Chapter 8
HAYES
I wake up with hair in my mouth and a smaller body wrapped around my entire frame. I smile up at the ceiling as I quietly push her hair away.
She clings to me like a lifeline and I wonder when the last time she was held was and my brows furrow, hating the idea of anyone else holding her and equally hating the idea of her being touch-starved.
“Five more minutes,” she says against my chest, startling me.
“Okay,” I reply, rubbing a hand down her back as she nuzzles her face against my chest. “Do you want to do room service or go out to eat before we go shopping?”
There’s a long pause.
“If you could go to my room and grab my clothes from last night, we can go out.”
I laugh, jostling her head, and she leans up, resting her face on her palm and another on my chest.
“What?”
“Go take a shower and I’ll handle everything.”
She narrows her eyes at me playfully, but smiles, placing a quick peck on my lips before heading toward the shower.
Hailey seems more relaxed this morning, and I’m grateful.
I hate to admit it but part of me wonders how much of her interest in me is authentic versus our agreement.
I don’t want her to be anyone except for herself, and I think Hailey is still figuring out who she is, and I kind of want to be a part of that journey.
God, when did I turn into such a fucking sap? I’ve been hanging around Nate and Sterling too much. Those Alphas are making me soft.
Accepting I’m already whipped, I ask the concierge to bring a complete outfit up in her size, along with two coffees. I get hers laced with sugar, knowing that it’s the standard M.O. for Omegas, plus she drank sugary cocktails all last night.
Without hesitation, I make my way into the ridiculous hotel bathroom. Hailey doesn’t see me as I open the glass shower door and she squeaks her surprise.
“Oh, you already grabbed my stuff?”
“New stuff is on the way. We can grab everything from your hotel room when we head out.”
She runs her hands over her wet face and I glance down at her wet, toned body.
There’s nothing I can do about my hard cock besides ignore it.
Do I want to fuck her? Undoubtedly.
But I can’t do that to Nate, and I can’t do that to her. Not when she doesn’t know what being involved with me truly means, which comes in the form of two Alpha firefighters.
Nate’s moral compass is too strong to make a move on Hailey. And from what I’ve learned about Nate’s ex, I wouldn’t be surprised if Hailey has a plethora of mommy issues to work through.
I haven’t figured out my plan for bringing us all together, but I’m sure I’ll come up with something.
She glances down at my hard-on and licks her lips, and she quickly gets down to her knees. I should probably tell her to stop, but unlike Nate, my moral compass is in hell. Especially when she grabs the base of my cock with confidence, her soft tongue licking the tip.
I swirl her wet hair around my fist and she glances up at me with her pretty eyes.
“You’re a naughty little thing, aren’t you?”
She shrugs, putting the head of my dick between her lips and sucking hard.
I will myself not to come too soon. I can’t let her overwhelming perfume taking over the scent of the shower break me. But it’s hard not to. It’s hard not to feel like the king of the fucking world as an Omega as pretty and sweet as Hailey gets down on her knees for me—a fucking Beta.
“How much can you take, Hailey? All of it?”
Her eyes meet mine with determination as she cups my balls, squeezing slightly before sucking me down. To the point she can barely make eye contact with me, her nose touching my pelvis.
I hold her head there, basking in the feel of my cock being at the back of her throat as she moans against my length.
“Good fucking girl. Good Omega. Play with that sweet little pussy while I fill this throat.”
She moans against my length as I release my hold on the back of her head and she does just that, her hand slipping between her wet breasts and torso until she reaches her clit.
“Fuck,” I hiss as she continues sucking my dick while she plays with herself. “God, you’re so pretty, baby. Just like that.”
She picks up her pace, her head bobbing against my length as she gets herself over the finish line.
“Are you going to drink me down?”
She moans her response as I grab the back of her head again, taking what I want. Her eyes are watery and perfect as she takes me wantonly, till I’m spilling down her throat.
I have no choice but to watch her pretty face as I do, and all I see is pleasure.
Yeah, I’m keeping her no matter what.
She pulls away from my cock, a string of spit connecting us till it breaks. Hailey smiles as she kisses my thigh.
“Thank you,” she says with a laugh as I help her stand back up.
“Oh, you’re fucking trouble,” I tell her, grabbing her chin and kissing her, tasting her natural flavor mixed with my release.
When I pull back, she’s smiling and I decide right then and there I want all of her smiles.
When we pull up to the BMW dealership, Hailey turns to me, blinking rapidly for a moment.
“Hayes, you can’t buy me a BMW.”
“Yes, I can.”
“This is too much. I thought we would go to, like, some used dealership or something. Maybe a newer Jetta.”
I grimace at her and she’s the one looking at me like I’m crazy.
“Hailey, think about how much I won last night.”
“This is more than a quarter of your winnings.”
“Because you’re such a good negotiator. Now get your cute ass out there and pick a car.”
I expect her to give me more pushback, but she doesn’t.
“What about my Jetta?”
“I’ll donate it for a tax write-off.”
She laughs and shakes her head as she gets out of the car and I direct her by her lower back. We get looks from the sales associates and other assholes shopping for cars.
If someone doesn’t help us in thirty seconds, I’m going to lose my shit.
It’s at that moment a small Beta woman who seems a little anxious approaches us. They sent the runt to deal with us.
