The following morning, I didn’t feel like getting out of bed. I lay there for a few minutes, listening to the alphas in the kitchen and dishes clanging.
For some reason, my heart warmed. It was starting to feel a little too cozy here.
I was alone in the room. A fleeting thought came to me that Oscar was done with me after taking what he wanted. But I had to squash that insecurity before it came to the surface.
Getting up was challenging since I was sore in all kinds of places that I never thought possible. The heaviness from the plug in my ass weighed me down as I walked to the bathroom to shower. Once I was in the bathroom, I slowly removed the plug, still feeling the tingling all over my ass. I washed it off with the soap and left it to dry on the sink as I hopped into the shower.
The hot shower soothed my sore pussy.
As I stood under the water, I still couldn’t believe I was here, and I tried to come to terms with what was happening. These alphas have knotted me and they were still here. I had no idea what I wanted relationship-wise in the future, but in this moment, it felt right.
A fleeting thought of my aunt panicking about where I was came to mind. I really needed to get home as fast as possible to do damage control.
After my shower, I wrapped myself in a dry towel and was surprised to see Zaff, Chad, and Oscar waiting in the room for me. Water dripped from my curly hair down to my shoulders and my bare feet.
“We brought you breakfast,” said Zaff with a flourish, presenting a large tray of fresh crepes that he had made along with croissants and eggs.
“It smells amazing,” I said, as my stomach growled loudly in response, and he smiled knowingly.
“You’re so cute,” said Chad, kissing me on the lips.
Zaff set the tray on the bed and held his hands out for me, indicating that I should sit on his lap. I bit my lip in anticipation of getting to feel his body against mine again.
Shyly walking over to him, he turned me around so my back was facing him, and then he pulled me against him, wrapping his arms around my belly.
“I missed you, sweetie,” he said gruffly while Chad fed me a forkful of a crepe. The juiciness of the strawberry flavor burst in my mouth.
“Mhm,” I moaned, enjoying the way Zaff held me tightly while Chad fed me from the tray. Oscar was massaging body lotion on my legs. “God, this is how omegas must feel.”
“What?” asked Zaff, stiffening behind me.
Oh fuck.
“Wait, how do you know about omegas?” asked Chad gently while my heart raced. I couldn’t think of a fast enough reply. I wanted to slap myself for forgetting.
“I did research,” I said. “Like about werewolves and stuff. Does it even happen with you guys? Like sharing a partner?”
“Yes,” said Zaff, relaxing against me, and I was able to breathe more easily. “It’s normal for a pack to share an omega. She will bear the children and be treated as the queen of the pack.”
“Oh, okay,” I said, already knowing this. I started to feel a little bit queasy about the thought of them taking on an omega. “I’m full, thank you, Chad.”
“But you’ve barely eaten,” said Chad, his handsome face looking bewildered. As Oscar massaged my feet, he was staring at me, reading my emotions as I tried to slowly pull away from Zaff.
“Relax, Breanna,” said Oscar in a calming tone.
Suddenly, Zaff’s chest started to vibrate against my back. I realized that Zaff was purring. Alphas usually did that to calm their mate. Even though I felt myself calming down, I couldn’t allow it.
Something inside of me wanted to leave at this moment.
“I want to go home,” I said, breathing hard. “Please.”
“Something is wrong,” said Chad, looking lost as he gazed at me. “What’s wrong?”
“My aunt is worrying about me,” I said, and Zaff finally released me.
“I will drop you off,” he said at last, watching me as I dropped the towel to grab my abandoned clothes from the floor. I literally still had sand all over my clothes, so I tried to dust it off as best as possible so my aunt wouldn’t notice.
The three men watched as I pulled my summer dress on, getting entangled in the straps.
“Let me help,” said Zaff gently, helping me put on the stupid dress. “Why are you so frazzled, sweetheart?”
“I’m not a whore,” I said at last, breathing hard and trying to keep my temper under control. “I’m not a plaything until you can get with an omega who will be queen of your pack.”
“We had an agreement.”
“Fuck the agreement,” I said, grabbing my phone and purse. I felt like I was losing control in this moment. I couldn’t control my emotions rising to the surface, and I had no idea why.
I stomped out of the room, still breathing hard like I ran a whole mile. Adrenaline was shooting through me as I thought about how stupid I must have been. The alphas just needed someone to knot, and I had let my horniness block me from seeing the truth.
