Chapter 4
Trenton
The guard takes the Omega out, leading her to the back where the private rooms are. An overwhelming rush of unease hits me the further she goes. The urge to go after her has me stepping forward.
“Wait,” Max warns. “We have to follow the rules. The last thing we need right now is to be kicked out. Not when we just found our Omega.”
“Fuck,” I grumble, running a hand through my hair. “Yeah, you’re right. Okay.” I nod, turning to face him. “Holy fuck, Max. Is this really happening?”
He chuckles softly, lips curving into a sexy grin. “Yeah, baby. It’s really happening.”
“We found our scent match.” I laugh in disbelief. “It’s fucking fate or some shit. We both ended up with the same scent match.”
He wraps his arms around me, hands grabbing my ass as he pulls me to him. We’re both naked, covered in a layer of sweat, cum and our Omegas sweet slick.
I came in here tonight to forget about Gia, to lose myself in an Omega for a few hours.
And boy did I get more than I signed up for. I should be freaking out because this is a big, life changing ordeal. Not to mention I’ve been pinning after the same person for years now.
I can’t say my feelings for Gia have just up and left now that I’ve met my Omega. I can’t even think straight right now. All I want is my Omega. Nothing else at this moment matters.
The emotions and thoughts flooding me are making my head spin.
Everything else can be dealt with later.
First, I plan on going into that room and spending the rest of the night getting to know my Omega on a physical level.
Then, once the night is done, we’ll offer her the world and pray she takes it.
“It’s because me and you, we were made for each other.” He brushes his lips against mine, our hard cocks pressed together. “My Alpha. My Omega. Our pack.”
I moan as his lips move against mine, lips parting to let his tongue in.
We kiss until my head spins and my cock is leaking down my shaft.
“Fuck.” I press my forehead to his. “This is a lot you know. I’m excited, don’t get me wrong but…”
“Gia?” Max finishes for me.
“Yeah.” I sigh. “I've been in love with her for so long, do I just forget about her now?”
“You’ve been trying to get over Gia for a while. Maybe this is what you needed to do just that.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
Max kisses me again until I’m relaxed in his arms.
We get lost in one another until a throat clearing breaks us apart.
“We’re ready for you,” the guard from before says.
“Sorry.” I chuckle, giving her a grin. “Wrapped up in the moment. It’s not every day you meet your scent match.”
The woman’s brows furrow. “I have to ask. Is this some kind of roleplay thing, or are you being serious and she’s your Omega.”
“Roleplay?” Max’s raises a brow. “Not that there’s anything against roleplay, but finding your scent match is a serious thing to us. We wouldn’t mess around with that.”
“So, she’s actually your scent match? Because she’s on Alpha blockers, she can’t smell you.”
“I assumed as much when she didn’t react,” I tell her.
“Look, that Omega in there, she’s a friend of mine. I care about her. She thinks this is some kind of roleplay thing the two of you are doing. You need to be clear that it’s not before this continues. I don’t want to see her get hurt.”
“Fuck.” My worried eyes flick towards the direction she went. “Really?”
The guard nods.
“What's her name?” Max asks.
We found our scent match and I know nothing about her. Her name, age, where she’s from. I’m hoping to know all of that by the time we leave tonight.
Hell, I haven’t even gotten a chance to see her face yet because she was strapped to the bench with her face in the facerest.
And the fact I was taking her from behind.
“That is information she needs to give you willingly. What I can do is give you all time to yourself, per her request, with the exception of me in the room. However, if she feels uncomfortable or unsafe at any time, we will remove you.”
“What?” I ask in disbelief. “Woah, we’re not going to hurt her.”
“I’m not saying you will. I’m just letting you know what will happen.”
“We understand,” Max says. “And we will talk to her first, let her know we’re serious about us being her scent match.”
The guard nods. “Follow me.”
“Hey.” I pull Max to my side as we follow after her. “Did you get a look at her face?”
“No,” Max says, shaking his head. “Not really. The lights were too dim. But I’m pretty sure she has blue eyes.” He grins. “Dark hair and blue eyes. Fuck. So hot.”
“Tell me about it.” I grin, looking at my own dark hair, blue eyed hottie.
The guard opens the door, stepping to the side to allow us in.
A smile splits my face when I see our Omega snuggled into a pile of blankets,buried in a soft one as she rubs against the fabric.
At the sound of the door shutting, her body goes still before peeking her face out from the blanket.
As soon as it’s away from her face and it’s on full display, my whole world goes still.
I blink. And blink. And blink.