Big fucking mistake.
I smile at the woman as she introduces herself as Jessica, it’s her third day, and it’s obvious all these assholes doubt her.
“Something safe but sexy,” I tell Jessica.
Hailey’s cheeks heat as Jessica smiles, pushing her glasses up and gripping her tablet.
“Do you need a backseat?”
“Yes,” Hailey responds quickly as she leads us down the rows.
“We could look at the M4 or the M8.”
“M8,” I reply quickly and Hailey furrows her brow as she leads us to the row of convertibles.
I can tell Hailey’s a little uncomfortable about the idea of the price tag, but I don’t think it has anything to do with me getting it for her, more so the rules of this transaction.
“Which one do you want to test drive?” I ask Hailey.
She clears her throat and points to what I assume is the most expensive M8 on the lot as I see Jessica calculating her commission in her head.
“Let me just go grab the keys,” Jessica says, walking back to the building, a bunch of her co-workers giving her dirty looks.
I smile at them all and watch as Hailey gushes over how pretty the car is. Then she sees the one-hundred-sixty-thousand dollar price tag.
“Hayes, no fucking way. I can—”
“Last night’s earnings more than cover it, Hailey. I want to buy it for you.”
She licks her lips and rests her hips against the midnight blue exterior.
“So you’re like rich rich?”
“Indeed.”
“What about the taxes and insurance?” Hailey says, and my grin widens.
“Smart girl. Covered.”
“Hayes, I appreciate it, and I’ve never been spoiled like this—”
“Say thank you, and give me hope that this won’t be our last date.”
She smiles, approaching me in a few steps, placing two fingers in my belt to tug me closer.
“You don’t have to spoil me with stuff for me to go out with you, Hayes.”
“I know. I just want to.”
She tilts up on her toes and gives me a soft kiss, before Jessica clears her throat with the keys in hand.
Hailey takes the driver’s seat as she puts down the top of the convertible and we ride through the backstreets of downtown.
The smile on her face was worth every single fucking cent.
When I get home, there’s a shirtless Nate leaning against the counter drinking a coffee. His dark brows furrow as I toss my wallet and keys on the counter.
“Did you buy a new car?” he asks.
“I did. It isn’t ready yet,” I lie easily.
“What were those texts last night about?”
“Just fucking with you, Nate. When are you going to admit you like her and want to get her number?”
I could tell the truth right now, but I just know he would be all moral about it. No one has time for that shit. I’ve got to force his and Hailey’s hands.
“You know it’s not that easy. Hell, I was this close to bonding her mother,” he says, pinching two fingers together.
“And thank fuck you didn’t. From what you’ve said, she seems nothing like her cunt of a mother.”
His cheeks blush a pretty pink and I smile, grabbing the waistband of his shorts. He groans as I fist his cock from the outside of his shorts.
“Have you touched yourself thinking about her?” I ask, squeezing his cock, my fingers sliding down to his knot.
He looks away, his neck now bright red.
“Does thinking about her scent make you fucking hard, Nate?” I ask, kissing the side of his throat.
“Fuck, Hayes.”
I slide my hand down his shorts, fisting his hard length, loving the weight and feel of him. Being with Nate is addictive in its own way.
He’s huge, all hard muscles and ripped lines, but deep down he’s one of the sweetest fucking people I know. It doesn’t hurt that he lets me top him.
He inhales deeply and I curse, wondering if he can scent Hailey. I sprayed myself before I came home, but there’s a chance some of her cherry scent is lingering.
Well, might as well use it to my advantage.
I stroke him rapidly, knowing how to get him to come fast.
“Do you think about how good it would be to knot that sweet little pussy of hers?” I ask.
Nate grips the counter, his head tossed back as I lick his collarbone.
“You’d be so fucking sweet together,” I say, and that does him completely in, as he comes over my fist and his abdomen.
I pull my hand out of his shorts, popping two fingers in my mouth and humming.
“I need a shower. Oh, we’re going out tomorrow,” I say, waving him off.
As I’m walking down the hall Sterling walks by. He gives me a look that shows he knows I’m absolutely up to some shit. I give him a wink.
He grabs my arm and tugs me against the hall.
“What are you up to?” he says and I smile as his hand wraps around my throat.
Sterling can be just as sweet as Nate, but he has a much stronger need to dominate and be in control. Can’t say I hate it. I also get off on pushing his buttons.
“So paranoid. I’m not up to anything.”
“You’re always up to something,” he says.
Not wrong.
“Can’t a Beta just say hello to his Alpha by jerking him off? I didn’t realize we had new house rules.”
“You’re rambling. Do not fuck with Nate, he just put himself back together.”
My face falls and I shake my head. “I wouldn’t do that.”
He sighs and his grip lessens, his thumb rubbing the side of my neck. “I know. I’m sorry.”
Now I feel like a fucking asshole. But it’s too late to turn back now.
“We’re going to go out tomorrow, the three of us.”
“Where?” Sterling asks with an arch of his eyebrow.
“It’s a surprise,” I say, kissing his nose super quick and dipping out of his arms and heading to my room to make sure I wash away any trace of Hailey, no matter how much I want to bask in her scent.
Let’s just hope my scheming doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass.