Chapter 7
HAILEY
I was nervous to sit down at the table full of Alphas and pretty Omegas who were intimidating. But that all vanished the moment that asshole decided to make fun of Hayes.
I know more than anyone what it feels like to be the B in A/B/O. It means that while you make up most of the population, you’ll never be as important as the Omegas and Alphas who run the world, and it just isn’t right.
None of it’s fucking right.
Hayes clearly knows poker, and they all hate how good he is at it. Now they hate him even more because of how into him I am.
I wish I could say that it was an act, that I was able to bring my Cherry persona out to play, or that I had one too many cocktails. But it’s not.
It’s all me. It’s all the pent-up frustration I’ve held for years and how I’ve been adjusting to becoming an Omega.
And beyond everything, it’s because even though I barely know Hayes, I feel a slight possessive nature about him. He seems kind, far better than any Alpha I’ve been out with lately, and certainly better than the ones at this table.
It was easy showing him affection, telling these other guys off, and being a good Omega.
I wonder what those words would sound like coming off of Hayes’ tongue. That leads me to think about more things Hayes could do with his tongue, which makes me perfume and shift on his lap.
His hold around my waist is tight as he leans forward to whisper in my ear.
“You okay?’
“Mmhmm,” I reply, because what’s the other option? Telling him I was thinking about what it would feel like if he ate me out?
His hand slides over my bare leg, just a drag of his fingertips as he kisses my shoulder.
“God, you look so fucking pretty tonight,” he whispers against my skin.
I’m done for. Absolutely, completely infatuated with the Beta.
He makes good on his promise, only a few more rounds until the game is done.
He unsurprisingly comes out on top and the Alphas aren’t pleased about it.
I stand up and circle around the other Omegas as the men talk.
I expect malice, but that’s always been my insecurity hasn’t it?
Just like the Omegas at the club, these women are nice as hell and I feel bad for ever judging them.
“No, because how did you find a guy who’s hot and rich? If I have to sleep with Zach one more time to pay my bills I’m going to lose it,” the one girl, whose name I didn’t catch, says.
“Seriously. I mean at least they aren’t cheap. Nothing is worse than an ain’t shit Alpha who’s also stingy,” the other says and I nod frantically at her.
“So it’s not just me?” I reply.
“I don’t know if it’s Vegas or everywhere, but the Alphas around here better shape up or we can all collectively go on a knotting strike,” the one says while others laugh, knowing we’re probably the ones who need it more. It’s the whole goddamn reason we put up with them.
“I never thought about a Beta. I think you’re onto something,” the blonde one who was sitting on Zach’s lap says.
“Yeah, me too,” I reply as Hayes wraps an arm around my neck and kisses my cheek.
“Ready to go spend some money?” he asks, and I swear the Omegas around me swoon in jealousy.
Is it wrong that I eat it up? That I like that they all want what I have? Probably, but I don’t give a shit.
His nose rubs into my hair, kissing the side of my head.
“Hungry?”
“Starving,” I reply as he does a few last-minute things with the casino for his earnings. After he’s settled, with his hand in mine, he takes me two floors up to a small sushi restaurant.
It’s the best sushi I’ve ever had as it melts on my tongue and I let out a little sound of pleasure with each bite.
“You were unreal tonight,” he says, just watching me.
No, not just watching me. Hayes looks at me like I’m special, a feeling I know I’m newly addicted to.
“In a good way?” I ask sheepishly.
“Couldn’t have had a better date to bring if I tried. All the Alphas wanted you and all the Omegas wanted to be you. And I…I’m honored that I was the one to be there with you.”
My neck heats and I do what any logical person would do and shove the largest piece of sushi in my mouth so I don’t have to respond right away.
I chew for a long time collecting my thoughts.
“You were impressive too. I’m glad I didn’t chicken out.”
“No. You were perfect,” he says.
I swallow thickly and take in his handsome features. He wore a simple black T-shirt, his hat, and some simple black trousers, all the Alphas tonight wore suits. Hayes doesn’t give a single shit, and it makes my pull toward him even stronger.
He’s everything I wanted to be when I thought I was a Beta, and he’s everything I want to be now. I want to be bold, not hide behind a stage name and pretend I’m two different people.
I want to embrace being an Omega and take what I want.
“So. Did you book a room here tonight too?”
He smiles, sweet little crinkles forming around his eyes.
“Of course I did. I have a very good Omega to take car shopping tomorrow.”
My panties are decimated with an overwhelming feeling of lust. I’m not sure if it was the term good Omega or shopping that did me in, either way, the combination has me wanting this man more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.
“Are you going to invite me to your room?” I ask, feeling bold.
A sick feeling hits my gut. Oh, fuck. What if he says no?
“Hailey, will you come back to my room with me?” he says, his eyes nearly sparkling. It’s almost like he knew how much it took me to ask him that question, and he wanted to put me at ease immediately.
How? How are we on the same wavelength so fast? And most importantly, how am I not scared shitless?
