“We can’t be trusted with popcorn,” she said as she grabbed another handful.
The movie continued to devolve into something increasingly incomprehensible, but I loved her snarky commentary. Every time I moved, my shoulder brushed against hers, and it made me feel like I was on fire. And then a weight rested on my shoulder. I glanced down and saw the omega had fallen asleep curled up on her chair. I slowly shifted down so my shoulder was a better angle for her to rest on. It wasn’t very comfortable with the armrest digging into my ribs, but I didn’t care. I would stay frozen in this position all night just to watch her sleep. Her eyelashes were dark and long, her cheeks pink and round. I could picture myself running my hand through her hair, kissing her face, and tucking her into my bed.
My chest turned cold at the intimacy of the fantasy, and I shifted away from her. I’d decided six months ago that I would never bond an omega. I’d always wanted a love like my grandparents had, but after seeing what it was like for my grandpa at the end, I knew Icouldn’t do it. Easton and Lars still wanted an omega and to be a true pack, but it was becoming more clear to me that I wouldn’t be a part of it. Bonding an omega was too risky.
She startled as I moved her off my shoulder and sat up straight, cheeks flushing red. “Sorry.” She rubbed her face. “I usually go to bed a lot earlier than this.”
“No worries,” I choked out. Fuck, why had I done that? Now I wanted her head back on me. I wanted her entire body on me.
“Did I miss much?” she asked.
I blinked. I hadn’t been paying the slightest bit of attention to the movie.
“No,” I grunted.
I turned my focus back on the screen. The couple was being torn apart by the space-time continuum. I scrunched my face as the camera and boom mic appeared in the frame.
The thought of saying goodbye to the omega after the movie seemed… unacceptable. Maybe she would be open to a casual hookup?
“Oh good, another song.”
I hid my grin behind another mouthful of candy. My movie partner was funny. She bopped back and forth as the aliens and couple did a dance. Then she jumped and let out a little squeak as an explosion erupted, turning everything dark and gray. Words displayed across the screen:Not every mistake can be fixed.
“The end?” the woman shrieked, sitting forward in her seat. “That was the end?” She turned to me, lips parted in shock.
“I’m guessing this is your first time watching a movie here?” She nodded as she fished out the last of the Junior Mints. “One thing you can count on is that every movie at the Hollywood Cinema will be the most bizarre thing you’ve ever seen. Missy and Herbert are staunchly against showing anything resembling a Hollywood movie.”
She let out an adorable snort. “Interesting choice of theater name.”
I grinned. Having her eyes on me was like magic. The lights were dim as the credits played, and the air between us was electric.Nothing felt real in here. It was just me and her, wrapped in the darkness as dramatic electronic music played.
I wasn’t sure who moved first, but then our lips crashed together. Her fingers gripped my shirt, trying to pull me closer, and my hand cupped the back of her neck. I growled at the armrest keeping us apart. I gripped her waist, lifting her to place her on my lap. Her core pressed against my hard cock, and we both let out a moan.
“You need this, sweetness?” I asked as she ground against my hard-on.
She let out a sweet little moan. “What can I say? Aliens and the end of the world get me really hot.”
I pressed my smile into her throat. My mouth watered with the urge to bite her, mark her as mine, and I pulled away quickly. This was an anonymous hookup, nothing more. I wouldn’t let my alpha instincts push me into something I didn’t want.
I tugged on her leggings as she unzipped my pants. We were a flurry of desperate movements and gasping breaths. Her small hand surrounded my cock right as my fingers sank into her heat, and we both groaned.
“So fucking drenched,” I gasped.
“All for you. Well, you and the aliens.”
I snorted a laugh but was quickly cut off as she squeezed my dick, spreading precum down my shaft. I was going to come embarrassingly quickly but refused to come before she did. I roughly thrust two fingers inside her, curving them until I hit her omega spot. She cried out, throwing her head back, and fuck, she was beautiful. My other hand gripped her hip, my fingers digging in tight as I rocked her in a steady rhythm.
“That’s it, ride me, pretty girl.”
I swore as she ran her thumb along the tip of my cock, pleasure shooting through me like lightning.
She was whimpering now, grinding her clit against the palm of my hand as she continued working my cock, and then she let out the sweetest cry, her pussy gripping my fingers hard. Her eyes were closed, lips parted, and she looked like an angel as her orgasm washed over her in waves. Seeing her come pushed me over the edge, pleasurerocking through me with my release. I soaked her hand and the front of her sweater in my cum.
My alpha was fucking thrilled that she was marked with our scent.
She collapsed into my chest, and we lay there, breathing hard. My fingers were still inside her, and I didn’t want to pull them out. My other arm was wrapped around her back, keeping her tight to me. A burst of sweetness filled my senses, complex and spicy and mouth-watering. In my post-orgasm haze, it took me a minute to identify the scent: pumpkin spice.
The omega pulled back enough to meet my gaze, her expression soft as a smile played on her lips, but I felt like I was going to throw up.
