Chapter 2
Tex
This job just got a whole lot more interesting.
When we got the call from Crowe Corp that they wanted to refit some of their office spaces, I’d groaned.
Me and my friends ran a one-stop-shop commercial interiors company.
Grey was the serious one and did all the electrical work whereas Ethan made a space look pretty with new paint, carpet, whatever.
Me? Just as this omega noted, I was a chippy by trade.
I was supposed to be cutting up timber to fit some shelves, but the boys would understand when they realised what distracted me.
An omega didn’t stroll in through the door, start patting your shirt, then proposition you every day.
Especially one emitting a perfume that was one part sweet, one part sin.
My fangs dug into my bottom lip as I did exactly as I said I would, pulling off the last sandal and tossing it aside, then drawing down the zipper of her jeans, all while maintaining eye contact.
Because then I could watch the way her pupils expanded, her lips falling open when my knuckles grazed along the taut surface of her stomach, only to pull her jeans down and off her legs.
“Said I was gonna turn you around, but first…”
People said I was hard to keep on task, but nothing could’ve distracted me from this job. Reading her every reaction, breathing in her scent, the wolf and me were working together, making sure we weren’t pushing the omega out of her comfort zone.
Well, maybe just a little.
I plucked at the hem of her shirt, sliding my fingers along her ribs, then whipped it up and over her head.
My movements were getting faster, more desperate by the second.
Probably because the moment I caught her scent, I could smell how ready she was.
Not in heat, but close enough that the difference didn’t matter.
Needed to touch her, please her, taste her.
Claim her.
What? I stopped for a second, stunned by my wolf’s directive. He showed me exactly how it would be. Stepping up behind this girl, helping her take every inch of me and then when my knot popped inside? My teeth would sink into her neck, making her mine.
This omega was my mate?
She frowned as I just stood there, gawping like an idiot, then reached for her top.
“Ahh, if you’ve changed—”
“Nope.” Moving, doing, that was the most natural state for me, so I plucked the garment from her grip and tossed it on the floor. “Just need to see…”
Fuck. Flicking the clasp of her bra open, the thing fell forward, revealing the prettiest tits I’d ever seen. My hands rose without thinking, tracing a line down the slope of each one. Nipples pulled tight, wanting more and that gave me hope.
“Little change of plan,” I said. “I consider myself a strong man, but even I can’t resist these.”
Kisses raining down her shoulders, across her chest, and then I paused as soon as I reached the plush softness of her breasts.
The way they gave beneath my lips had me wanting more.
Her hissed breath as my hand covered the other breast, feeling her nipple against my palm, right as my mouth claimed this one.
Then her hands landed on my head. I wanted her to keep them right there, especially when her nails raked against my scalp.
“That wasn’t… I don’t normally… Oh!”
Glancing up for a second, I caught the moment her head was thrown back, gasping through my caresses. In case it wasn’t clear, her scent hit my nose, sweetening and going more intense by the second. Whatever she was about to say, it was lost as the sensations washed over her.
“No…”
I liked the way she clawed at me as I pulled away to bestow more attention on the other breast. Her hands dug into my shoulders, trying to put me right back where I was, but I moved slowly.
Needed to savour the way her nipple brushed against my bottom lip, give it a little lick, then trace its shape with the point, before sucking it back into my mouth.
Over and over until her cries started grew higher in pitch, which told me I needed to get back to business.
“Got me distracted,” I said.
Her eyes went wide as I pulled back, tore my shirt off, then used it to cushion her knees as I turned her over. I saw her checking my muscles out, but we’d have our whole lives ahead of us for that if I played my cards right.
“Now what did I say I’d do again?” I asked.
She was going deep into her omega state, letting out an animal whine as she waggled her butt, right as my hand slapped down on it. Of course she had the softest, peachiest bum I’d ever seen, but before I got further acquainted, I needed to start here.
A kiss on one cute little toe, then another, had her giggling, but that quickly turned into a soft moan as I moved higher.
Wanted to memorise the shape of her ankles, learn every muscle in her calves, but I had a job to do.
My tongue flicked out when I reached her inner thighs.
A thin trail of slick had slid down, ready for me to taste.
“Fuck…” I groaned, rolling the sweetness around on my tongue before going back for more. “Need you to stay very still, omega.” A nip on her thigh made clear how close to the surface my beast was. “Because the big bad wolf wants to eat you all up now.”
Was there anything better than sliding my tongue along her seam and collecting all that nectar?
If there was, I hadn’t discovered it. Going back for more was an automatic response.
Learning every sensitive spot, listening for her frantic hiss when I found her core, then teasing her with the point of my tongue around the entrance.
“I need… I need…” she panted.
“I know.”
Without further ado, I lunged forward, burying my tongue into that heavenly warmth.
A buzz in my pocket was all the warning I got.
Meant I should be pulling away, messaging my workmates that I’d found my mate, but I didn’t.
Not when she was bucking against my face, damn near riding me, giving me a prelude of what was to come.
She’d take my cock just as hard and fast, I knew it.
Needed to open her up first, so my fingers clamped down around her clit and that’s when her orgasm hit.
Damn, I loved this job.
Her hips jerked, wanting to get away and reach for more all at the same time, but I made her ride the waves with me.
My beard was saturated. I wouldn’t wash for days, wanting to savour her scent.
When the last shudder washed through her, I pulled away, but only a little.
Featherlight licks across her flesh, testing her sensitivity.
“I don’t think I can…” She sounded impossibly sleepy. “Oh.”
That eased out of her as my tongue found her clit.
One finger pushing inside her, then curling into the front wall of her cunt, I tested the edges of that little nub, then when she didn’t pull away, I went in for the kill.
Flattening my tongue against her, I wanted every nerve ending waking back up, ready for more.