Hayes handles the check and leads me to the elevators with a firm hand on my back. His thumb rubs soothing motions against my spine and I feel like I’m going to combust.
Sitting on his lap all night, his kindness, how cocky he was playing against the other men.
Damn, I have it bad, and in all reality, I deserve a night of fun.
His floor is higher up than mine, and when the elevator doors slide open I wonder if I’m over my head.
It’s like I forgot all my heat orgies.
Well, I partially have. I think I disassociated and just let my body do what it needed. This is the first time since I designated that I’ve been this into a date and wanted to do something physical outside of Lavender Moon.
Hayes’ hand slides up my spine, lightly gripping my nape as we approach his hotel room.
“You call the shots here. If you ever want to leave, I’ll walk you back to your room happily knowing I’ve had an amazing night. There’s no pressure to do anything, we can just lay in bed and watch TV if that’s what you want.”
I sigh and relax against his touch as the door lock clicks and he grabs the handle with one hand. He glances at me, seeing what I’ll do next. Even though I’m the one who started this, he’s still giving me an out, and I find him all the more charming because of it.
I step inside his suite, and the moment the door closes, he’s on me.
My heels nearly make me trip on the carpet as my back hits the door. One of his hands cups my jaw as the other grips my waist, his hands confident and strong. The kiss starts off relatively tame, with a few quick presses of our lips.
Then it’s like this leash he keeps himself on breaks and he’s devouring me like he wants to own me. His tongue dances with mine, before he bites my bottom lip and his hand grabs a fistful of my ass.
He’s rough, passionate, and so completely into me.
He kisses and nibbles along my neck as I grip on to his shoulders tightly.
“Fuck, you were so hot for me tonight, weren’t you?”
“Yes,” I nearly moan out as he pushes the strap of my dress over my shoulder.
“You have no idea how bad I wanted you tonight.”
“How bad?”
He pulls back, so he can grab both sides of my face with his hands. It feels like my heart is going to beat out of my chest with anticipation.
“I wanted to eat your ass when you bent over to collect my chips. Would have even thanked you after.”
I blink at him and he smiles, leaning forward with both hands still on my face as he kisses me hard. I’m in a lust-filled daze as he grips the back of my thighs and tosses me onto the bed.
He shocks me by grabbing the slit of the dress and ripping it up to my chest. I look at him wild-eyed.
I have no idea how much the dress cost; it was waiting in my hotel room along with a hair and make-up stylist. But he doesn’t seem to care as he kisses up my leg, his nose dragging along the seam of my soaked panties.
He doesn’t ask, he doesn’t have to, as he grabs them at the hem and rolls them down my legs.
His eyes are heavy-lidded as he stares at my bare, gleaming pussy, his hands gliding back and forth on my legs. The dress rips further and further, until it’s ripped it two. I’m completely exposed to him.
Hayes grips my breast, running his thumb over my nipple and it feels like I’ve never been touched so reverently.
“Tonight’s about you, Hailey,” he says, his thumb rubbing back and forth as he watches my nipple peak.
He moves his hand only for a moment, just long enough to run his fingers through my slick and rub it over my breasts, before leaning in and sucking the bud hard between his lips. I can’t help it when my back arches and I tangle my hands in his hair, his hat lost somewhere in the room.
His strands are soft, and I have no clue why he wears a hat when he’s hiding all this beautiful hair. I don’t dwell on it for long as I lose all my brain cells as he sucks my flesh into his mouth, tasting my slick.
Hayes continues to lavish my breast as his other hand slides down my body, cupping my pussy.
I’m greedy as I thrust into his hand. I can feel him smiling against my chest.
“Such a good Omega for me tonight. I’m going to show you my appreciation,” he says as he slides down my body, parting my thighs wide as he devours me whole.
I grip his hair again as he licks and sucks on my pussy.
I usually hate when men look at me when they’re eating me out, like they’re a puppy seeking approval. But not Hayes. He looks at me like he knows I’m putty in his hands, he knows what a good boy he is and he’s just making me fully aware.
“Is this you being a good boy for me?” I say and he groans against my pussy, his hand leaving his thigh as he unfastens his pants and starts to stroke himself while he eats me out.
He was serious.
Tonight is about me; he’s not asking for anything in return.
He pauses for a moment, sliding his fingers over my clit, into my pussy, hitting that spot that has my thighs trembling. To my absolute delight, he brings that hand back to his cock, stroking himself with my slick as lube.
Like he’s desperate for us to come together, he jerks off and sucks on my clit with new wildness.
My back arches off the bed like a bow, and my breathing is getting hazy. My orgasm is right on the edge, I’m so fucking close as I pant out small puffs of air.
He stops for a moment and I toss my head back in frustration.
But it’s short-lived as he uses his fingers to strum against my clit and his tongue ventures to my ass, where he does just what he promised.
I orgasm on the spot and watch with absolute excitement as his fist brings him to orgasm while his tongue devours me in the most intimate sense.
His face pops up and he grins, kissing my thigh.
“Thank you,” he says and I toss my head back and laugh even as aftershocks of my orgasm rattle my mind.