Chuck laughed. “That’s pretty much the answer,” he agreed before taking half a step in front of me and clearing his throat.
“Good evening, everyone!” Chuck paused as a chorus of greetings came in response and then carried on. “I know there has been a lot of speculation, but I’m happy to be able to introduce you to Omega Julian Loukas.”
Chuck paused as a wave of cheers and applause washed through the room when I smiled and gave a small wave.
“Now, Jules is still recovering from a head injury, so we need to not overwhelm him, okay?”
A murmur of agreement came along with one cheeky,“Overwhelm him? Us?”from the friendly voice near the door,making the room snicker.
“Yes, you, brat,” Chuck said good naturedly as he steered me in the direction of an empty table in the corner before calling out, “Go back to your dinner!”
“You sit down and I’ll fix you a plate, okay?” Chuck suggested, nudging me toward a chair by the wall that would allow me to see most of the room.
“I can get it,” I protested. “You don’t need to wait on me.”
Chuck squeezed my shoulder. “I don’t mind at all. I’d much rather fill your plate than have you get dizzy and take a fall.”
Oh, of course. Naturally, there would be liability involved if I was to get hurt. Settling back in my seat, I ignored the empty feeling from the reminder that I was just another Omega he was charged with caring for. Another obligation.
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” Chuck said with a smile. “Is there anything you don’t like or can’t eat?”
I shook my head. “No, I’ll eat just about anything and the few things I won’t aren’t likely to be on a school buffet,” I assured him.
While Chuck crossed to the buffet, stopping to speak to a few people en route, I looked around the dining room, pretending not to notice the glances sneaking toward me as the diners slowly returned to their meals.
The only small table in the room was the one I was seated at. All of the others were large, round tables that each seated eight people and most were full, a few even had extra chairs brought in, leaving the diners with no elbow room. The dining room itself was huge and rectangular, with two more pairs of double doors in addition to the ones Chuck had brought me in through. One set led outside and was in the middle of a wall of nearly floor to ceiling windows that overlooked a beautiful park-like space, and the other was on the opposite wall from the ones we’d entered through.
Besides the beings seated at the tables, there were large men -Alphas from the scent- standing against the wall by each door and by each bank of windows, my money was on them being members of the security force that Chuck had mentioned.
“Why are you frowning?”
“Hm? Oh, nothing,” I said. “I was just thinking, that’s all.” It didn’t look like Chuck was going to move on, so I craned my neck in an exaggerated bid to see what was on the plate he was still holding. “What’s for dinner?”
“Oh, right.” Chuck’s brow was furrowed but he set the overloaded plate down in front of me. “I brought a little bit of everything so don’t feel obligated to finish it.”
“Holy cow,” I snickered, staring down at the food in front of me. Fried chicken, roast turkey, and what looked like beef short ribs were piled up next to gravy-smothered mashed potatoes, grilled root vegetables, and sauteed squash with a butter-slathered biscuit perched on top of the pile. “This could feed five of me! Are you trying to fatten me up?”
“Actually, I think you’re just about perfect,” Chuck growled softly, his eyes darkening and lips twitching into a naughty smirk. “So, if you overeat, I guess we’ll just have to find a way to work the extra calories off.”
Holding his gaze, I picked up the fork and scooped up a large bite. “Suddenly, I’m starving!”
Chapter Nine
Chuck
Between my own mind unhelpfully offering the visual of Jules naked and covered in our combined cum earlier in the day and Jules himself shooting me knowing, heat-filled glances as he mouthed bites of food off his fork, I was pretty proud I’d made my way through the meal -and let Jules finish his- instead of throwing the delectable treat of a man over my shoulder and hauling him back to bed and devouring him for a midnight snack.
That said, I can’t deny that there was a significant lack of decorum in how quickly I dragged him from the dining room once we were done eating. For heaven’s sake, he was still in the middle of a conversation with Algernon, one of the newest Omegas, when I abruptly shoved my chair away from the table an insisted that we had a schedule to keep.
“Places to go and people to do, huh?” Jules teased me, his words slightly breathless as I dragged him behind me through the halls.
“More like things to do,” I huffed over my shoulder. “Like teach you not to tease me in public!”
If his laughter was any indicator, my Omega wasn’t exactly concerned about whatever punishment was awaiting him on the other side of my suite door. In fact, he seemed rathereagerbased on the way he crowded behind me as I entered the code to my lock, rubbing his stiff length against the seat of my slacks.
“Stop that!” I grumbled as the lock beeped at me, alerting everyone in earshot that I’d entered the wrong set of numbers. For the third time.
