Page 27 of His Unicorn Alpha
The thought of Beck had my eyes widening as alarm spiked through me.
“What?” Brandt sat up straighter, and we both shuddered through the resulting stimulation as it reverberated through our new bond. “What’s wrong?”
“Beck,” I said, then waved vaguely around us. “This is his house. His meeting room.” A blush traveled up my neck and over my cheeks. I could feel it heating my skin. “We’ve been in here a while.”
“I hate to break it to you, darling,” he was back to sounding amused instead of concerned, “but you’re already beginning to scent like an alpha. If you were hoping to keep this a secret…”
“No. Gods, no. I want to shout from the rooftops that you’re my mate. But…” I sighed. “I’ve mostly been with humans, you know? So I guess I bring a more human sort of mentality to sex. And, on top of that, my alpha side doesn’t want any of them thinking about you having sex, even if it is with me. It’s a weird, possessive sort of feeling and it’s making me feel all…blech.”
“It will take a while for your new instincts to settle,” he advised me calmly. “It did for all three of the others, too. And, if anyone is going to understand what you are feeling, I would wager that it is those three.” He leaned forward to rub our noses together, then he looked away as a mild wave of melancholy and guilt washed over me from his side of our newly unlocked mystical connection. “They are more than likely going to be concerned that we rushed into this. That my condition might have been the catalyst for you to make a choice you otherwise might not have made.”
“What kind of idiot would avoid bonding with his fated mate?” I asked him lightly. “There’s literally nobody else in the worldbetter for me than you. I mean, you even enjoyed riding my tiny—”
“It isnottiny.” His sexy growly voice was back, but this time I felt his frustration at the same time as watching it play out on his handsome face.
Nevertheless, I rolled my eyes. “A micropenis,” I informed him, trying to sound as clinical as the doctor who had sat me down and given me the name for my condition, “is a penis which has a stretched penile length of three point six seven inches or less. My doctor measured me: it qualifies.”
He scoffed. “It certainly doesn’t feel tiny.”
“That’s my knot. I’ve obviously never had that happen before.”
“Regardless,” he insisted, “Ididenjoy your cock very much, even before you knotted me.”
“You’d be the first,” I muttered a little darkly, then I remembered that that was the whole point I was trying to make in the first place, “and, yeah, because of that, it sort of cinched the deal that you’re it for me. I mean, you didn’t even freak out when I told you I like…” I cleared my throat. “That I’m vers. Other omegas…”
“I would very much like for you to not mention other omegas while you’re still locked inside me.” He pouted and it was adorable.
I guessed the possessive vibes went both ways.
“Sorry, sugar,” I soothed and ran my hands over his skin. I was careful not to move us too much. I didn’t want to trigger more orgasms. I wanted my knot to deflate so we could get dressed and face the firing squad. “Nobody I’ve been with before has been anywhere near as perfect for me as you, even if we do have a lot of getting to know each other to do.”
“Yes, well,” his expression softened out again, “the feeling is mutual.”
The admission had me smiling long after my knot subsided and we got dressed, even after we opened the door and made our way into the main part of the house to be greeted by the bewildered stares of his pack.
Or, I wondered as questions were asked around us,are they my pack now, too?
Everyone's eyes were wide as they looked at us. They scented the air, and jaws grew slack. Then all hell broke loose as they started asking questions over the top of each other.
"Are you…is that anAlphascent?" Rex asked.
Meanwhile Beck shook his head and scented the air again, as if trying to put the pieces together.
"That's definitely an alpha scent," Ollie confirmed. He grinned over at Brandt. "Go team dragon." A moment later his eyes landed on my neck and grew impossibly wider. "Holy shit, is that a mating bite?!"
"What?!" Beck cried, and a burst of renewed questions and chatter came flying our way, most of it difficult to discern considering they were all speaking at once.
“Are you telling me you willingly just bonded? With a complete stranger?” Damon’s question rose above the rabble of surprised voices. I wasn’t sure if he was asking me or Brandt. "Knowingly?"
“Hang on, did…did you justmatein my meeting room?” Beckett demanded on top of that, sounding marginally scandalized.
I felt my cheeks burn and I rubbed the back of my neck and offered him a sheepish smile. “Yeah…I’m sorry about that. I…we…”
“It is not unlike the time I caught you and Oliver in the lab,” Brandt informed him.
“Hey!” Ollie protested. “I was going into heat. That was a spur of the moment thing.”
“So was this,” I spoke without thinking, then cringed. “I mean, not the claiming. I knew what I was doing. But...it felt kind of urgent, so…yeah."