Judging by the way her eyes nearly bug out of her head, pure shock and horror on her face, I think she’s just as shell-shocked over what is going on right now as I am.
“Ah, babe,” Max says slowly. “I don’t think you need to worry about getting over Gia.”
Nope. I don’t think I do. Because the Omega who’s lying in the nest of blankets, the one I was just inside, knotting, filling with my cum, making her orgasm from both my tongue and my knot, who also happens to be my scent match is none other than my stepsister herself.
I’m not sure if I should laugh or what.
“Gia,” I manage to rasp out her name.
That seems to kick start her brain.
“Oh my god,” she shouts, grabbing the blankets and covering herself. “No. No no no!” she shouts, pointing a finger between us. “This can not be happening. Oh god.”
“How do you know her name?” The guard asks, looking between us. “Gia, are you okay? What's going on.”
“No.” She buries her face in the blankets. “This is a dream. This isn’t happening.”
My heart breaks a little. I can’t expect her to accept us with open arms.
I’m her younger stepbrother for fuck sakes.
But the fact is, she is my scent match. She’s my Omega.
I’ve been pinning after a woman who was meant to be mine all this time.
While I want to be screaming from the rooftops, feeling like I’m on top of the world, I try to take it slow.
Because while this might be a dream come true for me, this is probably the last thing she would have wanted.
I’m not walking away. Fuck that. I’m going to do everything in my power to make this work. Even if it means going at her pace.
First, I need to talk to her.
“Gia.” I get to my knees, her eyes still wide, looking a bit like a scared feral animal.
“What is going on!” the guard asks. “Gia, do you need me to remove these two?”
“Please don’t,” Max pleads. “We know her.”
“You do?” The guard asks.
“Gia is Trenton’s stepsister.”
“Holy fuck.” The guard groans.
“Just let us talk to her, please?”
“Gia?” the guard asks.
“I just had sex with my stepbrother,” she whispers, then looks up at Max. “And his best friend.”
“Boyfriend,” Max says, voice soft and playful. “Hi, Gia. It's been a long time since I’ve seen you. Can’t say I’m not thrilled.”
“Before you freak out. Please hear me out,” I beg her. “I know this is a shock, no one saw this coming. But it happened and fuck, it was amazing. You can’t tell me you didn’t just enjoy everything out there.”
“That was before I knew it was you,” she hisses, shooting me a glare.
What does it say about me that her pissed off side has my cock twitching?
“I know. I know. And I’m sorry you were blindsided.
But so were we. We didn’t know it was you until right now when we walked in.
We didn’t see your face. We walked into The Nest’s main room, smelled the most mouth watering pina colada scent and our whole DNA changed.
You might not be able to smell us, Gia, but we can smell you. ”
“Don’t say it.” She shakes her head, her words a plea, twisting at my heart.
“You are our scent match,” Max finishes for me. “Our Omega.”
“I can’t be,” she says, shaking her head. “I can’t be.”
“Why not?” I ask.
“You know why!”
“We’re not related by blood,” I point out.
“No. But your dad is married to my mom,” she hisses. “Not to mention the fact that I’m almost ten years older than you.”
A small smile curves onto my lips. “It’s good that I have a thing for older women then, isn’t it?”
I’m not going to tell her the unhealthy obsession I’ve had for her for the past nine years. I’m trying to get her to come around to the idea of being ours, not scare her away.
“Trent,” she warns. “Don’t start.”
“Do you want us to leave?” Max asks and my head snaps towards him, brows pulling together.
“We’re not leaving,” I growl.
He holds up a hand.
“If you want us to leave, we will leave. But Gia, that won’t change the fact that we are your Alphas.
I’m sorry if that's not what you wanted to hear. We could be the good guys and leave here, never see you again, because you haven’t smelled us yet so it hasn’t clicked in for you.
But I’m gonna be honest with you, I can’t do that.
You’re ours, Gia. My Omega. We might leave this building tonight if you ask, but we won’t be leaving town, leaving you. ”
“You’re being serious,” she asks in disbelief, looking between the two of us. “You’re not roleplaying.”
“No, Little One,” Max murmurs. “We’re being dead serious.”
“Holy fuck.” She closes her eyes. “This is really happening.”
“Do you want me to remove them from the room?” the guard asks again.
Gia looks up at her, biting her lip. Fuck me, she looks adorable.
Who knew Miss uptight teacher Gia was really a dirty little freak. My dirty little freak.
If I wasn’t already in love with her before, I sure as fuck am now.
“No,” Gia finally says and my shoulders slump in relief. She looks back towards us.
Max gets to his knees next to me and starts to crawl towards Gia carefully.