Page 28 of Knot Your Average Beta

Swift’s gold eyes gleam as he reaches out and thumbs the corner of my mouth, swiping up a bit of the foam I must have missed and then, holding my gaze, he pops the tip into his mouth. And my vagina weeps.

A needy little whine pulls from my chest and he growls in response.

Shit.

This is so fucking weird.

Heat floods my face at how easily my new instincts take over, at how I want Swift—or Logan or Maddox—to bend me over right now and fuck me, bite me, claim me. I didn’t realize until this very moment how unsettled I feel with having only one bond in the pack.

“What do you need, Sadie?” Logan asks gently, like maybe he understands what I’m going through at the moment. Thought I kind of doubt it. He seemed like he was curious last night, but not about me personally, more about the situation, how I’m a twenty-five-year-old that just presented as an omega. “Why do you need to go out?”

My face flushes deeper. “It’s personal.”

A warm hand slides onto my hip, then around to my stomach, pulling me tight against a big hard body that smells of spiced brandy pears. Luca’s nose nuzzles into the hollow behind my ear, taking a deep inhale of my skin before his tongue darts out to lap at the still healing mating bite lower down.

“Morning, vixen,” he purrs. My instincts are telling me to melt into him, to turn around and run myself all over him, mark him up with my freshly minted omega scent, since sometime between last night and now he showered, washed me off of his skin.

That stings. So does the fact that he left me alone last night, in a room with no fucking windows or a lamp, in a place I don’t know and am not comfortable with. My alpha abandoned me the same night that he claimed me.

I’d always thought that would be impossible, that a newly bonded pair would be inseparable, but then, I guess we don’t know each other and this was as much of a surprise to him as it was to me.

Was it, though?

Luca asked me if I wanted him to bite me to claim me. He knew I was an omega, that we didn’t know each other’s names. He’s the one that bit me. I thought we were playing. That it was just a kinky sex game.

He knew what he was doing when he bit hard enough to break my skin. He knew the bond would form. It’s impossible for it not to. He’s an alpha. Alphas can bond literally anyone. Omegas, betas, other alphas. Betas can’t bond anyone through their bite and omegas can create a temporary bond if they bite an alpha and the alpha doesn’t bite back.

Luca told Maddox last night he’d slipped into a rut and accidentally bit me. I’ve never seen an alpha in a rut, but… that’s not what it seemed like happened.

He knew what he was doing. Luca fucking knew.

He bonded me. And then left me.

I swallow down the whine that wants to escape and step away from him. He holds me tighter, like he’s ready to fight me on it, but then his hand falls away from my stomach and I turn to face him.

A furrow appears between his brows. “What’s wrong, omega?”

I shake my head, sinking my teeth into my lip. “Don’t call me that. It’s too weird.”

Half his mouth quirks up. “But it’s what you are, vixen.”

I look away from him and drain the now cold cappuccino. “Still weird.” I shoulder my purse and glance at the other occupants of the room. “I’ll be back.”

“Wait, what?” Luca says. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, holding it before letting it out. Apparently, being bonded to this pack means I lose all autonomy.

When I open my eyes, they’re all there, all five of them. Ethan gives me a sweet smile that I don’t return, and it flickers out. Guilt grabs hold of me, but he also left me alone last night. And my omega is pissed about it.

I look back at Luca. “We weren’t safe last night.”

He tilts his head like he doesn’t understand. My gaze flicks to the other members of the pack, and Logan looks like he’s the only one who understands what I’m saying. “You knotted me and came inside me.”

Luca gets this pleased grin on his face, as his blue eyes drop to my crotch, like he’s imagining the aftermath, his cum dripping down my legs. “Fuck, yeah, I did. Multiple times.”

There is no reason the look on his face, that spark in his eye, the way his voice just dipped lower, should make my thighs clench in need.

Focus, Sadie.

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