We Are Worthy, page 16
Sawyer and Finn always seem a bit shocked when they growl or purr like an Alpha does. It’s not something I think they’re used to, and with me being their Omega, I bring it out in them. Natural instincts kicking in.
Dom is always growly, so there’s no change for him. Tristan is pack leader, and the most Alpha of them all. Some people just don’t see it when they first look at him.
We all get into the limo and leave the community. I haven’t been outside of Calling Wood since I arrived, so it’s going to be nice to not have to be around everyone who knows my pack and me; to avoid the judgmental stares and whispers.
The limo is quiet, everyone looks around at each other, wondering what to say or do. My eyes roam over my Alphas, taking in each of their outfits of choice for tonight.
None of them are wearing their suit jackets since it’s too hot down here in California. So, Tristan is in navy blue pants and dress shirt with a black tie. Sawyer is wearing a classic white shirt, black pants. Finn is wearing black pants and a red and black striped shirt, but Dom is the one who stands out the most. He’s in beige dress pants and a plaid button up. He looks like a sexy lumberjack that I’d like to crawl up onto and ride his log.
At that thought, the whole car erupts in low growls as my perfume fills the space. My cheeks heat, and I look up. “Oh, look, a sunroof,” I say, pressing the button to open it and standing up, popping my head outside.
The guys all protest below me, but I feel a rush of joy as I look around. The sun is starting to set, casting beautiful shades of yellows, oranges, and pinks across the sky. We're driving alongside the ocean, and I can see boats out at sea, birds flying over.
The wind is cool, perfect, as it hits my face. My curls are probably going to be ruined, but right now, I can’t find it in me to care.
“Pretty Girl,” Sawyer says, popping his head up next to me. “You have the guys in a tizzy down there.”
“I’m sorry, but look,” I say, not taking my eyes off the water, a big smile on my face. “It’s so pretty.”
“Yeah, you are,” he says, making my eyes snap to his. He has a soft smile on his lips that has my heart melting. His eyes glance down at my lips, and before he can say or do anything else, I grab the back of his head and kiss him.
He moans, getting a whimper from me as my belly flutters. Curses erupt below us, and I giggle against his lips as he chuckles.
“I’ll never get sick of the taste of your lips and the musical sound of your laughter.”
I blush, biting my lip and ducking down, not wanting my Alphas to worry any longer.
The drive isn’t long, and before I know it, we're stopping outside the restaurant.
“This place is so cute!” I say in awe as we get out of the limo. It’s a nice brick building that has a wrap-around porch with an outside seating area underneath fairy lights. There’s live music coming from inside, and the vibe is relaxed yet classy. A part of me is really happy they brought me here and not some fancy place where I’d be too worried about saying or doing the wrong thing.
My heart beats a little faster, knowing they know me well enough to bring me to a place that suits me.
“I’ve been wanting to come here for a while. I thought you might like the place?” Tristan says, looking at me with slight nerves.
“I love it,” I tell him, wrapping my arms around his body and smiling up at him.
“I’m glad,” he says with a slight growl, making me shiver as he takes my lips with his.
“I’m starving,” Dom grumbles, making me chuckle.
“Me too,” I tell him.
“Then what are we waiting for?” he says, taking my hand in his. “We have an Omega to feed.”
We enter through the front door and are greeted by a pretty, blonde Beta. “Hi. Welcome to Harmony’s. Do you have a reservation?”
“Hello. Yes, under Ashwood,” Tristan says, wrapping his arm around me.
“Alright, table for six?”
“Please. And outside in the back with a waterfront view, please. I requested it in advance.”
The woman looks at her computer for a moment, then nods. “I see you have.” She grabs some menus before giving us a bright smile.
We follow her outside and around to the back. There’s only one other table with people back here, and I’m glad we’ll have some privacy. Sawyer pulls out a chair for me, and I thank him with a smile before sitting down. He sits next to me with Finn on my other side. Knox sits next to him, then Dom and Tristan, until we’re all seated around the circular table.
“Here are your menus. Is there anything I can get you to drink to start?”
