Page 19 of Tying the Knot
“What?” he snaps. “Don’t bother coming back? Is that what you were going to say? Don’t be a fucking idiot, Eli.”
I growl and let him go roughly.
“If you walk out that door, I don’t want to know,” I say quietly after we glare at each other for a few tense moments. “Do whatever the fuck you want, but don’t tell me and don’t tell Kaleb and Nik either. This is all on you.”
“Dammit!” he snarls, angrier than I’ve ever seen him. It’s eye-opening, the depth of feeling he has about this omega we can’t touch. “Why are you so fucking scared?”
It hits me in the heart, and I sigh. “Because if we get our hopes up and then don’t end up with her, it will destroy us.”
Understanding dawns on his face, but it makes him no less determined. He will go to Morgan and work whatever magic he can on her. However that will play out.
But I can’t be part of it.
I press my lips together and disappear back into the living room to await the arrival of the next omega, who will hopefully meet our expectations and then some.
ChapterFourteen
Kaleb
Needingto get out of the living room, where Elijah’s stifling thundercloud expression was doing my head in, I enter my bedroom and shut the door. Locking it, I grab the towel from the radiator as I move across to the double bed covered in a green and red tartan. I climb on and lie down with my head on the soft pillows, draping the towel over my lap. Staring at the ceiling for a few moments, I lean over and stick my hand under the other pillow and pull out the Terry’s chocolate orange that I specifically left the house for at the crack of dawn this morning to get. I haven’t been able to get the omega’s scent out of my senses, and with Dylan’s news yesterday, it’s been taking everything I have not to go down there and claim her.
Peeling back the orange foil, I stick my nose into the chocolate in the shape of an orange and inhale deeply with my eyes closed. It has melted slightly from being under the pillow, but I wanted the scent where my head goes when I sleep.
I broke it apart earlier, so I reach in and pull a segment out, feeling it warm and sticky between my fingers. It makes my cock hard. I reach down and unzip my smart black pants, the only pair I own, as I prefer combat pants, jeans, or joggers, and pull my erect cock out. I stroke it softly, with a soft groan. Licking the segment of chocolate, pretending it’s the sensitive part of Morgan’s neck, I whimper and tug on myself, coaxing my dick to grow stiffer in my hand.
“Yes,” I rasp and pop the chocolate into my mouth, licking my fingers clean as I pump away at my cock. I suck the segment, coating my tongue with the sweet orangey taste, imagining it’s Morgan’s clit.
I come unexpectedly quickly.
My body tenses and my balls tighten, expelling my hot seed onto my hand and the towel over my lap.
“Fuuuuck,” I mumble around the chocolate, biting it and swallowing with a grunt as my heart pounds from the climax. “Fuck, yes.”
But, sadly, no.
This is as close to her as I can get.
I sit up and wipe my hand before I re-wrap the ball of chocolate, stuffing it back under the pillow. Removing the towel and bunching it up, knowing I have to do laundry later anyway, I drop it on the floor as I do up my pants. Reaching into the bedside cabinet drawer, I pull out my sketch pad and pencil, admiring the quick drawing I did of her last night. Turning the page to a blank one, I start again. Capturing her lowered eyes, the slight stoop of her shoulders, her hair swept up on top of her head and those lips that I want to see wrapped around my cock so badly, I ache for it.
A soft knock draws my focus away. I get up to open the door, knowing it’s futile. I throw it open and return to the bed and my sketching.
Nik lounges in the doorway. “You okay?”
I nod.
“What is it about her?”
“Who?”
“Don’t play dumb. I know you, Eli and Dylan have gone ga-ga over the mated omega. I mean, she’s pretty and has that wounded bird, damsel in distress thing you like, but otherwise, what makes her so different?”
“Her scent,” I murmur. “Until you catch a whiff of it, you won’t know. You should follow Dylan and bump into her at the hotel, and then you’ll see what we mean.”
“Pass.”
“Then don’t come in here saying to me you don’t get it.”
“Noted. But she’s mated, so you need to pull your head out of your arse.”
