25. Ella

Chapter twenty-five

Ella

F or just a short moment in time, everything is right with the world, and maybe that mountain lion did kill me after all and this is heaven?

Now his sour cherry scent surrounds me twenty-four-seven. It's there when I wake up, and it's there when I fall asleep at night.

Brody refuses to leave my side; he even joins me in my nest in the tiny closet, but it just so happens that it's big enough for the both of us.

No Alpha in the world could fit in such a tight space. Even Alastor could barely get through the door the other day when he was sneaking around my room.

We watch videos on his phone, laughing nonstop at silly cats, and he truly is precious.

His warmth surrounds me, and it's more than my Omega can take.

I have been deprived of attention like this my entire life, and Brody just makes me feel so special.

As we laugh at a cat who tries to capture a little light on the wall I hold him close, wishing that this moment could last forever.

"I always wanted a cat. I was never allowed one as a kid," he sighs.

"Why?"

"My dad was allergic. One of the biggest Alphas you could ever meet, yet he was foiled by a tiny, fluffy kitten."

I giggle, and he looks around at me in pleasant surprise. His eyes warm and a blush takes over my cheeks.

"What?"

His smile grows. "You're cute when you laugh, Ella."

My heart pounds when he calls me Ella, and now my face flushes even hotter.

"Oh."

He chuckles, a warm, soft sound, and now he puts his phone into his pocket and just stares at me.

I feel my cheeks burning up the longer he gazes, and finally, I turn away.

"Why are you so shy?" he asks.

I… have no idea.

I never was the shy type.

Put any Alpha in front of me, and I will gladly take him on. But put me in front of Brody? I shrink and shy away.

I know I am not good enough for him. He's the perfect poster boy. Every pack's dream Omega, while I'm… I'm a…

I can't even finish the sentence.

Yet it goes without saying.

I am a disease. I would be better off dead yet he still looks at me like I'm the most beautiful thing he has seen.

Instead of a devil, he sees an angel, and I don't deserve it.

He knows what I am, yet he shows me kindness.

He even demeans himself by joining me in my poor excuse of a nest, which is just a bunch of pillows and blankets on a hard floor.

Brody has a huge nest and three Alphas.

But he spends his time with me in a closet watching cat videos.

"I guess it doesn't matter now. You're just as cute as any cat, Ella."

That pink takes over my cheeks, and he sits up, propping his head on his hand. "You have no idea, do you?"

I seriously don't know what he's talking about.

There are a lot of things I don't know, but he has truly left me stumped.

"You're beautiful, Ella… Even when you're covered in cougar blood."

My heart thumps when he boops my nose, and I hide at last, throwing the blankets over my face.

He yanks them back, wanting to see my face. "Don't hide, Ella. Trust me. I've been around so-called beauties for most of my life, and not one of them holds a candle to you."

Beauties?

Something writhes in the pit of my stomach, and I have no idea what comes over me.

I will kill all those beauties...

He laughs. "It wasn't like that, Ella. I hated those girls. They made my life miserable for years. There was one… Bridget… pure evil."

Well, that doesn't make me feel better. Now I want to find this Bridget and gouge her eyes out for daring to make my Omega so miserable.

He chuckles, reaching across to wipe the angry line between my brows. "Don't fret. She's long gone now. Probably settling in with her own pack. She was so good that she graduated two years early. "

I don't care how good she was, she will never be as precious as Brody.

He is the perfect Omega.

What I would dream to be like someday.

But I could never be so demure and innocent.

I'm too batshit for that.

These hands have drawn blood.

Brody winces. "What's at my back?"

I'm confused at first as I don't know what he's referring to. But when he tugs out a shirt with a little bowtie, I die of embarrassment, and now I wish that the ground would swallow me whole.

"What's my shirt doing in here?"

Busted.

It seems I really was nesting in the end.

Just like he said.

And now he knows that I have been collecting his shirts like some creepy pervert.

I'm so twisted.

I have humped those shirts and I bet they smell more like watermelon than cherry now.

His throat bobs and then he looks over at me, and I'm sure his glasses steam next. "You've been taking my shirts?"

I love how he doesn't say steal. He's too polite for that.

"Yes. S-sorry…"

An awkward silence falls over the closet, and I guess this is the moment he leaves and returns to his Alphas.