My eyes go wide when I’m hit with the realization that I can now drink. “I’ll have a pina colada please,” I ask her. “And a water.” The guys look at me with small grins, and I grin back.
Tristan, Dom, and Knox order beer while Finn orders an iced tea and Sawyer orders a rum and coke with a pitcher of water for the table.
When she turns to leave, she casts a lingering look at Knox that bothers me. Knox is a very attractive man, and I know he turns heads, but I don’t like the look she gave him.
He didn’t seem to notice, just looking at me with a tilt to his head. I give him a smile, trying to brush the feeling off. It was just a look, Tia, nothing more.
“Since when do you drink, Love?” Tristan asks.
“Since tonight,” I tell him. “So, I’m not sure how I’ll react. Be ready, just in case,” I tease.
“Ready for what?” Knox asks with a grin.
“Well, it could go a few different ways. I could be a lightweight, and you could end up holding my hair back while I puke, or maybe it will make me horny, and I’ll end up keeping you up all night.”
They all growl, liking the idea of that. My cheeks flush because I was joking... kinda.
We all make light conversion as we look over our menus. I’m stuck between a very yummy looking shrimp dish or a chicken and salsa dish. I go with the chicken because seafood with alcohol doesn’t sound good to me.
“Alright, here are your drinks,” the waitress says, setting the tray down, giving everyone what they asked for. “Are we ready to order?”
I ask for the chicken first, then the guys give her their picks, most of the guys get the steak, while Finn gets spaghetti.
As she picks up all the menus, she goes out of her way to brush her hand along Knox’s arm. His eyes snap up to hers in slight shock, but she just gives him a sexy, little grin.
A growl rumbles, and for a moment I’m wondering what Alpha of mine is seeing this and getting pissed off in my honor. Then I realize it’s me. Well, that’s new.
The Beta woman looks back at me in surprise before taking off.
“Is my little Kitten jealous? As hot as it is, you have nothing to worry about, Little Omega. I’m all yours.”
I know this. He has my mark, and I have his, but seeing another woman touching him... it makes me uneasy.
Giving him a smile, I nod, not wanting to talk about it. I’m not used to feeling this way, but when it comes to my guys, I find myself being very protective. I take a sip of my drink to distract myself, and it’s really good. I’m going to have to stop myself from having more than one because I can see myself easily drinking these like they’re juice.
The guys fall into easy conversation, and I enjoy just sitting here and listening. Sometimes they ask me something or I ask them, getting to know each other a little bit more. We will get into more personal details when I have my one on one time with each of them. For now I just enjoy being out with my new family.
“What are you smiling about, Pretty Girl?” Sawyer whispers into my ear. I jump a little, being pulled out of my head. I shiver, and move to cross my legs because of the effect he’s having on my body, but he puts his hand on my thigh, keeping me from closing them.
I suck in a breath, trying not to draw attention to myself. Biting the inside of my cheek, I keep my eyes on the guys as they talk and joke. Finn and Dom are mostly quiet but involved in their conversation.
Sawyer lets out a little chuckle, like he knows what he’s doing to me, before joining the conversation once again.
Back and forth, his thumb brushes the sensitive skin of my thigh as he inches up towards my core.
My heart starts to pound in my chest, my body feeling like it's slowly burning to ash, a fire growing below, and fuck me, I’m surprised the others haven’t smelt me perfuming like a department store as my pretty, black panties get destroyed by my slick.
When his fingers brush my clit, it takes everything in me to hold back the whimper caught in my throat. We're in public, and I don’t want to draw attention to myself. I should tell him to stop, but I don’t want him to. I’m loving his touch, my pussy craving the relief he’s teasing me with.
“Let’s play a game, Pretty Girl. I wanna see how long you can keep quiet. Can you do that for me?” Sawyer asks, his voice low and husky.
I can’t speak; it will give me away, so I give him a sharp nod. Taking a deep breath through my nose, I will myself not to pass out from the sexual tension building like a fucking volcano.
“Good girl,” he praises, and I can’t help it, a little whimper slips out. Knox glances at me, and I swear I see the smallest quirk of his lips. But he goes back to talking to Dom, I think about his time as a UFC fighter, but I can’t concentrate worth shit right now.
