Chapter 8 Ollie
Ollie
Ifeel so settled that I could stay against Kane’s chest all day. My pussy spasms as the gentle rise and fall of his breath lulls me like a horny ship on the ocean.
Our eyes stay closed, and gentleness surrounds us as I keep my ear pressed over his heart. The murmuring thuds connect us as he lazily caresses my spine over my shirt.
I really feel like I’m with my mate. The only thing missing is a bite on my neck.
Life could carry on moving around us, and Kane would keep holding me tight. Resting here, I don’t need to worry about Luke, Timber, my job, or money.
I have to confess, the homey omega shit finally got to me. I want to keep my mouth clamped shut so I don’t invite him back to my nest, but it's hard to resist.
After all the insane struggling, maybe it’s time to admit that being carried and taken care of isn’t such a bad thing? Not when I feel like Kane won’t judge me for anything.
“So,” he says, the hum vibrating through his chest. “Will you do what your alpha told you and keep my cum inside you?”
Okay, maybe I’m rushing it with the whole ‘I can trust him’ thing.
I lift my head. “You meant that?”
“Yeah, sweetness.” He dips his chin, and the hitch of his lips is criminal. “I don’t joke about where my cum goes. Next time I’m going to stuff you full straight from the source.”
A wave of heat surges in me. I suddenly need to see how Kane will moan and cry as he comes.
My brain is already rushing with all the ways I could make him bend and give in.
He softened for me so easily with light kisses and strokes, so how would he act if I took him downtown and pinned him in place so I could finally taste his thick cock?
My perfume floods the car again, and I groan as I bury my nose against his chest, winding myself up.
“Oh, you like that, do you?” he asks as his hand flattens on my back, smoothing under my waistband to grip my ass again.
“You’ll like it even more when we get Timber under you and me behind you,” he says as he squeezes me.
I lift my ass, pressing it into his hand, rubbing against him. Even though he kneads my flesh, tugging at me, it doesn’t push away the hurt over Timber like I want it to.
“You really want to be in a pack with him?” I ask before it goes any further.
I haven’t heard him chuckle like that before, and his chest deflates.
“I wanted to be with him since before I smashed his face in. The same with you. I just never knew who you were.” His grip on my ass loosens as we settle again.
“It’s always been you and Timber. My family has been obsessed with scent matches since Mawmaw and Papa met when they first presented.
It goes way back in my family. You’ll see what I mean when you meet them.
They’re going to love you, I swear. And not just because of how I feel about you,” Kane says with a dreamy smile.
My eyes widen as my body stiffens. Surprise runs through me, along with a bolt of fear. I’m thrown back to when I was thirteen, and my grandma started training me on how I should act when I meet my alpha’s family.
Olivia, you must keep your head bowed to show them you will respect them as your new caretakers.
Fuck that.
I twist my head, resting my chin on his pec, my brow furrowed. No matter how fun and flirty Kane is, meeting his family is next-level mate stuff, and I’m not ready to board that train.
“Oh no, don’t look at me like that,” he says.
His other hand rises to cup my cheek. Before I can say anything, he places another gentle kiss on my forehead.
“I already know what you’re going to say, and I don’t expect anything of you.
I mean it. I’m just telling you my plans for the future.
And it’s not just you. It’s with Timber as well. ”
I don’t know how much Luke has told Kane about us growing up in Michigan, but things like a happy family aren’t on the table for us.
That’s why we've always stuck together. Especially after I presented, and I found out Grandma had already prepared a pack of alphas for me, who had been waiting for me to present since those fucking lessons started when I was an actual kid.
We didn’t escape that shit just for me to fall back into being a subservient omega.
Says the person who’s living in an alpha’s house and doing all the cooking…
Kane sighs, and his lavender washes over me again. “Whatever you want, I’ll respect it, I promise. I’m not going to say I’m just joking, because being with you means so much. But we’ll make decisions like that as a pack—when we’re a pack.”
“Kane…”
“You’ve got to realize you’ve scent matched with a seriously needy alpha.
Once you choose me and we bond, I’ll stick to you like glue.
” He nuzzles into my cheek. “I’m never going to leave you, okay?
It doesn’t matter which side Timber falls on when he finds out the truth. I’m here for you all the way.”
I growl as he kisses me again, because there are too many emotions running through me. I know what he’s saying, but I can’t accept anything from him right now.
It would be so easy just to let Kane take me away.
I could pack up my stuff and get the hell out of Timber’s house before he even has a chance to ask why.
Though from his drunk confession and the tension that’s hung around us since then, I think he knows as well. Which just makes all this even worse.
