Knot Our Omega (Knot Ours)

Chapter 17

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

SYDNEY

I couldn't concentrate on the task Luka gave me today. I tried, I really did. But my body felt like fire; every single thing sent pinpricks radiating through me. It started this morning, when I inhaled my first deep breath of air as I opened my eyes, and my senses were struck with the overwhelming scent of my alpha. I knew my nest would take on their scents more when they were inside, but this scent... it was different. It drew something out of me from deep within, and I wanted to fight against it, but I knew I'd never win.

I wanted my alpha. Hell, I wanted my beta and delta too.

Something inside of me snapped the moment I recovered from the pleasure he gifted me. When he wrung every last drop of pleasure from my body, I could do nothing but slump against them, until I finally let sleep tear me into the darkness. But now, now that I'd recovered and had the greatest night’s sleep, all I could think about was them. And when we could do whatever that was again. Because I wanted to do it again, on repeat.

I shuffled the papers Luka gave me to organize, letting the words blur together as I looked upon the pages. I couldn't do this. I didn't want to, at least not today. I rose, stretching, before I asked Luka, "Do you think Alfie could take me home?"

"You want to leave?" His brows pinched together as he pushed away from the keyboard. "Alone?"

"Well, maybe not alone. He could stay if he wants. I just- I think I want to be home."

His eyes remained hard, but he reached for the phone. After dialing, he demanded, "Take Sydney home." There was a pause before he spoke again. "Her request."

He hung up the phone, but he looked on edge. "I can stay if it's a problem," I offered.

"Are you feeling okay?"

Not at all. How could I when my skin was too tight and my body too hot and my mind kept floating back to the feeling of his mouth against the apex of my thighs? "I'm fine. I'm just tired."

"Did we keep you up?"

I'd never slept so well in my life. "No. It's nothing like that."

He crossed his arms over his chest. "Good, because I liked sleeping close to my unit. If you'd allow us to do it again, I-we would appreciate it."

Was he asking if I enjoyed waking up to their thighs buried between mine and our limbs tangled together? Because yes, a thousand times yes. "I don't mind sharing my nest."

"And you're sure nothing is wrong?" Luka pushed.

"Nothing." I smiled brightly, though I wasn't sure if it reached my eyes because my body felt like everything was wrong. Something must be bad with my wiring. Could I even have faulty wiring as an omega? A brain misfire? A body malfunction? "I think maybe we just swam longer than I thought last night and I didn't fully recover. If Alfie wants to take me home, I'll take a nap, then I'll make you guys dinner? I'm not a great cook, but I think I could throw together something simple. Spaghetti with jar sauce sound good?"

Luka pursed his lips before nodding once. "I think spaghetti sounds great."

"Good." I picked up my bag as Alfie walked in. "Then it's settled."

"Then what's settled?" Alfie looked between us, his confusion clear.

"Dinner." Luka smiled, causing my lady bits to tingle with need. Damn, one moment with his mouth and now she and my omega were obsessed. "Our omega is making dinner."

"I could help," Alfie offered, his face lighting up like a hopeful puppy at the prospect.

"I believe our omega wants some time alone." Luka stood, walking toward me, each step carrying his scent, making it stronger the closer he got, making me want to reach out and pull him toward my body so that I could rub against him, imprint upon his body so the world would know he is mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

My omega echoed possessively. I wished to deny its truth, but I couldn't. From the moment I locked eyes with him in the Omega Industries office, he was ours. He belonged to us, and suddenly I wanted nothing more than for him to claim me. To feel his teeth bite into my skin so that the world would know I was his too.

Images rolled through my mind. His body working over mine, his teeth digging into my skin, sweat rolling down his back as his strong muscles rutted against me. It was all too much, and not enough. I couldn't help but rub my thighs together, trying to ease the pressure that had built there, a pressure that was so unfamiliar but not exactly unwanted.

The alpha and beta rumbled, growls breaking the surrounding silence, and my eyes jolted up toward them. "A-Alpha?"

"Omega," he gritted out before turning to Alfie. "Take her home."

Alfie swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as his throat worked. "Yes, Alpha. Omega, after you."

