I amhisomega. Just like I’m Diego’s omega. Or Olly and Emmett’s alpha.
I’m both. Gage’s hand finds my hip, and he pulls my leg over his hip, pushing me back into the dirt. His mouth caresses my neck, tongue licking where he bit me, and I whine. He purrs as he licks me, his warm tongue trailing down to my breasts. One hand slides between us, and he pulls my clit into his fingers, stroking as he stretches me with his inflating knot. The sensation is overwhelming. He sucks my nipple into his mouth, massages that swollen nub as his hips thrust into me. My body heats, and I know my orgasm is close.
So close I can taste it.
“Mine,” he mutters. “Myalpha.”
I shake my head. “No,” I say, the words coming out high pitched. “Youromega.” He growls, and I come undone.
My vision goes white as pure bliss hits me in a way I’ve never felt before. It awakens something dormant, something new. Something I feel to my core. I push against Gage, knocking him forward until his back hits the ground with a thud. He lets out a heavy breath, clearly not expecting the force. Still buried inside of me, I use my weight and pin him, thrusting against him through the spasms of my orgasm.
I hold his chest with one hand, staring down at him as I purr in contentment. He stares up at me, eyes dilated and kiss-swollen lips agape. I don’t think twice about claiming his lips. I kiss him. Hard.
His knot rubs against a bundle of nerves inside of me as I thrust myself against him. My mouth finds his jaw as I quicken the pace. I ride him faster, faster, until my breath catches in my throat. I trail my mouth over the throbbing vein in his neck. The desire, the instinct to rut, to claim, to make this alphamineis prevalent and I don’t fight it.
I don’t fight what Gage does to me.
So, I bite him. I sink my teeth into his flesh, and he curses, and then I feel him tense.
“Mine,” I murmur as he fills me with his cum.
Blood pools to the surface, and I taste him on my tongue. Sweet, sweet fucking bourbon that burns as much as it soothes.
Then I kiss him. I shove my tongue, with his blood, into his mouth.
He holds my hips still with force as he fills me, and he growls beneath me.
“Your alpha,” he says. It’s the sexiest sound I think I’ve ever heard.
He curses, and I feel my insides tighten around him and his deflating knot. I’m locking him.
Because that’s what alpha females do. Lock the knot.
Which means we’re probably going to be here for a while.
A laugh tears from my throat, and his eyebrows furrow.
“What? What’s so funny?” he asks, nearly breathless.
“Um…” I chuckle, slipping a hand between us. “Probably should have thought this through.”
He laughs. Really laughs as he sits up, driving his cock deeper inside of me, inside the lock.
He wraps his arms around me, breathing in my scent, his lips playing at my neck where he bit me. His fingers that hold my clit shift position, and he starts to massage that spot Olly usually does, and I nearly collapse against him. He’s able to slip out of me, and then I feel the deluge of cum that escapes with him. I whine. I was kind of hoping we could stay out here for a bit.
“I love you,” he says the words softly, kissing my bite. “All of you.”
Every bone in my body turns to Jell-O, my heart exploding into a million pieces.
I’m speechless.
“You don’t have to say anything,” he says as he rights us, pulling up his pants and giving me a smirk. I’m sure I look dazed and confused right now, because I certainly feel it. “Just…I need you to know that.” He helps dress me, his touch careful and sweet.
I nod, wanting to say it back, but I don’t know how. But the way he looks at me as he walks beside me, leading me to the Jeep, I think maybe I don’t need to say it. Not yet.
But when I’m ready I will, because I know he’ll be there to hear it when I make that choice.
Because being with Gage, Emmett, Diego, and Olly is achoice.
