The Omega Mated To The Four

Chapter 61

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After finishing our sparring session, Elijah suggested we run on the readmills to cool down. The gym was nearly empty now, the hum of the treadmill beneath my feet the only sound in the arena, w

the last ones left in the arena, were

the rest of the facility

eerily quiet.

I glanced over at him from the corner of my eye, his powerful strides keeping pace effortlessly, his muscles tense under the sheen of sweat that glistened on his skin. Even after our sparring match, he sll looked fresh, while I felt like I'd run a marathon.

I slowed the treadmill down catching my breath "I need a shower," said, wrinkling

my nose as I wiped the sweat from her forehead. "I feel gross."

Elijah gave me a sidelong glance, smirking. "You look like you need

"he teased.

I rolled my eyes but didn't respond, too tired to come up with a witty comeback. I grabbed my gym bag and started heading toward the locker rooms, the cool air hitting my damp skin as I moved away from the heat of the machines.

As I walked, I noticed Elijah following closely behind me. I stopped and turned to face him, raising an eyebrow. "Why are you following me?"

He looked at me like I had just asked the dumbest question in the world. "The men's and women's locker rooms are literally next to each other, where else would I go," he said matter-of-factly raising a brow while he gestured to the signs on the walls.

rolled my eyes again. "Right. Of course." I said as I looked at the familiar hallway that split into the men's and women's sections. I watched him disappear into the men's side, shaking my head before entering the women's locker room.

Once inside, I dropped my bag onto the bench and started stripping off my clothes, feeling the sticky fabric cling to my skin. I grabbed my essentials from the bag-soap, shower oil, and a towel and made my way to the shower stalls, eager to wash off the layer of grime that coated my body.

The hot water felt amazing as it cascaded over me, washing away the sweat and soreness from the training session. I tilted my head back, letting the warmth soothe my aching muscles, closing my eyes and enjoying the brief moment of peace.

But that peace didn't last long.

Without warning, the shower curtain was yanked open with a loud whoosh, and I let out a startled scream, instinctively covering myself as I spun around. My heart raced, my mind immediately jumping to the worst possible conclusions. But before I could react further, Elijah stepped into the shower, his eyes dark with an intensity that made my breath catch in my throat.

What the hell?!"

Elijah stood there, a sly grin on his face as he leaned casually against the frame completely naked.

"What are you doing?!" I hissed, my voice a mix of anger and embarrassment as I trying to maintain some semblance of modesty despite the fact that I was completely bare in front of him..

"You said you needed a shower," he said, his tone teasing. "Figured d join you."

"Get out!" I demanded, my face burning."Elijah, I'm serious-"

word. Instead, he closed the shower curtain behind him and stepped closer, his towering frame filling the small space. My protests died in my throat as his lips crashed against mine his kiss hard and possessive, silencing any argument I might have had. His hands gripped my hips firmly, and before I knew it, he lifted me off the ground, pressing me up against

kiss, my body reacting instinctively to the sudden intensity

was electrifying,

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found my hands tangling in his wet hair, pulling him closer as if touldn't get enough of

couldn't suppress the shiver that ran through me. The water continued to pour down over us,

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Stormi," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "Tell me,

I couldn't say it. The words

to pull us together, no matter how hard I tried to resist. And in that moment, nothing else mattered-not my anger, not the confusion, not even the lingering pain from the past. It

he pressed me harder against the wall, his mouth never leaving mine as he continued to kiss me with a desperation that mirrored my own. Every touch sent sparks through

sensation of it all.

felt a surge of heat pooling in my core. I responded to

but the heat of his body and the intensity of his kiss

to think clearly.

against his lips, my

my gaze, his dark

"Tell me to stop," he

softly, his voice rough.

my chest. Instead of answering, I wrapped my arms tighter around his

the kiss.

my legs around his waist as he pressed me against the cool tile wall, his

his hardness inches from

down over us, mingling with the heat of our bodies as we lost our selves in the

trembling as I pulled back slightly to meet his gaze.

expression softer

loudly I was sure he could hear it. "What

brushed mine again, a featherlight touch that sent another wave of warmth

drowned

felt toward him-the magnetic connection