Alfie held open the door and I stepped through, instantly feeling some relief now that I was away from Luka. But even away from my alpha, I still felt electricity buzz along my skin at the scent of our beta. I should step away, my logic told me. Something wasn’t right. But my omega didn't care, and my heart seemed to agree with her.

We were almost to the car when I dared ask, "Did I do something wrong?"

"What?" Alfie seemed shocked that I would ask. "No, why would you think such a thing?"

"It's just..." I bit my lip nervously. "Luka seemed angry."

"Angry wouldn't be how I’d describe him." Alfie pulled open the door, allowing me inside.

I sat down, and when he leaned in to buckle my seatbelt, I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Then how would you describe him?"

His brown eyes burned into me as his motions froze. Silence stretched for so long, I wondered if he'd answer me at all. Finally, he pulled back with a sigh. "Your scent was overpowering in there, omega. Whatever you were thinking about, whatever was going on in that pretty little mind of yours, triggered your scent to flood the air. Our alpha wasn't mad, darling; he was barely holding on to his restraint."

"Restraint?"

"He wanted to feast on you like you were the only meal he'd get today." Alfie's eyes twinkled with mischief. "To be honest, that wasn't a bad idea if you ask me."

"Oh." I felt mortification creep through me at the thought that they knew I was thinking naughty thoughts and that it inspired their own naughty wants.

"Yeah. Oh." One side of his mouth quirked. "But it's okay, omega. We liked it."

"Oh," I said again, not sure how to react.

"Yeah, omega." He leaned in, kissing my forehead. "Oh."

He shut the door, his laugh seeping into the car from the outside while my skin felt like fire was creeping up every inch of it from embarrassment. When Alfie got in the driver’s seat, he rolled down the window before starting the car. He waited until he was pulled out of the business complex before he braved a look at me.

"Something wrong, Sydney?"

Other than my desire to have the world open up and suck me in? Something wrong in addition to how completely embarrassed I was that they knew I was wanting? Did all omegas face this or was this just the unknowing, unprepared ones like myself? Imagine if I was an omega capable of going into heat, just how intense my feelings would be.

"I'm just..." I sighed, because I might as well just tell him. Tell him you're lusty and hot for the beta, my omega urged. Tell him you want his mouth and his cock covered in your slick . I winced at her demands before I admitted, "I'm embarrassed."

A warm hand encased my thigh before he squeezed. The action was innocent enough, but my body reacted all the same. "It's natural to want your unit, omega. We all want you. We all think of you. We all nearly died last night sleeping next to those luscious naked curves."

I knew he was trying to help, but he absolutely was not helping when he reminded me I slept next to the three chiseled, perfect men, without a stitch of clothes on. Even worse, I was so slick this morning from their nearness that I left my nest with a wet spot I tried to cover with blankets.

"It's just new," I confessed as Alfie reached forward and turned on the music. "Everything is still so new."

"We've had a lot of time to adjust to the idea of bringing an omega into our home and into our lives, even before we knew that omega would be you. I think, maybe, that has made the adjustment easier. We've known mostly what to expect. You haven't though. You hadn't realized you were going to go home with us until the demand to pack your bags was made. I'm sorry that you weren't prepared. I understand we are a lot to get used to. We're three very different men."

"I like y'all just the same." And it was true. They may be vastly different, but each one was attractive to me. Hell, I hadn't had much chance to meet men in my life, but of the ones I had met, none compared to the ones I could call mine. "I'm?—"

Pain like I'd never felt hit my stomach, and I doubled over for a moment, breathing deep while a large hand rubbed my back. "Omega? You okay?"

I swallowed hard, fighting to breathe through my nose as the pain eased up. "I’m fine. I just... I'm probably just tired."

He watched me for a minute more until I'd straightened up. "If you're sure."

"I'm positive." I plastered on a fake smile, one I didn't feel. One I knew didn't reach my eyes, but Alfie was too polite to call me out on it.

"Well then, omega, let's get you home to sleep." Alfie's face looked tight as he hit the gas, driving as fast as he was allowed, all because he thought I needed a nap. If only he knew a nap probably wouldn't solve whatever was happening inside of me. But damn, I sure as hell would try.