Sawyer’s fingers start to rub my sensitive bundle of nerves, and the feeling of pressure on my aching clit has me biting down on my cheek so hard that I can taste blood as I hold in the moan sitting on the tip of my tongue. The ember in my belly is quick to become a full on burning inferno. I’m close already, the build up getting me all worked up. Also, these guys have no issue revving my engine.
“You're doing so good, Pretty Girl. But I can see you starting to break. Just a little longer, then I want you to cum for me. Let your Alphas, and that Beta of yours, hear your sweet cries as you cum by my hand.”
Fuck. He’s not helping!
He starts to add more pressure, going a little faster. I’m trying to stay still in my seat, trying to keep my whimpers and whines to myself. But I can’t, I just fucking can't anymore. This man has my mind spinning and my pussy humming.
Just as I’m about to cum, the waitress brings us our food. Sawyer doesn't stop as she places everything down. And just as she turns to leave, I fucking explode. Squeezing my eyes shut. I cum, hard, choking out a sob that has the whole table stopping their conversation and snapping their attention to me.
When I’m finally able to open my eyes, it’s to see a table of very hungry men. But not for the food before them, no their hunger is for me.
“Fuck’s sake, Sawyer!” Dom growls. “Now, I’m fucking hard as stone.”
Sawyer just laughs and leans over to kiss my cheek. “Such a good Little Omega we have. I love how much she craves our touch. I needed to hear those sweet sounds again. It’s been too long.”
“And now the poor waitress is going to be scarred for life,” I groan. But a part of me is glad she heard. She should know these are my men, including Knox.
“Really, Sawyer?” Tristan glares at him.
“What?!” Sawyer chuckles. “Dinner,” he says, pointing to the food. “And a show.” He looks to me. “Although, I’d rather have you for dinner.” He gives me a wolfish grin.
Okay, I need to put an end to this now, or I’ll be wet all night. “Eat,” I tell him, giving him a playful glare.
“Fine,” he sighs. “Yes, ma'am.”
I giggle and dig into my meal. When I get the first bite in my mouth, I moan, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. “So good.”
Growls break out all around the table again, and my eyes snap open. “I’m just eating!” I protest, trying to hide my smile.
“Yeah, I wish I was eating,” Knox mumbles, taking a bite of his steak.
I stick my tongue out at him and, lightning fast, he leans over the table and is in my face, biting my tongue.
My eyes widen, and I let out a whimper of surprise. “Watch what you do with that tongue, Kitten,” he tells me, sitting back down looking proud of himself. “Next time, I’ll do much worse.” He winks, and I flush. This is going to be one long supper.
Tonight was perfect. I enjoyed talking and laughing with my pack. Experiencing what my life is going to be like from now on, and knowing there's still so much to learn, has me excited for the future. The food was delicious, the service was good. Well, that was after we got our food because we ended up with a new waiter. I wonder if it was because of me?
Now we’re getting ready to leave. Knox went inside to pay, and I’m using the bathroom quickly before we go, with my sweet Finn outside waiting for me.
I’m quick to pee, glad the dress wasn’t a pain to deal with. After washing my hands, I meet Finn outside.
“Ready to go, Sunshine?” he asks with a bright smile. I grin, nodding my head. I go to take his hand when his smile drops, and he looks behind me, his eyes going wide.
“Hey there, Sweet Thing,” a gruff voice says, making the hair on my neck stand up and an uneasy feeling fill my body.
I spin, looking up at a big mountain of an Alpha. “Hi,” I say, forcing a smile, trying to be polite.
“What’s an Omega like you doing out here all alone?” he asks.
Alone? Does he not see Finn right behind me? Asshole much?
“I’m not alone. I have my Alpha here with me,” I say, shifting to the side so I can point to Finn. I look to my sweet Alpha, who looks stunned, eyes wide as he swallows hard. Poor love.
“Him?” the Alpha asshole snorts. “He’s an Alpha?” The guy makes it sound like I told the funniest joke that he ever heard. “Beta maybe, Omega for sure, but Alpha? Nah.”
