Page 60 of Single Omega Dad
“There are parts of me I don’t think anyone could ever accept. You’d do best if you just let me go, forgot about me.” Mathias started to sit up.
Of course he was blunt and distant and sharp. He’d said things without thinking first, especially when we’d met at the bank. About Tybor. Making his opinion about Omegas and their place in society quite firm from the start. In that moment I hadn’t liked him at all. But something had happened when I’d reproached him. Maybe he was just a jerk, or maybe no one had ever stood up to him before. Maybe both. But when I told him Tybor was my child and I loved him, he’d gotten a look. I don’t know what had entered his mind, but he’d backed down. He’d changed.
He was more attentive to Tybor than Luke. I couldn’t believe it was all so he could get a piece of single dad ass.
“No!” I clung to him. “I accept all of you already. You can’t stop me.”
Mathias fell back into my arms and ran his lips up my jaw and cheek, kissing his way into my hair.
I rolled on top of him, smiling as I leaned down to kiss him. His mouth opened to me. He wasn’t blocking me. He wanted me. Deeper than mere sex. I knew it. Could feel it to my core.
His hands roved up and down my back, cupping my ass, holding me close. I truly had fallen for him. I knew as he held me, stroking, that I loved him. It made me feel both weak and strong at the same time. I wondered what he thought, how he felt.
I couldn’t get it out of my head that he’d never knotted me. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but it concerned me. It could mean anything, but I was the type of guy to take it to heart and worry about it.
We dozed for a while in each other’s embrace, made slow love again, and I could feel the low-lying but incomplete bond between us simmering. It was then I decided to take the initiative. I’d planned it in advance, but wasn’t sure I was going to go through with it until this moment.
“You are over here every night, you know.”
“Mm hum.”
Tracing his soft, dark hair along his shoulder, I said, “It’s a lot. So just in case you want to leave some stuff here, I cleaned out a drawer for you.”
His body went very still. Finally, he said in a flat voice, “I’d have you over to my place but for the boys.”
“I know. I understand that.”
“Not that the boys wouldn’t be welcomed,” he added quickly.
“I know.”
“I just thought it was easier on you for us to meet here.”
“It is easier on me. And I’m fine with it, Mathias. Really, I am.”
“Hmm.” The way his voice went low made his chest vibrate against my cheek and ear.
“That’s why I cleaned out a drawer. Just in case you want to. For your convenience.”
Mathias sat up and I came up with him, putting my arm through his as we sat in the darkness, the pillows at our backs.
Finally, Mathias responded. “Thank you.”
After we showered, I showed him the drawer.
He nodded. “Thanks,” he said again.
I waited for more. Something more. Anything. My heart yearned to hear him tell me his feelings. His body told me quite clearly, but I was old-fashioned, too. I wanted words.
I went back to bed and Mathias got dressed and left a few minutes later.
I lay staring up into the dark for a long time, missing his presence with every cell in my body. It wasn’t until the light of pre-dawn began to turn my window treatments a pinkish bronze that I finally fell asleep for a couple hours rest before the boys would be up and ready for breakfast.
Chapter Nineteen
Mathias
The empty drawer did not bother me, it thrilled me.
