Over my dead body.
“Shh, Omega. Close your eyes,” Hudson purrs for me, pushing skilled fingers into my hair, rubbing my scalp just right. “Good girl, Dream, such a good Omega.”
“Mmm,” I moan, unable to fight off the sleepy endorphins any longer. They better take care of Beau, or there will be hell to pay when I wake up.
“You are such a good girl for me, Dream. Pretty, perfect Omega…”
Hudson’s praise would normally make me strip naked before straddling him. Instead, he uses his control over his scent to douse me with so many pheromones that I’m asleep before I can remember why I wanted to stay awake.
HUDSON
Fuck, she’s killing me…
Letting me watch her make a nest? Fucking criminal activity. Curling into me like she belongs in my arms? I’m undone.
I’ve never been with a woman like Dream. Her scent coils around my fucking soul. Nuzzling the top of her head as she drifts helps keep me focused, however, it’s doing nothing to control my raging dick. My skin feels too tight, and my muscles ache with all the effort I’m putting into restraining myself.
Biting my lip, I scoot my hips backward, putting space between my hard cock and Dream’s sleeping body. My knot has been throbbing since she scent-marked my shirt. Two Omegas in a nest, looking up at me with needy eyes, was unexpected, but fucking hell, I’ve been purring since.
If I lick her, will the others notice?Fuck it.Dragging my tongue across her throat only makes me want her more, as rose petals and vanilla explode my senses.
There’s not a lot of research or information out there about the nature of Alphas with two Omega parents. We’re rare, so the fact that Thor and I are both in this bed right now has got to be some kind of world record. I learned the truth about my father when I was still young. I figured out pretty quickly that he was protecting me as much as he was protecting himself. Probably more, honestly. Dad helped me learn what he could when it was clear I’d be Alpha and not Omega.
“Your scent is soothing him; use it. Focus on your need to protect him and let that guide you.” Thor’s gentle with the other Alpha, despite how tight he was strung over the Omega’s discomfort.
I could tell Dream felt rejected when he hid his ninety-ton cock from her view. But goddamn, if the hungry little thing had gotten her eyes on the way it strained against his boxers, she’d probably be knotted to him right now. Hell, it made me do a double take, and I’ve never thought twice about an Alpha’s knot. Before Apollo started trying to stab me, that is.
Bet he’d calm right down if I sucked his cock dry, fisting his fat knot…
Jesus. I’m about to nut in my briefs just thinking about it.
It’s got to be that fucking scent of his. How is anyone supposed to think straight with Apollo’s pheromones pumping through their system? And his dominance? Crush me with it, baby.
Fuck. Thor meets my eyes over the other Alpha’s head, lifting his brow. He’s the only one I’m not trying to fantasy fuck most hours of the day every time Dream’s scent tickles my nose.
Bet the other three would love being the meat in a Thor-Hudson sandwich though…
No, fuck. Bad dick, calm down.
Thor snorts when I grunt, wincing when my cock jerks against its fabric jail. We haven’t gotten to talk much one on one, but the way Thor cares for the other three tells me he’s not completely oblivious. He’s putting distance between himself and the Omegas, but I can’t tell why.
Apollo’s smokey sandalwood bursts from him, making Beau whimper. A cute frown wrinkles Dream’s brow, so I smooth it with my thumb.
The effect that the other Alpha’s scent has on my cock is instant. The room is spinning, and I have to breathe slowly to try and clear my head. He’s the only one in sweats and a hoodie, and I’m left wondering what his skin feels like.
Pressing my nose against the crown of Dream’s head helps a tiny bit. With her asleep, her scent isn’t screaming for a knot, but it always has a strong effect on me. At first I thought that was because she was using enhancers on her Beta boyfriend.
Pinning her to this bed that first night scrambled my fucking brains.
Realizing the truth took longer than I’d willingly admit. I believed her when she said she wasn’t using enhancers or usingBeau. Apollo sped up the process of figuring out the full story there, but her scent was still strong as fuck.
It wasn’t until I watched her build a nest with my scent that it clicked. I was so fucking distracted by the fact that they were letting me watch such an intimate moment. So blinded by desire that it took a second to penetrate my thick skull.
The barest, nearly imperceptible hint of strawberry seemed like a fluke at the time.
Now it’s all making sense. Apollo’s scent made it all click into place.
Alphas with two Omega parents are capable of quite a few things that other Alphas aren’t. My manipulation of my scent, Thor’s control of his dominance. Those are rare, even among us, as far as I can tell.
