Page 131 of Our Wild Omega


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This time, he’s really mine.

Glancing around, I find Zack’s caged Rickon in his arms against the wall, the big alpha watching me with a smirk on hislips. His approval shines through the bond, melting me from the inside. My alphas won’t be at odds with each other any longer.

Ricky tends to Zack’s skinned knuckles, dabbing blood away while watching Callisto surreptitiously from the corner of his eye. His cock tents his pants, and his hands tremble. He’s hanging in the balance, anxiously wondering how this pack’s going to arrange itself.

Not on my watch, Rickon.

When I put pressure under Callisto’s arms, he rises to his feet. He stares at me, chest heaving as I undo his belt. His stomach twitches as I brush my fingers over his navel before slipping down to his pants’ clasp. The mass under my knuckles hardens as I release the zipper. Scent thickens in the air: the vanilla, baked bread, cherry wood, and honey macadamia pooling in an intoxicating mix.

“Callisto,” I murmur as I roll the wet pants down his thighs.

“Yes, Red?”

“I have an order for you.”

He leans down, one hand braced on my thigh and his lips an inch from mine. “Anything.”

I press my mouth to his, heat exploding over our lips. He shifts his hand to the back of my head, holding me close as he ravages my mouth. Our breaths collide. As much as my body burns to take him, I want something else even more.

I grip his hair to lift his head. “Go strip Rickon down and make love to him like he’s the most precious being in the universe.”

Rickon sputters. “Red!” he protests. “He should be with you.”

“He will be,” I reply. “But you loved Calli a long time before I even met him.”

Callisto gets a look in his eye like all his wildest dreams are coming true. “And here I thought you’d ask me something difficult,” he murmurs, stroking my jaw.

I grin and give him a tiny push.

Callisto resists me, dropping another kiss on my lips. “Will you be okay?”

“Oh yes. I plan to watch. Very closely.” A soft pant drops from my parted lips as I anticipate what’s coming.

He captures my hand and drops a kiss on my palm, his eyes promising he’ll be back. I can’t fully explain it, but their healing is my healing. I want Calli and Rickon to be one and whole before I take my last alpha into my body.

Zack leaves Rickon and circles the bed, sliding in at my back. As Callisto steps back, Zack’s arms circle around me. “Ohm-ee-ga takes good care of her alphas,” Zack murmurs near my ear. “Me thinks she loves them lots.”

Heat flares in my cheeks. “I do.”

“What about this alpha?” he asks, fingers massaging my stomach.

Fuck, when did he learn to be so sly? I spin, breaking his grip, and slide my arms around his body. “So much, Zack. I missed you more than I can say.”

He chuckles, the vibrations running through my cheek planted on his wet chest. “Me missed more. Missed Red.” My name in his mouth sounds so good. “Missed Ri-ckon. Missed Cal-ee, too.” He tugs me up onto his crossed legs and leans his chin on my shoulder to watch Callisto approach our first alpha.

Chapter forty-eight

Rickon

My heart sputters. What is Red thinking? This is her moment with her alpha, so why did she ask him to come to me? Does Calli even want me that way? I mean, yes, we’ve had some steamy moments together, and he said they weren’t a mistake. But seeing my first love walk toward me with that adoring look in his eyes makes my head spin.

As he comes over, I back up, my emotions surging like a storm at sea.

Callisto cups my cheek, hand cold from the pool. “This isn’t because Red ordered it,” he says. “You and me is something I want so badly it hurts.” He rests his other hand over his heart. “I need you, Rickon Jones.”

“You do?” I gasp out.

Callisto’s smile melts the last of my doubts. Fuck, he wants me so much it radiates off him. “Ricky, ever since Red’s last heat, I’ve been having dreams about you and how you felt in my arms. I may not have been the best friend, but you were always theperson I treasured most in my life. And I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how I feel about you. I’m sorry I was so slow to realize my feelings.”