Page 25 of Omega Scarred

"We good?" he says, looking between the three of us.

"No, we're not fucking good," Rafe grits out. "Fallon, you motherfucker...you could have waited your damn turn and avoided all this."

"Wait my turn?" Fallon scoffs. "She chose who she wanted, man, get over it."

"Fuck you," Rafe shoots back.

I throw up my hands. "I'm not a carnival ride, Rafe. If you hadn't acted like I was, maybe things would be different."

My stomach twists, a painful reminder that I'm still experiencing--and resisting--my first heat. I wince, and when I look back at Rafe, his face has fallen.

"Tell me what that means," he says. "Tell me so I can make it better."

"You can't," I shake my head vigorously, but I clutch my abdomen. They're scent--Fallon, who's already marked me, and these two powerful alphas--it's too much.

And Rafe cocks his head when I look back at him, a true smile on his face now--a wicked smile.

"Hell, kitten...you're still in heat," he mutters. "You want me."

"I want to be treated like a human being," I huff out. "And right now...right now I don't feel like one."

"You didn't satisfy her?" Rafe chides, looking at Fallon with a cocked eyebrow.

"I tried," Fallon says, his voice soft. "But--"

"He did," I cut him off. "He was right in the middle of...ah!"

It hurts so bad, my body begging to be fucked by an alpha. Before I can stop them, I realize I've stumbled toward Rafe, and he catches me in his arms like my body is telling me what it wants.

And when I feel his calloused hands on my skin...I know my body is absolutely right.

I don't just want this. I need this.

"You need to be fucked by an alpha," Rafe says. "By your mate. Can't you feel it, Jade?"

I inhale sharply and whine, my resistance dwindling when he starts to purr. "Yes...yes, I can."

"That's fucking right," Rafe says.

Then he looks up at the others, who stand completely still on either side of the room.

"Get out," he says.

I'm scared to be left alone with him...but Iwantto be left alone with him. I don't know if it's my traitorous body or my rational mind, but it suddenly seems like a very good idea to get into bed with Rafe.

All three of them would be great, but...if this is how he insists on having it.

I'll take it.

"This is my place," Fallon says. "I'm staying."

"I'm okay," I say weakly, looking back at him. "Fallon...this doesn't change anything..."

"But Jade--"

"Get out of here!" Rafe roars.

I think Hawk is bigger than him, at least by a few pounds, but it doesn't matter; around here, Rafe is king. Hawk leaves right away--but Fallon hangs back, swallowing hard. He still looks rough from the beating he took from Rafe, a black eye making his green iris blaze bright, while a busted lip is still an angry red.

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