In all the time I've known him, I've never seen him like this.My mom, however, doesn't flinch again.At this point, I can't tell if that's a good or bad thing.She stands there, calm, tranquil, doing a far better job at grounding than I am.
"Yes, she is," I finally concede."And there's no other way?"
"I've seen the way Alphas look at her.I can only imagine what's happening on that campus, the risk she's at.I don't care that she's not going to go into heat and trigger them.My wife wasn't in heat.Wrong place.Wrong time.I refuse to let Little Lily become another statistic."
He has no idea how right he is.He has no idea I look at her the exact same way those other Alphas do—like prey, like something to claim, rut, ruin, and hopefully keep.
A heavy sigh slips from my lips as I hang my head.There will be no arguing with him.Not right now.I don't want to rip Lila's dream away from her when the simple solution is to just live with her.But then, it's not so simple, is it?
Even now, I can picture the curve of her ass as she moves about.I can see the swell of her breasts as they press against her clothing.I can imagine her bent over the kitchen counter, pajamas around her ankles, taking my cock like the good little omega she pretends not to be.It will be hard, agonizing, and a true test of my patience.Maybe we can find a duplex or something.Something that will give us each our own living space without having to really see each other.
It might be enough to satisfy Robert and also not lose my fucking mind.Who am I kidding?I'll still smell her.I'll still want her.I'll still fucking crave her.Her scent will seep through the walls and drive me insane.It will make me want to break down the door and take what I need.
The only positive about all this is knowing there's a rut clinic super close to the base.If I have to use it nightly, I will.Anything to keep Lila safe from me, anything to keep from doing what I really want—claiming her, marking her, making her mine in every depraved way I can imagine.
"I'll start looking at houses and apartments.With my housing allowance, you probably won't have to pay all that much for her share."
The large Alpha sags forward as relief sizzles through the room.It's nearly palpable, a true testament to just how much we can affect the space.I suppose it's time I tell Lila the plan.But first, I need to make an appointment with the local clinic.
I need to fuck someone, anyone, to get this poison out of my system before I do something we'll both regret.No way I'm going to survive anything without blowing off some steam.Neither will she.
Chapter12
Nate
Unavailable.
The word stands out in red across every date until after the new year.It was stupid of me to think I'd be able to get in on such short notice.In Germany, it was different.Since it was right next to the base, they had omegas on location, rotating through to make sure there was never a gap in needs.
Even though Grand Junction is not tiny by any means, it also doesn't have the same needs as a military station.I wonder if I can just get in at the one near Aurora.But then, I don't want to have to answer why I'm leaving for so long in the middle of the day.
Dammit.I should have just thought ahead and booked something.It doesn't matter that I thought I was coming home to a nice, peaceful scenario.It's been long enough since I've had my carnal needs satisfied that I should have either taken care of it in Germany or had something waiting for me here.
Tossing the phone down on the bed, I make my way over to the adjoining bathroom and place my ear against the door to Lila's room.Nothing.Not one sound comes from there.Is she even still in the house?
No doubt Robert would have noted her exit.I give a soft knock but hear nothing.Easing the door open, I stop short as Lila lies sprawled on the bed in nothing but her bra and panties with her phone up to her face as her fingers fly over the screen.
She doesn't see me.She doesn't seem to smell me.But by God, I smell her.
I don't know what she's doing or who she's talking to, but the scent of her arousal nearly knocks me over.It's so thick I can practically taste it on my tongue, sweet and intoxicating.It's all honeyed warmth and need rolling off her mixed with fury.It's a potent, heady scent that demands I walk over to her, pin her to the bed, and show her who's in charge.God, it demands I rip those panties off and bury my face between her thighs until she's screaming.
They’re practically molded to her pussy as slick turns them nearly transparent.I can see everything—the outline of her lips, the wet patch spreading across the fabric… Every.Fucking.Thing.
The crisp hairs surrounding her entrance look soft and downy pressed against the soft, pink cotton.Dear God.I nearly cum in my pants just looking at her.As it is, my cock continues to jerk as precum nearly soaks through my pajamas.
Wrenching my gaze away from temptation, I skim up her taut stomach to where her breasts heave against a matching cotton bra.Her nipples jut out, standing straight against the binding fabric, hard little peaks begging to be sucked, bitten, and twisted.She's a vision of perfection, a temptation I'm not allowed to want.
It takes all my remaining willpower to look back at her face, noting the studious frown marring her lips.If it's porn, it shouldn't be difficult to figure out.Then again, she did buy a beginner stretcher set.Maybe she just has no clue how things work between an Alpha and their omega.Maybe she’s still a fucking virgin?
No.I can't let myself think about that.I can't imagine her sliding one of those dildos into her pussy as I lap at her clit, can't picture her struggling to take even the smallest one while I hold it in place, forcing her body to stretch around it.More than that, I refuse to picture my own cock spreading her open as I pound into her.Unfortunately, it’s hard to not imagine the sounds she'd make as I split her virgin cunt open on my thick shaft.
My cock continues pulses behind the confines of my pajama pants with each beat of my heart, forcing the overly sensitive skin to rub against it.Normally, I don't wear underwear with them, but today I regret that decision.The soft fabric brushes against my shaft like little tongues.It grazes my balls like shallow breaths teasing me until they draw up painfully tight.Every movement torture, with every breath making me harder.
Still, she doesn't notice.She doesn't see me there at the entrance to her room, practically gripping the wood frame so hard I'm afraid it might shatter under my fingers.How the fuck does she not know I'm in here watching her like the predator I am as I imagine all the ways I could take her.
A soft growl rips from my throat as I see the headphones in her ear.Of course she can't hear me.It's no excuse, however, for not even sensing my presence.Perhaps in some twisted, fucked-up way, Robert is right.Lila seems to have the situational awareness of a fucking dodo bird.
Closing the door behind me, I stride back over to my side and slam the door, locking both before I slide onto the bed.The sooner I find a place for us, the sooner I can get out of the damned confines of this house.
