Page 94 of Generation Omega: Revealed
Under my attentive gaze, his cock begins to rise to the occasion, revealing he’s a showeranda grower—holy freaking alpha cock!
My inner omega purrs in response, humbled now, apologetic and seeking my forgiveness, just like the legacy.
It doesn’t have to be a war between us. There is harmony here. Don’t send me away. I’ve come so far to find the one with enough fight in her to better the world. It’s you. It’s you. It’s you. Claim it and make the world a garden again.
“Talk?” Gideon asks tightly, struggling for control.
“Yes, please,alpha.”
His cock bounces against him, expanding even more in response to his title. Every muscle is taut as he sits at the head of the bed and reaches for my hand. I use the balance he provides to climb onto his lap, nestling his cock between us.
Gideon brushes his fingers over my cheeks. “What do you want to discuss, my lovely fated mate?”
My nerves dance around, refusing to take their assigned seats. Bringing this up now is decidedly unpleasant, but it must be done. “I asked you a question in the penthouse before we were rudely interrupted by the professor’s arrival. I still need an answer. Just know, if you love someone like I love Ethan, I’ll find a way to make things work. I don’t want to be your cage either.”
His smile is tender. “There’s no one else, baby girl.”
I don’t conceal my confusion. “But the tabloids…allthose women.”
“It’s all smoke and mirrors in the industry. I didn’t actually date any of them. They’re friends, and I perform a public service of sorts. I give them cover to love the people they love, those who wouldn’t help their careers or who aren’t public figures. I’ve got the reputation for dating any attractive woman, which doesn’t hurt my career, and I’m happy to help, attending premieres, being seen out and about, always with paparazzi tipped off ahead of time.”
His hands move over my shoulders. “There’s no one but you. I didn’t know what I was waiting for, but now I’m certain I’ve been waiting for you all my life.”
I feel too light not to smile, and I don’t bother hiding my relief. For him and his happiness, I would have found a way, but I’m ecstatic that I don’t have to share him. Gideon Blake ismine. “You could have had all those glamorous women and now you’re stuck with me,” I tease.
He’s amused by me, charmed in a delightful way. “They’re not just glamorous. They’re goofy, driven, intelligent, and wonderful women. But they aren’t and never could beyou. Maybe someday, I’ll be able to introduce you, when life settles down.”
“Do you think it will?”
“I know it will.”
“Day two, right?”
“Exactly.” He leans his forehead against mine. “What else?”
I giggle. “I honestly can’t think of anything other than climbing aboard and getting this party started.”
Gideon draws a breath and his eyes drift closed. “Your scent… it’s back.” Then his teeth are on my neck and I’m baring it for him, desperate for his bite.
What surprises me is the ferocity in me to bite him? Is that even a thing?
Yes… yes… yes, my inner omega sings.
But he doesn’t bite me, just tastes me, grazing his teeth against my skin and making me whine.
“Gideon,” I moan, “what if I want to bite you?”
He pulls back, his broad grin stunning. “Nothing would make me happier, but…”
“What?”
“My inner alpha…” He clears his throat. “… wants off the leash. He doesn’t want a delicate bite. He wants to chomp down on you and make you ours.”
Our shared pulse ramps up, and I’m dizzy.
It’s an epic struggle to form words. “My inner omega approves of that plan. She wants raunchy, rough, hot banging—hours and hours of it.”
Gideon swallows and groans. “Yes, that works for me.” But he pauses, his hands gently cradling my face. “Tell me you’re ready for us to set our primal urges free.”
