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Logically, I know I should stop whatever this is, but as Dash pulls up to the house, I want nothing more than to give in to him. He’s just so damn easy. He makes me laugh, makes me feel treasured, and he treats me like a princess.
He’s so much different than Zane, and maybe I want to throw caution to the wind because I just want him.
I don’t know if letting things go too far will make him figure out I’m actually an omega. I mean, I don’t really have the same parts as a beta, but I have parts, and at the end of the day, that is all that matters. I think. Maybe. I am definitely wrong.
As his scent envelops me, I find it harder to remember why that would be such a bad thing. The omega in me screams for completion, drowning out the logical part of my brain that’s frantically waving red flags.
“Looks like everyone is out,” he says, pulling into the driveway and shutting off the engine. A flutter of nerves rockets through me. “All the better for us.”
“Come on, goofball.” I open the door and walk to the front door. I don’t know how I feel. I don’t know what I feel—well, that is until I get to the front door and a cramp hits me hard and fast.
I swallow hard, my body going rigid. Time seems to slow as I feel the telltale warmth spreading through me, a ticking time bomb of pheromones about to explode. My heart pounds in my chest as I realize I’m seconds away from exposing my biggest secret.
“Door should be open,” Dash mutters.
I try the handle. It isn’t open, but it doesn’t matter. I can’t fucking move.
The nerves in my legs begin to misfire, starting in my thighs and working their way down, then the next cramp hits.
“Guess Zane locked it.” Oblivious, Dash comes up behind me, placing a hand on the base of my spine.
Oh no. Oh no.
It’s a simple touch, really. Innocent.
Right then, though, biology decides to put a chokehold on my designation.
I get a whiff of his scent.
Ocean. Salt. Musk. Man. Alpha.
“Hey, are you okay?” Dash turns to me. “Fuck, your cheeks are bright red.” He places a palm on my cheek. “You’re burning up.”
That’s definitely a problem.
“Let’s get you in. You don’t look okay.” He presses on my back to usher me inside, but if I move, I’ll slick, and, well…
He will smell that.
“I need to go.” I choke on the words. I don’t want to go. I want to lick his dick like a lollipop and choke myself on his knot.
No. Stop thinking.
Can’t. We need sex.
“What?” He picks me up in a fireman carry.
There is no holding back the slick that pours out of me right next to his nose.
I know the moment he smells me. Dash pivots, kicks the door closed, and freezes.
“Aria,” he rumbles, his voice deepening. “Fuck, that scent.”
“You should let me down.” I’m totally panicking.
Ever so slowly, he lets me down, but not before he drags me down the front of his body.
The omega in me wraps her legs around his waist.
