Hidden Omega (Knot My Pack Omegaverse Book 1)
Hidden Omega: Chapter 17

Silence permeated the air while night spread its wings across my room, promising to drive me to madness if I stayed in my bedroom any longer.

I lay on the bed, feverish and restless. A balmy heat clung to me, though it could just as easily be my heat cycle. I’d showered three times today to cool down and wore a soft pastel pink and almost transparent nightgown, but it was light and all I could bear touching my skin without stirring arousal. So short of walking around naked, I dressed in the flimsiest thing I could replace from the collection of clothing Thelma had bought for me.

Two days had passed with no sign of Shadow and Aspen.

Daniel and Viper had kept their distance from me, which was for the best. Considering I was horny as hell or so angry about being by myself when I needed them the most, I was ready to tear someone’s head off. The ache flaring deep within me pushed me to replace Viper, tie him down, and have my way with him.

Groaning, I pushed up from the bed, and my skin seemed to tighten around me. A low purr slipped past my throat, heat curling around me, caressing me.

My heat was driving me crazy.

I missed the Alphas, which was insane because how could I miss someone I was just getting to know?

Getting out of bed, I padded on bare feet to my door, which I’d unlocked after Thelma brought up dinner. In the hallway, a light flickered from downstairs, and the voices sounded like Daniel and Thelma.

To keep from going mad, I decided I’d explore the house. Climbing to the next level, which I hadn’t checked out, I strolled on silent steps along the dimly lit hallways. I discovered a room with a pool table, as well as two bathrooms. The next three doors along the hall were empty. The fourth one was a bedroom with the lamp switched on.

From the moment I spotted Aspen’s shirt left on the floor, I knew I’d entered his room. The two windows were open, and wind fluttered into the room. There were unlit candles on every surface, a floor lamp, as well as lamps on the nightstands on each side of his bed. A chair with a red velvet covering sat near the wall of books. A dresser stood to the left of his bed, a chest at the foot. I frowned when I discovered a lock on the wooden chest. I pulled it just in case but gave up when it was obvious I’d need metal cutters to get into it. The man had a right to his secrets, I guessed.

Two pairs of thick black biker boots sat by the door, and when I opened the cupboard and found a leather jacket, I realized Aspen must have a motorcycle.

Leaving the room behind, I moved down the hallway, where I discovered another open door and stepped inside.

There wasn’t a lot of furniture. All the clothes were in a closet, neatly hung on hangers, color coordinated. That might be a little obsessive, but it made me wonder if this room belonged to Shadow. He liked to be in control. Maybe a little too much.

My gaze settled on a ring that was far too feminine to be for a man sitting on a silver platter on top of his dresser. None of the men wore jewelry, so the ring must mean something to Shadow. The bare walls surprised me. I’d half expected portraits or photos of his family, but there wasn’t a single image.

He was a man who needed little, who wanted a quiet place to rest but didn’t need a bunch of things to distract him. Things didn’t matter to him, which made me think people did. I didn’t think he spent a lot of time in the room, so it wasn’t a special place for him. Being around others was what he cared about, and from what I knew about him and the things I’d learned, his pack held the highest value.

As in the previous room, the breeze rushed into the room from the opened windows. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I decided I would confront Viper tomorrow about helping me. Maybe the Alpha had some compassion in that stubborn head of his, and if not, I’d go as far as to ask for Daniel’s soothing touch.

The longer I glanced around the room, the more I felt myself sway as a low purr danced over my throat. I missed the Alphas terribly, needing to be touched to stop the burning ache that slammed into me suddenly so intensely, I might have cried out.

Finding myself drowning in desire, I sweated from how quickly I’d burned up, how even the thought of being with Aspen and Shadow, my thighs made a squelching sound when I squeezed them together. I shook my head to clear it, but lust rolled over me again and again. With it came a frustration that had my eyes tearing up from how badly I longed for an Alpha’s dick.

“Fuck you, Shadow and Aspen, for being gone for two whole days,” I growled under my breath. With the flaring irritation, an idea popped into my head, consuming me until I was on my feet and shutting the door, so I was alone in Shadow’s room. I frantically ripped my nightgown off before throwing myself onto his bed.

I squirmed, drawing in one raspy breath after the other as I lay there, lightly rubbing my fingers over my hardened nipples. The prick of awareness that someone could walk in on me heightened the desire tightening my core.

Grabbing one of his pillows, I tucked it between my thighs, all the way up to where I was drenched, and rocked into it, wanting him to smell me in the middle of the night and go crazy with need. I wasn’t normally someone to seek revenge, but my insides were twisting with pain, and the struggle was real.

