do this.” He handed her the box with the strap-on in it. “Where are these butt plugs she spoke so fondly of?”

The next thing I knew, we were looking at packages of butt plugs. I didn’t know there were so many kinds or that they came in different sizes and shapes.

“I think because the dildo on the strap-on isn’t super girthy, these will be perfect. We just need to get you some lube and then you’ll be all set.” She was acting like a kid in a candy store, and I couldn’t help but smile at her excitement.

She wouldn’t be getting anywhere near my ass with a butt plug or dildo, but if Rylan wanted to give it a go, more power to him.

“You basically start with the smallest, leave it in doing whatever for a bit. Maybe ten minutes at first. Then you put the next in, and then the next. Hopefully, your muscles get to a point where it doesn’t take as much prep.” She grabbed a butt plug with a red jewel on the flared base. “This would be so sexy for you, Rio.”

“What? No.” I took it and put it back. “I love red, but no.”

“Suit yourself, but when you see how much Ry gets off, you’re going to wish you’d bought your own butt plugs.” There was a teasing glimmer in her eyes, and I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her to me.

“Be careful, sweetheart. You’re making the alpha in me want to punish you for being cheeky.” I kissed her, capturing her gasp before pulling away. “Now, where are these bullets she mentioned?”

TWENTY MINUTES LATER, we were finished in the adult toy store and headed to the boutique I’d been aching to go to. Out of the four of us, I was most interested in fashion and design, which was why I made most of the decisions when it came to our clothing.

I’d studied business in college but had always had an eye for what was hot and what was out of season. My eye was drawn to clean lines, bold colors, and unique patterns.

Rylan and Beck couldn’t dress to save their lives, so someone had to make up for their lack of style.

“Can I pick some things out for you to try on?” I wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

“No pink and no floral.” She looked around the store. “And nothing see-through. I already make you four horny enough as it is.”

“Trust me, you want Rio picking out your clothes. If this Alphaball thing doesn’t pan out, he could be a personal stylist for the stars. Wouldn’t that be a dream, styling N’Pact?” Rylan chuckled as I shot him a glare.

We walked around the boutique, and I pointed out different things to Kayla so she could grab her size and pile them into my arms. With my arms loaded, we headed for the dressing room.

“I’m going to go find a bathroom. Here, hold this bag.” He handed Kayla one of the two bags from the sex shop.

“Do you want me to take the other one?” She reached for it, and Rylan moved it behind his back.

“Rylan, what… oh! Oh… you dirty boy. Go! Take a picture too so I can see.” Her grin was wide and excitement was in her eyes.