Page 55 of The Omega

I leaned down, brushing my lips against hers, tasting the salty sweetness of her breath.

“Are you happy right now?”

Opal nodded as her lips whispered against mine. “But I’d be happier if we could get out of here.”

*

I rested my hand on Opal’s bare knee as she leaned forward, letting the camera guy crawl out of the backseat in front of the restaurant.

“Give us a second to get set up,” he said, flustered from trying to record in the nightclub. “We need better footage of you two exiting the vehicle.”

“Sure.” Opal smiled as she looked my way.

He closed the door and—

I shifted to first and left them behind in our dust, listening to my mate’s laughter fill the night.

*

“You totally planned this!” Opal giggled as we sat on the hood of my GTO under the starry night with the airport runway and their lights down below the cliff where I’d parked.

“What makes you think that?” I sipped from the bottle of spiced rum, offering her more of the kettle corn I’d packed in the trunk earlier.

“How did you know about this spot?” She snuggled next to my side.

“Contrary to what the press says about me, I can read maps.” I chuckled.

“So, you’re not really a delusional playboy?” She asked softly, smiling when I shook my head. “And what would you have done if I wanted to go inside the restaurant?”

“I would’ve wined and dined you like a proper gentleman.” I touched my heart, offended that she didn’t think I’d provide. I took care of what was mine, no matter the cost. “If you’re hungry, I have more snacks.”

“It’s okay. Atlas fed me earlier,” she said.

The night air turned cold.

You should’ve made her eat dinner. My wolf reprimanded me. I growled back at him.

Opal shivered. “Atlas said the two of you had a truce?”

I shook my head, trying to shake off the possessive nature of my beast, and gathered her back under my arm. “For now. We’re more concerned with making sure we take care of you while we sort this all out. Are you cold?”

Heat pulsed from her as her scent warmed.

I’d thought she’d shivered from the breeze, but something burned within her eyes as she looked up at me.

“I know a way you can warm me up.”

My wolf howled at the waxing moon shining bright above as Opal climbed onto my lap.

Her dress rode up and I rested my hands on those milky thighs, spreading them further as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders.

And I burned, feeling the heat of her center press through her thin panties as she lined herself up with my cock straining through my pants.

Her hair fell around us as she tilted my chin up. Our breaths mingled like fog in the curtain of her making as those beautiful eyes stared into my soul.

She smiled. “Kiss m—”

I didn’t wait for her to finish the request.