Yet being in his bed secretly grew alluring, exciting, wild. I swapped pillows, ensuring I gave each one just enough scent, so when he came to my room in the middle of the night, horny as well, I would tell him I wasn’t in the mood.

Grinning to myself, I gyrated into his pillow, my fingers pinching my nipples, my mind picturing his huge elephant trunk of a cock pushing into me.

The flare of arousal hit me faster than I expected, and in a heartbeat, the climax rushed through me. I thrashed on the bed, rubbing my pussy against the pillow, a cry in my throat. The raw surge of satisfaction eased the ache just enough for me to breathe easily and a smile to curl my lips. It wasn’t close to the complete fulfillment an Alpha could bring me, but it smothered the pain.

My breath caught as I hurried out of bed and fixed the crumpled sheets. A wet patch lay on each pillow, but I figured it was bound to dry by the time Shadow returned. I pulled my nightgown back on, then snuck out of the room, laughing to myself, running down the hallway.

Viper

Steam wafted off my body as I emerged from the shower, only to replace the Omega in the doorway studying me. She had her skirt wrenched up by her hand between her thighs, rubbing herself.

“Oops, was I not supposed to stare?” she purred, not moving or lowering her hand from her between her legs.

Just watching her get off in front of me sent my cock into a frenzy, getting so hard, I groaned from the rush.

“If it’s a dangerous game you want to play, then be prepared,” I growled and stepped toward her, water droplets sliding down my body, which she eyed. “Now, should we do something about that greedy pussy of yours?” I asked, my voice raspy, my heart thumping so loudly, it spun the room with me.

She remained several steps away from me, and still, I inhaled the intoxicating scent of her orange blossom tangled with the sultry smell of her sex. It hung heavy in the air, flooding my senses to where I even tasted her on the back of my throat.

“Is that a promise?” she breathed.

When she made a small moaning sound, I closed the distance between us and pushed her dress up and over her head, wanting her naked. Slick dripped down the inside of her thighs as I pulled her hand away from that delicious pussy.

“You’re soaking for me, aren’t you?”

“You want to fuck me, don’t you, Alpha?”

She retreated from the bathroom, and like a puppet of a string, I followed, unable to stop inhaling the scent that sent jolts of arousal straight to my dick.

“It’s what you want, isn’t it? For your pussy to cream my cock and to scream as I push my cock into your pussy.”

“Well, that depends,” she said with a laugh, then swung around and abruptly ran down the hallway. “If you can catch me.”

My heart thumped, my cock hard as hell as I stared at the Omega darting away from me, her bare ass jiggling, the most beautiful sight in the world. Except that wasn’t the case. The best view was her spread for me, her pink, juicy lips swollen and dripping with my seed.

Running after her, I knew once I caught her, I’d fuck her so hard, the whole house would hear us.

Ijolted awake in my bed, my cock bursting with cum, spearing everywhere like a fucking fountain. Shuddering, I grunted, the Omega’s smell suffocating me while my cock pumped as if I plunged into her.

When I finally came to a rest, I lay in bed completely undone, my cock not going down. Not when the dream felt so real, and I longed for her soaking pussy. Her scent grew, and it almost smelled as if she was here, sitting on my face. I wasn’t sure if I was losing my mind from working hard to keep my distance from her and clear my head of her arousal and telling myself I wasn’t ready for another Omega.

The air was perfumed with her as if I wasn’t the only one who’d had a randy dream, except hers trickled through the whole damn house.

How was I supposed to ignore her? After losing Lillian five years ago, I vowed I wouldn’t commit myself to another. Sure, I’d fuck as many as I wanted, but when it came to matters of the heart, I was closed off. Problem was, when it came to an Omega in heat who drew you to her like a siren, it was close to impossible to make it a purely carnal pleasure. The link between Omegas and Alphas was linked to the heart, as well as deep-rooted emotions. Something I’d wanted to avoid.

And here I was, waking up with a full-blown climax from her scent.

“Fuck!” I rolled over in bed and covered my head with the pillow. Contemplating going to stay in a hotel, an explosion of pussy smells slammed into me, so strong, so powerful, my cock pulsed, ready to come once more from her fragrance alone.

What the hell!

I ripped the pillow off and came up for air, replaceing it easier to breathe, which meant… Staring down at the pillow, I pulled it up to my nose and inhaled. The ripe smell of her slick was as thick and heavy as if I had my face buried in her pussy.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” That minx snuck into my room and rubbed her sweet, delicious pussy over my bed to drive me wild. It had everything to do with me ignoring her. A furious hunger rose, a sense of retribution. She did not know what she’d awakened in me.

I roared to my feet, shaking my head, except her scent clung to me. I’d never be able to sleep in my bed again without cumming, and she knew it.