Page 19 of Suddenly His Alpha

“We don’t need music,” Beckett said before slightly easing from Tulla’s ass. “Hold on a moment.”

Beckett frowned, staring at where they were joined.

“What is it?”

Beckett’s stare lifted to his. “The condom. I don’t see it.” He withdrew more. “It must’ve slid off.”

After the alpha was able to remove it, Beckett went into the small bathroom to wash. He came out with a wet cloth. He slowly and gently cleaned Tulla off, the earnest look on his face as he tended to his omega enough to make a heart skip a beat or two.

Beckett’s gaze drifted to his. “I tried to protect you… and failed.”

“It’s okay.” While he could get pregnant during a contact heat, the chances were infinitely lower. They likely hadn’t even needed the condom. “The fact you tried so hard means the world.”

Once clean, the alpha clutched Tulla’s hand and led him to his feet—and then into a warm embrace. “How about that dance?”

Tulla nodded, staring up at his handsome alpha. They spun around the foot of the bed. All Tulla could do was stare up into that amazing silver gaze as the alpha hummed a slow tune and led him about the room. He was already feeling dizzy from the suddenness of everything that had happened. The spinning only added to his sense of bewilderment.

And to his sense of joy.

A smile spread across his face as he moved in Beckett’s arms, suddenly feeling like he was flying. He was free. No longer was he a prisoner of the Omega Quadrant, not after they’d bonded as one physically. He’d been unshackled.

He opened the eyes he hadn’t realized he’d closed and gazed up at the amazing man who was his now.

Beckett slowed them until they came to a stop. “Is something wrong?”

“Not hardly. I just realized I’m now free and you just made me feel like I was airborne. Twice.”

Beckett captured his chin and forced his stare. “I never want you to feel imprisoned. Never again. I’ll do everything in my power to give you everything you wish in this world.”

“That’s just the instinct talking,” Tulla whispered.

“So what if it is? Why not embrace this… this…”

“Chemical reaction?” Tulla offered.

His alpha smiled. “Yes, thischemical reaction… this thing between us is simply a spark. Maybe it’s the basest of our instincts, but if we feed that spark, we could have something wonderful, my sweet omega.”

“I think perhaps we already have a little something wonderful here,” Tulla admitted, his chest aching from the pounding of his heart.

Beckett only grinned down at him. “Before this, I’d imagined us going out to a fine dinner to celebrate. Maybe get that dance, with actual music.” He looked down at himself and then Tulla. “But we’ve got ripped clothing, need a shower, and only the gods knows what I did to your hair.”

Tulla reached up and realized his long locks were a bunch of knots. He’d have to spend an hour brushing it all out.

“Why don’t we just pick up something to eat and you show me where we’ll be living? After we eat, maybe we can take a bath together.” A wicked smile crossed his lips. “And then get dirty all over again.”

“My place, hmm?” Beckett paused, shaking his head. “Ourplace. I hope it’s not too small for the three of us.”

“Threeof us?”

Beckett smirked. “My cat. I sure hope he likes you. If not, we’re sunk.”

“And what happens if he doesn’t?” Tulla asked, lifting a brow.

“We have to get rid of you, of course!”

Tulla gasped and slapped Beckett on the shoulder. The alpha growled and tugged him closer. “I’m sure he’ll love you. Eventually. I’ve marked you with enough of my scent, I’d imagine… that should be in your favor.”

“Oh, well that helps me feel a little safer in my role as your omega. Maybe. Unless your furbaby hates me.”

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