Page 19 of Omega Rock

A soft sob escapes her. “Yes.”

My heart leaps in my chest. Even if nothing happens, at least she’s letting me inside. I open the door as quietly as I can and slip inside. The room is dark but she’s left the curtains open so the full moon’s light pours across Aiden’s massive bed.

Where she’s created a cocoon out of pillows. Her nest. I wonder if she even realizes she’s done it.

Mia’s curled up in the center. “I’m fine, I promise.”

The room smells of arousal so thickly I can almost taste it. She’s been in here forhoursgettingherselfthrough her heat, just because we’re trying to be gentlemen rather than alphas who take advantage of an omega in heat.

Ouromega needed us. And we left her in here alone.

I take several steps toward her. “Are you sure? I—” Fuck it. I should just be honest. “I can smell your sex, Mia. I know what omegas need right now. It’s not right for us to sit by and let you go through this alone just because we’ve only just met. Fate put us together, it would seem.”

Please let me in. Let me help.

This soul-deep urge has me waiting on her next words, her next breath itself.

As much as her inner omega is demanding release and satisfaction, my inner alpha yearns to be hers. To protect her, to aid her, to see her through this heat.

And yes, to rut her. To mate her. Mark her. To spill my seed into her. But I’m doing my best to tamper downthoseurges just now. And I can.

I will.

Mia whimpers again. Moonlight catches on sweat beading along her brow. She’s literally burning up. “It feels wrong to ask you.”

My heart leaps again. I take another few steps. “I’m offering, Mia. As much or as little as you need right now. You’re in control, always.”

She lifts her head to me. Our eyes meet across the short distance between us. Even in the dark, I can tell a blush heats her fair cheeks. “Hold me. Please.”

I practically run to her side and climb into her nest beside her. She settles in against my front as if this is natural. As if we’ve always known each other and cuddling is a normal thing we do.

I wrap my arms around her, and neither of us acknowledge how my hard erection is absolutely pressing against her perfectly round ass. I just hold her close and whisper in her ear. “Thank you, Mia. Thank you for trusting me.”

“I don’t want to feel this foolish,” she admits in the dark. “I think my drinking impacted my heat suppressants, that’s all. This will pass in a few days.”

I smell her hair and apple shampoo. I kiss the back of her head. “It will, and you’re not foolish.”

“Me being eleven years younger than you doesn’t bother you?”

“No.”

Mia shifts a little. Her ass rubs against my erection. It sends an electric course of arousal through my cock.

Mia freezes. “Sorry.”

I shake my head and place a kiss against her shoulder. “No, don’t be.”

“Some of this is involuntary.”

“It’s okay.”

She turns a little so our eyes meet and her lips are in kissing distance. I realize this because my gaze slips down to them and becomes transfixed, never to look elsewhere ever again. “I… I need…”

“What, Mia?” I ask her softly. “I’m here, whatever you need.” We just met and I’m ready in this moment to lay my life down for her if she asks. That’s how perfect she looks in my arms, howright.

“I need release again.” She ducks her head like she wants to hide.

I lean in and kiss her—quick, but with enough passion and reassurance to let her know that everything is still okay. The kiss takesmybreath away, and we smile at each other after. “How do you want to reach that release, Mia?”

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