Page 8 of Their Knotty Pack
True scent match.
"I don't know what's happening, but we need to get out of this room. Christy looks like she's about to sic Lopez on us," Lanie hisses, and all but pushes both Bethany and I down the hall before shoving us into a room with three binders on a table.
Fuck. Right. My OMS appointment. The whole reason I'm here. I can't think about that anymore though, because my true scent match is here, and she's beautiful, perfect, soft, and—
An omega.
"This is impossible," I groan, my cock hardening painfully now that I'm in an enclosed space with the one scent that's biologically designed to get me raring to go.
This…it can't be happening. Omegas scent match to packs. Alphas. Sometimes betas. But never to other omegas.
"It's not impossible," Bethany chokes out, taking a step towards me.
"Will someone please tell me what's going on?" Lanie gives us a harried look. "Christy looked about ready to call a manager down here."
"We're…we're a true scent match," she whispers, her eyes never once leaving mine. There's too much space between us. I need to feel her against me, run my hands through her hair, pull down her—
"Like your parents?" Lanie asks, her voice full of awe.
"Your parents?" My voice sounds distant as my pulse roars in my ears.
"Exactly like my parents." She swallows as I take another step towards her until we're chest-to-chest, and her breathing stutters. "Everyone…everyone always said it was a fluke. A biological error. But…"
"It wasyouI scented on the card, not your pack." The revelation hits me harder than her scent did, and I can't stop my arms from wrapping around her waist, the warmth of her spreading through my fingertips. She leans into my hold and looks up, her pale eyes spearing through me. "This whole time, it wasyou."
Before I know what's happening, her arms are wrapping around my neck, and she's pulling me down, taking my lips in a hungry kiss.
My body starts buzzing like sparklers on the Fourth of July.
No, that's not right.
Fireworks.
I'm exploding. My body is on fire, fuck,everythingis on fire, but I don't care because this fucking perfect woman is mine.
Her body is soft, her hands are warm, and her lips are damn perfection. She's more nymph-like than I had I thought, with the way my body feels drawn to her.
I groan into her mouth as her tongue dips past my lips, raspberry exploding on my tongue.
I'm vaguely aware of Lanie in the room, muttering, something that sounds like, "Shit, shit! What the fuck am I supposed to do with two horny omegas holed up this room?"
I can't bring myself to care though, not when my hands move of their own accord, trailing over the curve of her ass, down the backs of her legs, and finally hook behind her knees, hiking her up so her legs can wrap around my waist.
"Dammit, you two! You cannot fuck in here!" Lanie sounds panicked, but Bethany just whimpers into my mouth as my throbbing erection grinds into her jeans-covered core where our bodies meet.
"Earth to Bethany! Keep it in your damn pants!" Lanie nearly shrieks, and unfortunately, the words snap Bethany out of it.
She pulls away with a gasp, her pupils blown and her breathing labored as she looks down at me.
"Shit." She pants, looking between me and the table with the binders. "You didn't even get to look at your binders."
"Fuck the binders," I growl, shocking even myself. I've nevergrowled. "You're mine, Bethany. I don't need anyone else. How do your parents do it?"
I never knew omegas could be true scent matches. The fact that Bethany's parents are…it opens up a whole world of possibilities. How have two omegas gone so long with just each other and no alphas?
"They…" Bethany starts, but Lanie clears her throat, and I realize I'm still holding her. Before I let her down, I run my cheek along hers, scent-marking her so she smells like me all day. Her cheeks flush at the gesture, but then I'm lowering her, and she takes a step back. My heart clenches at the distance, even if it is a smart move. I might maul her again if she stays too close.
"I'm actually not sure," she admits, shrugging. "I've made it a point to not know a single thing about my parents' sex life." She wrinkles her nose in this adorable way that makes her look like a little bunny.
