Page 15 of Fight or Fly

He was naked. So was Leo, though I wasn’t entirely sure whether she was aware of the fact. The rest of us were still fully clothed—Jax had even put a shirt back on after the first round.

There was something important left to address, though. I looked up at Alex again. “You haven’t said yes.”

The alpha seemed to shake herself free of some sort of reverie. “Told you earlier,” she said. “We’re here to give you both everything you need.” There was a careful sort of distance in her expression, but no hesitation in her tone.

Flynn clapped his hands and rubbed them together. “Right. First, I want to see you and Leona together. I already know what you can do for her when she’s horny and craving a knot, and it’s hot as fuck. But I wanna see what she does for you, too.”

I rolled onto my back to better see Leo. She crawled up my body and took my face between her hands. “I love you, Kameron Patel,” she said. “You know that, right?”

I mirrored her, capturing her face in my palms. “Of course I do. I love you, too,odama.”

She pressed forward and kissed me, like we’d kissed so many times before. For a moment, I could almost forget that my head was lying on an alpha’s thigh and Leo was leaking slick onto my jeans. But I was still in that surreal place of being fully connected to my body, and she was pumping out heat pheromones with ever-increasing intensity. In no time, the tight, achy feeling began to slide over me again.

“You’ll feel better with your clothes off,” she murmured against my lips, as though she could read my mind. “Trust me on this one.”

I sighed. “Right. Let me up, then.”

Leona rolled off me, and I sat up, feeling hopelessly self-conscious and awkward as I reached for the buttons of my shirt. I tried to take in the others with glances quick enough not to count as real eye contact. Jax was frowning. So was Leo. Flynn looked thoughtful. Alex, by contrast, was drilling holes through me with her green eyes. I flushed again beneath the weight of that heavy alpha gaze, not liking this feeling of being hot and bothered while knowing it was likely to lead nowhere except frustration.

I hated the fact that I felt like this, having to make decisions about every little thing. Getting undressed... deciding what Leona and I should try to do together... deciding what I did or didn’t want the alphas to do.

Ihatedit.

“Stop,” Alex said, a full-on alpha bark.

My spine snapped straight, my hands freezing on my half-open shirt, even as a humiliating sense of relief swept through me.

“Yes, alpha,” I breathed.

She stood up, straightening to her full height and looming over me. “This isn’t what you want. Enough dissembling. Tell me—right now—exactly what you need.”

The alpha power in her voice took the choice of whether or not to answer away from me. I was an omega, and broken or not, Iwouldobey an alpha’s command.

“I don’t want to have to make these choices,” I said with a gasp. “I want someone else to make them for me. I just want to be...”

I trailed off, thinking of Flynn’s words.It’s our Ginger Tea here who wants to be pinned down by the throat and used over and over until he breaks. A shiver trickled down my spine.

“Used,” I finished miserably.

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