“Oh… Ohh…”
That guttural sound was everything I wanted to hear. It was like the mask was set aside and the omega, messy and raw, was allowed to come to the fore.
“Need inside you,” I rasped, mumbling that against her skin as I pushed another finger in.
“Fingers can only do so much.” Each pulse felt like I was getting closer to that roughened spot we’d been taught drove an omega wild.
“But my knot.” Screwing in as hard as I dared, I pressed down and was rewarded instantly.
A scream of pleasure, a gush of slick, she was feeling exactly what an alpha could do for her.
“If I work that inside you, I’ll hit this spot every time. ”
“Please…” Part of me wanted to record that sound and replay it back over and over. “Please!”
“You sound so pretty, asking for what you want.” My finger pressed down harder and her words turned to wails. “But you need to come for me one more time. You can do that for me, can’t you?”
Her hips pressed back, grinding her cunt into my hand.
“Yes.” I felt the first twitch, then she clamped down tighter, as if scared I’d pull away. Never, I wanted to tell her. “Yes, yes, yes!”
There was nothing like the feeling of a job well done, and I felt the best I had on a work site in that moment.
Perhaps that’s why the door opened. Grey appeared in the doorway, frowned and then came storming in, Ethan following hot on his heels.
Grey’s brows formed a sharp V as he came to stand before the omega.
“What…?”
He had questions, many of them, I think, but he couldn’t get a word out now. The girl looked up, then gripped the front of his shirt and tugged him closer.
“I need… I need…”
I knew exactly what was happening. She was deep in her instinctual self, recognising that her alphas were here and ready to serve her. It took a lot to get Grey to bend, but he did right now, staring at the girl as he dropped his head to get closer.
“You’re—”
No further comment from him. Her mouth and his collided, and when I heard the faint whistle of his breath sucked in through his nose, I knew he was in. Taking over seconds later, his hands sank into her hair as he kissed her harder, deeper.
“Who the hell is this?” Ethan hissed, drawing closer.
Golden boy wasn’t often confused, but he was right now.
“You know,” I said, pushing my zipper down. “Breathe her scent in and you’ll work it out.”
Because with shaking hands, I eased my aching cock out. Fuck, I’d never wanted anything as much as I wanted this.
“Last chance, omega,” I said, half climbing up on the table behind her. “You tell me this isn’t part of the fantasy and everything stops.”
“Mm…!”
She pushed back and the kiss of her cunt on the head of my cock almost had my eyes rolling backwards. As I fought for control, I indicated that Ethan needed to move forward.
“Hey…” He gave a stupid little wave when the girl looked up. “I’m Ethan and he’s—whoa!”
Betas always thought omegas were weak little things, but there was nothing more ferocious than a needy omega. She reared up and I watched the two of them taking in those beautiful breasts, before meeting her eyes when she spoke.
“I told you about my fantasy.” If I was thinking with my big head, not my little head, I’d have considered what she meant about that. “I made clear exactly what I wanted. Can you do what you promised?”
Yeah, there were so many red flags, it was as if the Fire Nation was attacking.
Trouble was, before I could ask what the hell her deal was, Grey stepped forward.
He was the face of the operation for a reason.
Girls liked him a lot. Guys too, if that’s the way they swung, but right now silver eyes stared into hers.
“Something you need, omega?”
A damsel in distress was the quickest way to get past his defences, but an omega? The wolf was in charge and there was no way Grey’s could leave her unsatisfied. Unfortunately that’s the moment when her scent started to sour.
“I…” No woman’s voice should ever break like that. “I told you… There was going to be two or three of you… I wanted…”
“You want to be touched.” Ethan moved as if under a spell.
His eyes shone silver as he reached out and trailed the back of his fingers down her arm.
Her thin whine was music to our ears. “Treasured in the way only three alphas can make you feel.” Turning to Grey, one eyebrow raised.
“I think that’s something we can do for the lady, right, Grey? ”
He was the hard sell. The one who kept his head while everyone else was losing their freaking minds, some part of me was sure he’d stop this madness. My fangs ground together, wondering how the hell he could look at, breathe in the scent of, an omega in need and just stand there.
“Please,” the girl said.
And there it was. I could almost pick the moment his resolve shattered.
“Hands on the table,” he said. The alpha was talking, not the man, so she moved to do exactly as he said.
“Head up.” Her eyes had to be boring into his, pleading for everything she couldn’t give voice to.
“Beautiful.” His boots clicked across the floor as he walked around her, stopping a small distance away from her. “Are you wet?”
I blinked at the frank question, worried his bluntness would upset her, but she nodded quickly.
“Show me.”
A thin whine of indecision, then she parted her thighs and that was the moment I saw the beautiful pink flesh I’d been devouring.
Dripping juice like freshly cut melon, I let out a low growl of approval.
I wanted more, right fucking now, but instead Grey placed a hand on her hip.
She jumped at the sudden contact, then arched her back as he used both hands to open her up.
“Poor little omega,” he said. His hand slid down. “All wet and swollen.” The man had control like steel, because his fingers didn’t delve right in. Instead, he traced the crease of her thigh. “Needy.”
“Yes, please, I need—”
“I know what you need.”
He pulled away then turned to me wearing the same hard expression when I missed some important detail on the job.
“She’s not going to get any relief, not until you knot her,” he said in a low voice pitched so only I could hear him.
“You’re going to do just that and keep your fucking fangs to yourself.
” I shot him a wide grin, feeling the ache in my canines, because they wanted to snap down and claim this stranger so damn much.
“And afterwards, you’ll explain what the fuck is going on, right? ”
“Right.”
But he wasn’t my focus, she was. Back up on the table, there was no backing out of this now. My hand gripped her waist, steadying her, right as I pressed the head of my cock in.