“I always heard that first times were kind of shitty, but that was heaven. You felt incredible.”
He dipped down, placing a kiss on the top of my breast before giving me a lopsided grin that had my chest tightening.
It was far too soon to have the kind of feelings I did for this man, but he had me hooked.
“Don’t worry, we can do this again as often as we like,” I promised him, pressing my lips to his.
The kiss started out sweet and slow, but soon he was hard again, and I was more than ready for another round. This time Ipresented for the omega, spreading my legs wide, and pressing my face into the mattress.
His hands roamed over me as if he was learning every inch of my body and then he was sinking into me, filling me like he had always belonged there.
Anything I’ve had before my pack paled in comparison.
We both came several more times before we had our fill. I was exhausted and the sun was starting to rise by the time we passed out.
It might be a rough day ahead from the lack of sleep, but I had no regrets.
I closed my eyes and nuzzled into the omega by my side, knowing that no matter what this holiday might bring, that I’d finally found my place and I would do anything to make this pack work.
Cole
The sounds coming out of the omegas’ room was driving me insane. As much as I would prefer Aspen to be mine at all times, I felt no jealousy.
We were a pack.
This just… complicated things a bit more.
It was clear that Pine Ridge was where our future was meant to be, so it was up to me to fix it. That was a lot of pressure.
Then add in the wildcard that would be having two omegas, only one I was scent-matched to. If he went into heat alone, it would put me in the role of taking care of everything outside of the nest. I wasn’t against taking on that duty, but I did worry it might feel a bit like I was on the outside looking in.
The last thing I wanted was for Aspen to feel torn between me and her omega in heat. He needed her more than my ego needed her.
With a sigh I tossed aside my phone and hurried downstairs to escape. The estate was fairly peaceful this time of night and a cup of hot cocoa sounded perfect.
My mind tossed over all the worries and possibilities as I dragged out the ingredients for cocoa. It was a recipe Mom used to make, one of the few things she did well in the kitchen.
“I smell cocoa,” Mom’s voice floated in. She sounded tired and I glanced over, noting the bags under her eyes.
“Everything alright?” I asked, pulling down two mugs before going back to the stove to add my ingredients to the pot.
“I’m just not sleeping well. Every once in a while my omega gets restless,” she admitted.
“Maybe some cocoa will help,” I said, unsure what else to offer.
“That sounds lovely. Now, it’s your turn. What has you making cocoa at this ungodly hour, son?”
I could lie like she did. Make up any excuse.
Yet, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Though, I did keep North’s possible omega status to myself. It wasn’t my news to share and she’d find out soon enough.
“The others are all getting along well,” I started, letting out a breath and struggling to find the words. “I’m a bit of an outsider.”
Something in my voice must have told her more than my words managed to.
“Ah,” she whispered. “I see.”
“You see what?” I defended. She let out a small laugh.
