Are my feelings that strong for them?
I don’t know.
Katsu steps into my path and cups my cheek. “I like you, too.”
His damn dancing eyes gently tease me with the knowledge of what I almost said.
“Katsu?”
“Yes, Omega?”
I step into his space, looking down and slowly letting my eyes trail all the way up his body until I’m gazing at his face, feeling that burning intensity of him again.
“Are you going to make a move or do I need Sebastian to take-”
Katsu moves fast, sweeping me onto the bed right beside Fox.
“This is because both of you were teasing us,” Katsu growls and slams into me.
His control breaks, but only a little bit. He moves like an alpha possessed, his hips snapping into mine, his eyes unfocused.
He is remorseless and demands orgasm after orgasm until I’m almost in tears. He is worse than Fox.
I end up lying on the mattress warily staring up at him, my body tingling with the remnants of the multiple orgasms he gave me when he knots me.
The explosion is so intense that I black out.
I wake up as he’s withdrawing from my body.
“Happy birthday, Cordie,” he whispers and kisses my forehead.
We lay in the nest talking about safe things, like our favourite movies, songs, and the weather. It feels like what we did revealed too much of us.
Of what our lives could be.
Fun, companionship, passion.
I think about it a lot over the next few hours. The silent offer they are extending and how perfectly we fit together.
At dawn, I get up and silently sneak out of the nest and their house, running back to reality.
Chapter 22
Cordelia
Istare at the screen, my heart pounding hard. Should I be doing this? I shouldn’t be procrastinating. I need to get it uploaded.
But.
And it comes down to those three letters. I keep playing out different scenarios trying to imagine the consequences. I need to do this but.
If I don’t do this, they will be happy, but…
I keep going back and forth, forth and back.
For the past two hours, I have been holed up here in my bedroom, staring at the submit button. Knowing I have to upload this book to make sure I earn enough to keep paying the bills. Knowing that if I do, I risk ruining everything with Pack Blizzard.
“They are going to hate me, anyway. But I need to keep the roof over our heads. Sometimes dreams and responsibilities can’t coexist.” The words are hollow now, and a tiny voice in my head is whispering that maybe I’m running.
