With a soft whine, I snatched the phone off the arm of the couch. Even though I was a strong, independent young Omega, sometimes, we all needed a little comfort now and again. I thumbed through my list of contacts and pushed the green call button.
“There’s my baby boy! About time you called me.” Mum’s voice was a warm respite from the bitter chill that had leeched into my bones. I cuddled deeper into the blankets and sighed. “What’s wrong, honey?”
“I think I might’ve fucked up this thing between me and Mac,” I told her. “I said something that I probably shouldn’t have. I wasn’t thinking and it just popped out, and I… He asked me to leave, so I left. I texted him, but…”
She tutted softly at me. “Sweet boy, you know as well as I do that Alphas are fickle. Doesn’t matter if they’re men or if they’re women, they’re all hardwired the same. If I gave up on your mother every time we disagreed, you kids never would’ve come along.” I could hear her smile over the phone line. “You apologized, right?”
“Yes…”
“Then give him time. If he cares about you, he’ll come around.”
“And if he doesn’t?” I whispered, only for Mum to laugh.
“Then he isn’t worth your time, honey, plain and simple. I raised you better than that.”
I smiled through the tears. “I love you.”
“I love you more,” she crooned. “And I can tell you’re really invested in this man. I’m happy for you, Nathaniel. Now… When do we get to meet him? Surely you’ll bring him to Christmas dinner? Or is that perhaps a bit soon? Ithasonly been a couple of weeks. Sorry, I’m not trying to pry into your love life! I’m just so eager to meet the man that’s tamed my baby’s wild heart.”
I groaned. “Mum. Stop.”
She giggled. “Never.”
“Right now, I don’t even know if he’ll forgive me.”
“He will,” she assured me. “Have a little faith.”
Sure enough, Mum was right. A couple hours later, just as I was dozing off to sleep, my phone dinged. When Mac’s picture bubble popped up on the screen, my heart thumped and suddenly, I was wide awake.
I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have flipped out on u, it’s just hard. It’s been four years and I should be over it, but I’m not. It’s not ur fault tho and I feel like an asshole.
I held my breath, reading and re-reading the text with teary eyes. Before I could answer him with another apology of my own, my phone buzzed again.
I wanna make it up 2 u. Come to brunch with me tomorrow? If ur free...
I smiled through the tears and answered:I’m always free for you.
CHAPTER 6
Mackenzie
Despite our little hiccup, falling back into rhythm with Nathaniel was so easy. Our hearts seemed to beat as one, and it was like we were meant to find each other. Every moment spent with him was one I was beginning to cherish. We didn’t even have to do more than kiss. Just touching him, skin to skin, was enough for me.
When his fingers traced patterns into my flesh, they left behind an invisible brand and I ached to keep this man. To claim him. To bite him and mark him as mine, to fill him with my scent so no one else could ever take him away.
I knew we weren’t there yet, but it didn’t stop the aching need inside of me. It fueled the spark, and the spark exploded into a burning flame that lit up my heart—and my cock, as I drove it into Nathaniel’s tight body, again and again. He screamed my name he came and his muscles constricted around me, gripping me in a vice.
I wasn’t far behind.
We collapsed into the sheets, our bodies trembling from exertion and the aftershocks of pleasure. I shifted so I wasn’t crushing Nathaniel, but his breathy moan of happiness told mehe didn’t mind. I trailed gentle kisses down his shoulder blade, rubbing my whiskered cheek against his skin, reddening it.
Damn. That was the best orgasm I’d ever experienced in my life, and I knew it then—Nathaniel Barnes was tailor-made for me. The perfect fit. There was something electric between us, something much deeper than just a holiday fling, and to be completely honest? It kind of scared me. I didn’t know what to do with this sudden knowledge, didn’t quite know how to process these thoughts running rampant in my head.
Once my softening knot slipped free from Nathaniel, I disposed of the condom and retreated to the bathroom to grab a washcloth. Nathaniel moaned softly as I wiped the sticky mess from his ass and thighs. I rolled him over so he wasn’t laying face-down in the wet spot, then gently cleaned his front too.
Both of us spent, I spooned my beautiful Omega until he dozed off, his soft snores making me smile. I laid there with him for a long time, but I wasn’t tired. I couldn’t get my head shut off. After nearly an hour of listening to Nathaniel’s steady breathing, I kissed his shoulder, then carefully got out of bed, leaving him to his sweet dreams.
That’s when I called Ollie.
