I both dreaded and craved that first sight of her, my cock throbbing in my pants, my balls shoved between my thighs to keep from revealing my arousal.
How could I take another Omega when, of all the inhabitants in Winter’s Haven, I could scentherso strongly?
I greeted all the Palace staff as quickly as I could, curtailing the customary greetings, and escaping to my quarters. I didn’t want to be rude, but the feelings coursing through my body were so urgent and dirty I couldn’t risk staying in public any longer.
The moment the door closed behind me, my hand was on my aching cock,herscent suffocating me.
My hand was frenetic, urgent.
Jessabella
Her name was a song on my tongue, and an ache in my gut. Coming home was both a pleasure and a penance, her scent pulling me under its waves the closer I came. But it had never been this strong before.
One release, ropes of cum spurting from my cock. Then the next.
Jessabella Jessabella Jessabella
My hands burned, hummed with energy as I imagined the cum landing on Jessabella’s perfect little face, soaking her hair, dripping down between breasts.
Filling her pussy, swelling her up big.
Knowing that wasmybaby in her.
Another release. Goddamn, I was practically rutting like a buck, humping my hips in the air as I imagined that curve of her belly, the way she looked ice-skating in the winter and swimming in the summer, the tight wet fabric clinging to her ass so I could see the curve of her cheeks like the dirty pervert I was.
When I finally stopped, shirt slick with sweat, Icould still smell her.
God, I wanted her so badly.
What if she was pregnant this time? It was what I expected every single visit, that I’d come home and see her belly ripe and swollen with my guardian’s babies.
I took the hottest shower I could until my skin was beet-red.
Then I knocked on Theo’s room and we headed down to the dining area, feeling jittery knowing I’d see Jessabella soon.
“Someone’s been using my room,” Theo said in a neutral voice. “For visiting Omegas, maybe. Whole room smells like a hundred Glade plug-ins. Getting pretty comfortable here, aren’t they?
“They need to keep your room available,” I said shortly.
How Edgar, Penn, and Brand actuallyranmy estate was a question that had never actually occurred to me beyond the balance sheets I got every year.
I had always been too concerned with managing my emotions and trying to act normal around Jessabella to think of any other concerns.
Maybe that should change.
I walked into the dining room aching and anxious, dreading but still excited, always with that frisson of low, forbidden excitement coursing through me at the idea of seeing her again.
“My lord!”
Everyone bolted to their feet.
I was jittery with anticipation, my eyes automatically scanning the crowd around the big aged wood dining table, past all the other Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, all crowding in to talk to me, their scents jostling in my nose.
“Duke Alexei, we haven’t seen you here in so long!” a blonde woman enthused, but her scent was nauseating, vile in my nose.
Gertrude? Gwendolyn? Genevieve?
I could scent her arousal, but I couldn’t have been less interested.
