When the hell did that happen?Or has he always sounded like rumbled exhaust pouring from a vintage car?It slithers down my spine and causes my clit to pulse, just for a moment, just until I scream at my brain that it's my stepbrother and I should have already gotten over this stupid crush years ago.
"You there?"he asks, scattering my thoughts again.
"Y- yes.Hi.Sorry.Are you free?"
His low, deep chuckle skitters over my skin until goosebumps explode across my arms.Bad.This is very bad.What the fuck is wrong with me?
"I don't know,” he laughs.“I'm a pretty busy guy, but for you, I think I can make an exception.It must be serious for you to call me.What's going on?How can I help you?"
"Chemistry," I blurt out.
“Chemistry?”he questions back in that low, deep voice of his that has me questioning every thought going through my mind.“Chemistry can encompass a lot.Are you having boy trouble or equations trouble?”
Why did he have to ask it like that?Plopping my head in my hands, I force myself to breathe.Deep, even, calm.
"I have a final,” I say once I’m back under control.“And I'm bombing this class.I think I remember you saying you were good at it.Am I remembering correctly?Please say you can help me?"
Try as I might to be cool, calm, and confident, I find myself babbling in a way that causes my insides to clench with humiliation.He's my stepbrother.An annoying Alpha.That's it.
He's the same jerk who hid my papers and pencils.He's the one who would dunk me in the pool and make me fight him to get a breath of air.He's the dork who was obsessed with martial arts movies and acted them out whenever he got the chance.
He's not hot.
He's not available.
He's not what I want.
Besides, he's in the military.Those guys are just dumb jocks.I want a suave man who can sweep me off my feet, who can charm me with words.Not someone whose idea of a great time is flicking you on the back of the ear then darting away.
"I'm okay at it," he chuckles, breaking into my thoughts."At least that's what they tell me at work."Even over the phone, I swear I can hear that smug expression I'm sure he's wearing.
Ugh.I really need to get laid if he's what my body responds to.Unfortunately, that's not going to happen.Not any time soon, at least.I wonder if I can just buy some toys and trick my body into thinking it has what it needs until I'm free from school, free from Dad, and free to make my own choices without scrutiny.Maybe a thick silicone cock that can fill me properly, make me feel something other than pathetically empty.God knows my fingers aren't cutting it.
Besides, if I order now, it'll get here before I leave, and I won't have Dad sniffing around the suspicious package until I'm forced to reveal his "Little Lily" is nothing more than a horny young adult who just needs a good fuck.That I’m an omega who needs to be bent over and used until I can't think straight.No, not a fuck.I just need something to take the edge off.
"You there, Little Lily?"he breathes, making me see red and forcing slick to gather between my thighs all at once."How can I help?"
There it is.Little.Fucking.Lily.
Chapter2
Nate
Hot water lapsat my sore muscles as I slide deeper into the tub.So very like Lila to call me at the worst possible moment.Biting back a groan, I sandwich the phone between my ear and shoulder as I try to get comfortable.Despite these housing units being sized for an Alpha, the tub leaves much to be desired.
Silence still looms between us as I twist about until I can breathe without a stitch in my side.Even though I'm bone-tired and soul-worn, I don't want to alienate my stepsister.She rarely calls me.So it must be something important for her to be this desperate.
"Lily?"I bark out again, rougher than I mean to.
I can't see her through the phone, but I can almost imagine the slight wince marring her forehead as she backs the phone away from her ear.Even when we were both younger, she wasn't able to fully handle my commanding presence.Odd, seeing as her dad is also an Alpha.
Tempering my tone, I try again."Come on, Lily.You need my help, but I need more specifics than Chemistry.Chemistry can cover a whole range of issues.Just saying you need help in the class tells me nothing.I need you to be specific."
"My name isn't Lily," she eventually grinds out.
Ahh.So that's her issue then.With a sigh, I rub a weary hand over my eyebrows."Lila.My apologies.What's going on with Chemistry?"
"I don't know," she wails, pricking my heart.
