An Omega For Sale by Kess

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I felt fingers brush my hair away from my face and caress my checks lightly. The rough fingers continued down my face, chasing an invincible pattern and the action caused my eyes to flotter open.

I blushed furiously when my eyes came in contact with the Alphs. What was he doing here? On second thoughts, why was my bed suddenly so soft?

Then my eyes widened in realization, I wasn’t in my bed. I was even in my room, but the Alpha’s.

A wave of panic went through me. Jessy. She was all alone in my room. How did I get up here in the first place!

Before I could process these thoughts, the Alpha was back to tracing invisible patterns, this time on my arms, when I looked to him again, I shuddered from the intense lust and desire in his grey orbs. His touch was gentle, but it sent chills down my spine nonetheless.

He continued to trace a pattern down my arms and when he reached the bottom of my shirt he locked eyes with me, his grey orbs were as usual, cold, hard and beautiful but this time they swirled with lust and the sight heated my body and sent tingles shooting up my spine.

Greyson’s hand found their way into my shirt and he rested callous hands against me stomach, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my

skin.

tracing a path, first slowly running his thumb along my side and stopping at my ribs before continuing upwards and once he got to my boobs, he paused for a second and without warning he tweaked

between us was so heated and

of my lips at the deep, husky tone

nodded quickly to the question and in the next second my shirt was being pulled off, making my chest exposed to the

couldn’t be sure if it was the cold air

was hungry, demanding, and needy while mine was soft, hesitant and

and his tongue slid inside my mouth as he ran

of passionate makeout we broke apart for breath, but Greyson didn’t let me go, instead he stared deeply into my eyes from his position on top me and I watched

something else. Anger? Why was he

he didn’t wait for me to respond before he

moved again but the voice did not belong to him, it was too high pitched and quite frankly feminine. “Wake up Freyal” His lips moved again and it was this time I recognized the voice.

flipped open and I came onto with a gasp, jerking a little and almost landing on the floor when made

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I said, placing my hands in my chest to try to get my thrumming

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