Kane slides his hand out of my pants and strokes my back again, sending flutters of happiness through me.
When our gazes meet, I’m sure we both understand that we can’t go into it any further. My pussy will end up leading the conversation, and it’ll get us nowhere.
I haven’t said no, but I’m not ready to say yes.
The number of people I’ve axed from my life because I was done with them is stupid. I can’t just leave Timber cut and dry. And not just because I want a final look at his pecs before I go.
I want the kind of calm I feel lying against Kane’s chest, and I can’t find that if I keep hiding from Timber.
Even though Kane and I are floating in the silence, our breaths are in time, soft smiles on our faces as we lie together, I need to put a wrench in this happiness. If I get too comfortable now, it’ll be harder to say goodbye later.
I want my life to be low-key, and two hockey players aren’t the answer, especially when I’m flying high one day and plunging the next as I deal with my feelings for them both.
“I’m going to leave Timber’s house,” I say, and Kane freezes. “I’ll talk to Marilyn about quitting, and I’ll be gone before my heat starts. I don’t have much more time, and there’s only so far I can push it with the suppressants.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve only taken it this far because he can’t scent me. That’s way worse, because it makes it easier to get away with.”
“Isn’t telling him the better option, though? If you leave now, he’s always going to think you’re Luke. Why not give him a chance to get to know you as Ollie?”
I shake my head. “Do you know about his ex-wife?”
Kane pauses, and it’s obvious from the way he sighs that he knows. “Yeah, he told me the whole story.”
“You saw how he responded in the restaurant, and you don’t know what he’s like at home. You haven’t seen him when…” I bite my lip, heat flowing through me again as I remember his face as he came right in front of the stove, and I absolutely lost it.
“What are you going to do after you leave his house?”
My heart sinks. Luke keeps insisting that as soon as he’s better, it’s going to be easy, but we both know it’ll be anything but.
We have to face it, and we’ll get through it as we did with everything. Our grit, determination, and Luke’s positivity were the things that kept us running. We’ve already talked to Noa about crashing on the floor of her store at night. We could take everything from there.
I thought Kane might try to convince me to stay with Timber until his hand tightens on my cheek.
“Come and live with me,” he says hurriedly. “Both of you. I can set you up comfortably, hire nurses for Luke, and make sure you’re both taken care of.”
My first instinct is to say no. I don’t want any handouts or sympathy when we’re the ones who put ourselves in this situation. I even said to myself, I won’t ask them for anything. I’m not a gold digger; I refuse to be like Timber’s ex-wife.
The offer of nurses and care for Luke is a different story.
“I promise I won’t see it as anything else,” he says as he wraps his arms around me.
“I won’t have any expectations of you, and I’ll even stop asking you to be in a pack.
Though the idea of you being in my house is driving me wild.
” He wiggles as he grips me tighter, like he’s so excited he can’t hold it back.
It’s so disarmingly cute that I almost fall for it. Almost.
“You can see it as a friend lending a hand.” His earnest expression morphs into a grin. “A friend who just buried that hand in his friend’s pussy.”
“You can’t help yourself, can you?” I snort, but it breaks the tension.
“I’ll be away half the time at games, so you’ll have free run of the house. You can even scent mark every room if you want to stake a claim.” He chuckles before trailing off into a sigh. “You won’t need to worry about Timber. If you’re really that scared of him finding out, I won’t tell him.”
Leaving Timber’s house to move straight into Kane’s feels off. As if I’m leaving Timber for Kane.
“I need to think about it. It’s too big a decision to make when I’m so horny that I’m a traffic risk.”
“Let me take you home then,” he says, shuffling around. My legs spread as he sits up, and his cock presses against my mound as I force back my groan.
He looks way too excited for a simple car ride. I can basically see his tail wagging as he grips my upper arms.
“Is that your way of finding out where Timber lives?” I ask with a raised brow.
“Oh damn. You caught me pretty quick there, didn’t you?”
“You’re not exactly being subtle about it.”
“Well, I meant it when I said I want to watch you cook. Or distract you by rubbing my cock against your ass. Especially if you’re only wearing an apron,” he growls, and he catches my laugh as he pulls me into a soft kiss.
“Timber’s out with his personal trainer for half the day, but that doesn’t mean I can just invite you over.”
He pouts, and I tap his nose with mine. “And don’t go making that face either.”
“At least let me kiss you again. I want some sweetness for the journey home.”
I roll my eyes as I give in. I need his lavender as well, but it’s to keep me stable as I drive back and figure out the best way to tell Timber I’m leaving for good.