He may even request that I go back to the cell.

I have overstepped a line.

Omegas are possessive over their things.

"It's okay, Ella. I'm actually relieved. I was wondering where all my shirts were going. Thought I was going mad. Even Kellen was none the wiser."

He laughs good-naturedly, and I gaze at him surprised. "You're not mad?"

"Heavens, no. I… actually think it's kinda hot."

His comment leaves me speechless, and I have no idea how to respond.

Something comes over me. My Omega rears her head, and now she wants to claim what's hers.

My eyes find the delicate skin of his neck—that little pulse beating beneath his skin, and that's when I start to salivate.

Mine.

Brody's eyes become molten, and I'm not sure what happens next. The air between us buzzes like electricity, and the next thing I know, he's fisting my hair, pressing his mouth against mine.

The world tilts on its axis, and now all I can focus on is the sensation of his lips.

They really are soft.

He pulls away again, a blush taking over his face. "Sorry… I shouldn't…"

He's sweating and my mind is still spinning from his kiss.

That was my first kiss…

And I want more.

With a shaking hand, I reach out, grabbing his cheek, and I don't know what he sees in my eyes because then he's on top of me, stealing the breath from my lungs like an incubus.

His hands are feverish as he runs them up and down my body, and a feral sound escapes him—one that sounds a little Alpha, but with a sweet Omega twist.

When he pulls away, his pupils are fully blown, taking over his soft brown eyes, and my lungs seize at the expression on his face.

"You're mine, Ella… Mine …"

No longer does he speak in dulcet tones. His voice is husky like an Alpha's, and I just stare at him in complete shock.

What happened to my sweet Omega?

Before I can so much as speak, he crushes his mouth against my lips again, and then he carries on his tortuous path down my neck, biting my jawline along the way.

A gasp escapes me as he nips slightly at my pulse and then my brain short-circuits.

He doesn't stop, kissing fiery trails down my body as he passes through the valley of my breasts, across my stomach until he reaches the apex of my thighs.

Once again, he claims me, and that shy Omega has vanished at last as Brody takes what rightfully belongs to him, slipping his tongue between my slit.

Lights explode in my eyes, and I can't help it anymore. I need to touch him, so I reach down, grasping fistfuls of his curly hair.

He growls when I tug at his roots, and the sound vibrates against my pussy. Heavy gasps pump from my lips as he finds a sweet spot, grazing it with his teeth, and finally, I come into his mouth.

When he slides his finger inside, placing his thumb at my backside, I release for a second time.

My thighs clench his cheeks in an iron grip as he eats my pussy like a starved man, and I'm shaking from head to toe.

My body is boneless, but I don't want him to stop.

When he finishes me off, he moves back up to my face, and now my slick drips from his chiseled lips.

His glasses are definitely fogged now, and I can no longer see his eyes.

But when I tug them off his upturned nose, I find that they're completely black.

The brown has gone, but I know that my sweet Omega is still in there somewhere.

He's just buried beneath this… I don't know what.

I've been around entitled males my whole life. Ones who act as if they have every right to my body, but when he takes me like that… I fully submit.

I'm all his.

He can take me any way he wants. I would even let him tie me up and blindfold me.

Finally, he comes to, shutting his eyes, and now he returns to his normal self. "Sorry… no idea what came over me."

I don't care what it was. He can do it again and again and again.

"It's okay. I enjoyed it."

"You did? I've… never gone down on a girl before… I'm not even used to giving head. I… don't have much experience. So far, only the guys have… you know…"

My Omega can't help but rear her jealous head again as I think about those brutish Alphas touching what is mine.

I smile and his pupils soften. "Well, you did amazingly well for your first time. I don't have much experience myself. So…"

He doesn't need to ask for further explanation.

Yes, Alphas have taken privileges with my body, but they never took it too far.

If they did, I would have bitten their cocks off.

But I have never had a cock in my mouth.

I want Brody's to be my first.

"Well, we can teach each other…" Brody purrs and it affects his voice, waking something deep and primal in me.

Finally, he nestles back down beside me, and now he wraps me up in his arms, pressing his nose into my hair as I fall asleep to his gentle Omega purr.

I could happily die this way.

Because it would be a life well lived.