“Yes, he’s an Alpha, my Alpha. Now, if you don’t mind, we gotta go,” I say through gritted teeth. My heart is pounding, my anger taking over the fear that I had before. As I turn to leave, the fucker grabs my arm. I’m about to chew him out, but Finn surprises me. A growl I’ve never heard him make before leaves his mouth.
He puffs up his chest, new-found confidence taking over. “Let my Omega go!” he says in a shaky warning.
“Or what?” the Alpha growls.
“Or I’ll kick your fucking ass,” Dom growls, stepping up behind Finn. I can see Finn’s shoulders relax now that backup is here, but I’m still so proud of my Alpha for defending me when I knew he was afraid. It was fucking hot.
The Alpha looks at my guys, then scoffs letting me go. “You’re not worth it anyways.” Ouch. Well, fuck you too, buddy!
“Are you okay?” Finn asks, looking me over for injuries.
“I’m okay. Thanks to you,” I tell him, stepping close and wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Me? I-I did nothing,” Finn stutters. “I was useless.” He frowns, looking upset.
“No. You were so fucking hot,” I say in a breathy tone, then pull him down to kiss me. He whimpers, and I love it. “Thank you.”
“I will always do what I can to protect you, Sunshine,” he tells me. “I just wish I was better at it.”
“I think you did good, man.” Dom claps him on the shoulder. “I bet if I didn’t show up, you would have taken a swing.”
“I would have,” Finn says. “I really would!” he says, eyes narrowing at my smile. I’m not smiling because I think what he’s saying is silly, but because I’m just really happy with this confidence he’s found. “I might be a pussy, but if you were truly in danger, I would do everything in my power to help.”
“I know you would, baby,” I tell him, brushing my thumb against his cheek. “And I love you for it. Also, take that back.” I growl softly. “You are not a pussy. You are my sweet, sexy alpha, but not a pussy.”
His eyes widen, and he blushes.
“Come on you two, let's get your Beta and go home.”
We follow Dominic out to the lobby, finding Knox getting the receipt. “What’s this?” he asks, looking at the piece of paper.
“It’s my number, call me sometime. I think we would have fun together,” she giggles.
Nope, nope. Hell. Fucking. No. No! Beta bitch.
A rage I’ve never felt before takes over me. With a growl I’m still not used to, I charge towards them, the little bit of alcohol I consumed hyping me up, and Dom and Finn start cursing from behind me.
“Do you mind?” I snap at the waitress from earlier. Of course, it’s her.
“I’m sorry, what?” she asks, looking at me with bitch eyes.
“This!” I snatch the paper from Knox while he just stands there, letting me take the lead.
“I gave the hot Beta my number. What do you care?” she snarks.
“This hot Beta is my fucking Beta,” I say, stepping up to her, hating that she’s got a good few inches on me. I’d still take her. I could pull a few of those hair extensions out and leave some nail marks. Try me, bitch.
“Yours?” she snorts. “He’s a Beta. You're an Omega. I get he might be a part of your pack, but let the poor guy date.”
“Not only is he my Beta.” I step up to Knox, not missing the massive smile on his face. He’s fucking loving this. Good, I hope he sees how much I love his ass. Pulling down the collar of his dress shirt, I point to his mate mark on his neck. “He’s my mate!”
Her eyes widen, but she doesn't say or do anything. I step up to her again. “So take your number,” I say, crumbling it into a ball. “And shove it up your ass.”
“Why you little-” the girl starts, but she doesn't get to finish because Knox is throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me out of the restaurant.
“Put me down!” I shout, smacking his really toned ass. “Let me at her!”
“Down, Kitten,” he says, putting me on my feet. “Retract those claws for me.”
“But,” I pout.
“Or keep them out and use them on me,” he says, giving me a heated look. “Because that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He pushes me against the limo, my Alphas standing and watching, not saying anything as Knox grinds his cock against me. It’s hard, and I whimper, slick soaking my pussy. “Seeing you claim me like that. Fuck, Little Omega, you feel how hard I am right now?”