“I’ll give you a ride,” said Zaff as I continued to walk out the front door. “Please, Breanna, just let me give you a ride home.”
I looked around for the limo. “Where’s Jeff?”
“He’s off today since it’s a Saturday,” he said. “I can simply drop you off at home, Breanna. We’ll give you space, I promise. I’ll only knot you when you want it.”
“Well, it’s not happening again,” I said, turning to face him. I tried not to stare at his muscular arms under the shining sun. I had never seen him without a suit on, and seeing him in a sleeveless shirt with black sweatpants made all the butterflies tingle in my belly.
“Get in the car then,” he said, opening the passenger side door for the biggest car sitting in the driveway. I pursed my lips, not sure what to do.
If I got in, it would show that I was once again weak to his charms. But it would also make my life easier, instead of struggling with buses.
I hesitated and eventually got into the car, knowing this alpha wasn’t going to easily drop it. I closed the door, and he switched on the air conditioner and a rock song on low volume.
He quietly pulled out of the driveway, and I pulled my seat belt on awkwardly, knowing that he was hyper-aware of every move I made. I let out a long, silent breath, trying to calm my nerves. Being around an alpha was like being around a drug. Just being in his vicinity made my pussy ache, and my breaths came faster.
While he drove, I was aware of how hard I was breathing and how my breasts heaved with awareness. My skin ached for his touch again. Sitting on his lap this morning had teased me to no end, and sleeping all night with Oscar’s finger inside of me didn’t help. Throughout the night, I’d try to hump Oscar’s finger for relief, but I would hear his quiet chuckle in my ear as he kept his thick finger still inside my pussy.
Suddenly, Zaff pulled into a random lot surrounded by a neck of woods. The lot was empty, with no other cars around, and I was starting to become a little nervous.
“What are you doing?” I asked nervously.
He had parked with intent, turning to face me.
“I need to talk to you about something,” he said in a stern voice. My pulse raced, and my heavy breathing escalated. I had no idea what he wanted to talk about, and I started to regret being rude earlier. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to be with them or not.
“Yes?”
“Oscar told me that you were looking for a bus in the middle of the night, and some guy tried to attack you?”
Oh.
“Uh, yeah,” I said, not sure where he was going with this, but I knew alphas loved to be in control at all times.
“That scares me,” he said, looking at me dead in the eye. I wasn’t sure whether to believe him or not because nothing scared an alpha.
“Why?”
“The thought of losing you like that scares the fuck out of me,” he said, and I was surprised he was saying this so early in our weird type of relationship that I had no clue what was happening with. “Why did you feel the need to leave my home in the dead of night without my protection? Why didn’t you wake me up if you wanted to go home so badly?”
I sighed.
“I didn’t want to burden you with anything,” I said quietly. “You’re not obligated to do anything for me.”
The car was quiet for a few minutes except for the hum of the air conditioner and the birds chirping outside.
“I want to be there for you,” he said at last. “I want you to wake me up when something goes wrong. I want you to tell me everything. Your fears and your worries.”
Then suddenly, he pulled out a rectangular box from the back of his jeans pocket, and I scrunched my eyebrows, confused.
He popped the box open, and I saw an amethyst bracelet studded with gold.
“Oh,” I said in shock as he carefully lifted the bracelet, which shined in the sun.
“I want to officially ask if you’d like to be my girlfriend,” he said, studying my expression.
“What does this mean for me?” I asked hesitantly, tilting my head to the side in caution. I was scared to be open and trust myself with him if he was going to throw me away in the next few days.
“It means I want you to be mine,” he said. “Simple as that. No one else is in the picture, omega or otherwise. I was saving this bracelet for your birthday tomorrow, but I decided to give it to you now.”
“It’s beautiful,” I said as he waited for an answer. I was stunned he even thought about my birthday and went out to buy a gift. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to him and if he was wanting to commit to me like this, it meant he wasn’t going to get rid of me.
“And?” he pressed.
“I’d like to be your girlfriend,” I said, and he let out a long sigh of relief. He had the largest smile on his face as he clasped the bracelet around my wrist.
“You’re mine,” he said, and something about that sent good shivers down my spine.
“Have you ever done it in a car before?” I asked seductively, pressing my breasts against his face as he fixed the bracelet.
“No, but if that’s what you want,” he replied as his eyes widened with surprise. “How about I knot you fast and hard in the backseat?”
