Awesome.
“I’m going to try and deflate it,” he says.
Nate attempts to fuck around with the pump and realizes just as I did that the piece of shit toy is broken.
“We should probably take you to the hospital,” he says and I shake my head like a mad woman.
“Please, Nate. I don’t have insurance right now and I think this is mortifying enough,” I tell him. Sure, I make great money at Lavender Moon, but it’s not a full time job and there aren’t any benefits. I should have signed up for Omegacare, but it just kept slipping my mind.
“Hailey. What do you mean you don’t have insurance?” Nate scolds.
“I don’t think right now is the right time to discuss this,” I say pointing down to where he can see my vagina on full display.
He wipes his forehead with his shoulder. Is he sweating?
“Okay. But that means I’m going to have to touch you.”
I swallow thickly. If my mom finds out she’s going to be pissed. She hasn’t spoken to me since the day I left. She’s connected to powerful Alphas. What if she goes on a tirade to fuck up my life?
“Maybe someone else should do it?” I say, trying to close my legs.
“No,” he replies and clears his throat, like he didn’t mean to say that. “I’ll help you. It’s okay, just relax the best you can.”
“Relax?” I repeat and this motherfucker laughs.
His laugh is rich and smooth, a lot like his scent. Nope. Absolutely not. We can not scent my mother’s boyfriend who’s seeing me in the most compromising position of my life.
“I’m going to touch you now. You may feel some pressure, let me know if anything hurts or if it’s too uncomfortable.”
His fingers glide along my entrance and I hold my breath, attempting to think of morbid fucked-up things. Not how good his fingers feel.
Nate moves the knot ever so slightly and I whimper.
“Sorry, sweetheart, just breathe.”
I take a deep inhale through my nose as his finger swipes the base of the knot. I shutter as a gust of air escapes me.
“Good, Hailey. I just need you to stay still, alright?”
I cover my eyes with my forearm so he can’t look at me. He isn’t allowed to be this nice to me, and he surely can’t be touching me with the softness he currently is. This is all so incredibly fucked.
“Another deep breath,” he says, spreading my pussy lips and I bite down on my tongue so I don’t moan.
Air deflates from the knot and I breathe a sigh of relief, which is quickly ruined by the amount of slick that floods out of me and onto the towel below.
When I remove my forearm I realize Nate is staring down at me. I clear my throat and his pretty brown gaze meets mine. He slides the toy out of me and I whimper as he places it on the towel.
He clears his own throat and tries to compose himself.
“Better?”
“Yes, thank you,” I say. I know my face and neck have to be flaming red with embarrassment.
“You should still go to the doctor to get everything checked out. There’s a clinic that’s free for Omegas. I can send you the information.”
I close my legs and throw the blanket over myself. The door to my bedroom opens as a handsome man pops his face through the door. He doesn’t look at the bed, but respectfully up at the ceiling.
His skin is a light brown, his hair trimmed tight against his head, and his jawline looks like it could cut diamonds as he tilts his head upward.
