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Ollie

Ifeel so settled that I could stay against Kane’s chest all day. My pussy spasms as the gentle rise and fall of his breath lulls me like a horny ship on the ocean.

Our eyes stay closed, and gentleness surrounds us as I keep my ear pressed over his heart. The murmuring thuds connect us as he lazily caresses my spine over my shirt.

I really feel like I’m with my mate. The only thing missing is a bite on my neck.

Life could carry on moving around us, and Kane would keep holding me tight. Resting here, I don’t need to worry about Luke, Timber, my job, or money.

I have to confess, the homey omega shit finally got to me. I want to keep my mouth clamped shut so I don’t invite him back to my nest, but it's hard to resist.

After all the insane struggling, maybe it’s time to admit that being carried and taken care of isn’t such a bad thing? Not when I feel like Kane won’t judge me for anything.

“So,” he says, the hum vibrating through his chest. “Will you do what your alpha told you and keep my cum inside you?”

Okay, maybe I’m rushing it with the whole ‘I can trust him’ thing.

I lift my head. “You meant that?”

“Yeah, sweetness.” He dips his chin, and the hitch of his lips is criminal. “I don’t joke about where my cum goes. Next time I’m going to stuff you full straight from the source.”

A wave of heat surges in me. I suddenly need to see how Kane will moan and cry as he comes. My brain is already rushing with all the ways I could make him bend and give in. He softened for me so easily with light kisses and strokes, so how would he act if I took him downtown and pinned him in place so I could finally taste his thick cock?

My perfume floods the car again, and I groan as I bury my nose against his chest, winding myself up.

“Oh, you like that, do you?” he asks as his hand flattens on my back, smoothing under my waistband to grip my ass again.

“You’ll like it even more when we get Timber under you and me behind you,” he says as he squeezes me.

I lift my ass, pressing it into his hand, rubbing against him. Even though he kneads my flesh, tugging at me, it doesn’t push away the hurt over Timber like I want it to.

“You really want to be in a pack with him?” I ask before it goes any further.

I haven’t heard him chuckle like that before, and his chest deflates. “I wanted to be with him since before I smashed his face in. The same with you. I just never knew who you were.” His grip on my ass loosens as we settle again. “It’s always been you and Timber. My family has been obsessed with scent matches since Mawmaw and Papa met when they first presented. It goes way back in my family. You’ll see what I mean when you meet them. They’re going to love you, I swear. And not just because of how I feel about you,” Kane says with a dreamy smile.

My eyes widen as my body stiffens. Surprise runs through me, along with a bolt of fear. I’m thrown back to when I was thirteen, and my grandma started training me on how I should act when I meet my alpha’s family.

Olivia, you must keep your head bowed to show them you will respect them as your new caretakers.

Fuck that.

I twist my head, resting my chin on his pec, my brow furrowed. No matter how fun and flirty Kane is, meeting his family is next-level mate stuff, and I’m not ready to board that train.

“Oh no, don’t look at me like that,” he says. His other hand rises to cup my cheek. Before I can say anything, he places another gentle kiss on my forehead. “I already know what you’re going to say, and I don’t expect anything of you. I mean it. I’m just telling you my plans for the future. And it’s not just you. It’s with Timber as well.”

I don’t know how much Luke has told Kane about us growing up in Michigan, but things like a happy family aren’t on the table for us. That’s why we've always stuck together. Especially afterI presented, and I found out Grandma had already prepared a pack of alphas for me, who had been waiting for me to present since those fucking lessons started when I was an actual kid.

We didn’t escape that shit just for me to fall back into being a subservient omega.

Says the person who’s living in an alpha’s house and doing all the cooking…

Kane sighs, and his lavender washes over me again. “Whatever you want, I’ll respect it, I promise. I’m not going to say I’m just joking, because being with you means so much. But we’ll make decisions like that as a pack—whenwe’re a pack.”

“Kane…”

“You’ve got to realize you’ve scent matched with a seriously needy alpha. Once you choose me and we bond, I’ll stick to you like glue.” He nuzzles into my cheek. “I’m never going to leave you, okay? It doesn’t matter which side Timber falls on when he finds out the truth. I’m here for you all the way.”

I growl as he kisses me again, because there are too many emotions running through me. I know what he’s saying, but I can’t accept anything from him right now.