~Chapter 14~
H oly cock and balls that was so hot. Like melting popsicles during a Texas heatwave, or giant bonfires on a crisp, Fall night.
It takes me a ridiculous amount of time to cool off after seeing Even fuck Danny into submission. I’m not sure what was hotter: Even’s ridiculously dirty words, or Danny presenting in wall pose.
I waited an obnoxiously long time to leave the bathroom after relieving my bladder. Thankfully, when I peered out into the hall, the two sexy men had disappeared.
Of course, my soaked panty problem didn’t go away as quickly as I hoped because Alpha was still sleeping softly in my bed when I returned. I spent way too long debating on whether I should climb back into bed with him or not.
When I first woke up with a very full bladder, I was completely caught off guard by the very large, warm, monster sleeping next to me. I had no idea when he came in, or why, but my bladder was surely going to burst. I quickly decided to slip out instead of accidentally waking the man-beast.
Coming back from the bathroom was a very different story. I hovered at the end of the bed for the longest time before taking up residence on the chaise. It took me a hell of a long time to get comfortable, and I really missed my big blanket, but I didn’t want to startle the man who currently hates me.
Although, I still can’t figure out why.
From my spot in front of the window, I can see the gorgeous pool rippling from the soft breeze as the clouds move briskly across the sky. By the looks of it, we’ve had our first cool front of our yearly “Fake Fall”. Yes, it’s weird. But ask anyone who lives near Houston: we get a brief glimpse of Fall temps every year before another summer-like heat snap.
I wish I felt comfortable going outside, but I’m still unsteady on this bulky forking cast and I refuse to ask for help to take a walk. These men are doing enough as it is. Too much if you ask me.
Alpha murmurs in his sleep, pulling my attention from the oasis that is their backyard. He doesn’t look as mean and grumpy in his sleep. The scowl he seems to wear regularly is gone, the little crinkle between his brows that’s usually present has magically disappeared, and he looks so… normal.
Watching a relaxed Alpha is way better than the jerkface Alpha I’m, sort of, coming to know. I miss the old Alpha. The one who made me feel not-so-weird, not-so-ugly, and not-so-useless.
I’ve been chatting with a man through a “sexy video” site I found. Sometimes, I don’t have time to vet and meet men in person and I absolutely cannot get myself off when I'm alone.
It also helps that I can still hide my face while Iget off on looking at tasty man candy.
Tonight, the man, whose profile name is Cap, and I decided to finally meet through webcam.
Suddenly, a sound echoes from the computer just before he comes into view. Well, the spot between his neck and belly button does. And, holy delicious gumballs, what a view it is.
“H-Hi,” I squeak like a little schoolgirl.
His throaty chuckle rings out and I swear the sound waves vibrate deep into my core. Squeezing my thighs together, I am suddenly thankful that I’m wearing my deep purple mask that covers most of my cheeks because, right now, they’re bright friggin’ red.
“Nice to finally meet you.” His voice is sweet and thick like syrup and I suddenly have a desire for pancakes. Or… licking pancakes off his ridiculously built mid-section.
“Uh, you too. I mean, it’s nice to meet you, too.” I stumble over my words like an idiot.
He clears his throat, bringing me out of my self-conscious state. “So, I was thinking. Um, you’re profile said you like reading fiction and fantasies. Any chance you dapple with Omegaverse?”
His question catches me totally off guard because, actually, yes I do, but part of it is because reverse harem romances are plentiful in Omegaverse books. Contemporary reverse harem romances really became a thing in the last decade, so there aren't a whole lot to choose from. That, and, I totally relate to an Omega’s need to nest. Hence my ridiculous obsession with soft, fuzzy blankets… and all three of my weighted blankets. Heck, I even leave the house cooler than it needs to be so I can curl up in a blanket.
After far too long, I admit that I like Omegaverses.
Of course, Mr. Tall, Swole, and Growly identified most with alphas. Sadly, I haven’t had the greatest track record with people that refer to themselves as “alphas”. But this is through video, and he can’t hurt me, so he can be whatever, or whomever, he wants to be.
That was the day we permanently changed our names to Alpha and Omega. That was also the day I orgasmed with my legs spread wide for a man looking through a webcam, with nothing more than my fingers. It was intense, insane, and completely mind-bending.
We met at least twice a month, every month after that. We didn’t set dates in advance, and I never reached out; I never wanted to seem needy.
But I swear he had an uncanny ability to know when I needed him most.
Now that I’m staring at this cruel, beautiful giant, I don’t see the Alpha I became fond of. I see a man who thinks he’s an alpha but is really just a big bully.
And, here I am, trapped in a house with him. Awesome.