Packing Up, page 1
Contents
Ebook
Copyright
Dedication
Prologue
Chapter One - Daisy - Perpetually late
Chapter Two - Daisy - Man Cake
Chapter Three - Luke - Melting the Queen
Chapter Four - Daisy - Bumping into a dream
Chapter Five - Daisy - Dr. Clit Tingle?
Chapter Six - Luke - Scale the cabinetry
Chapter Seven - Daisy - Officer McHottie is McGrouchy
Chapter Eight - Beau - Love finds a way
Chapter Nine - Daisy - Dance the night away
Chapter Ten - Daisy- Get to it
Chapter Eleven - Luke - Round Two?
Chapter Twelve - Daisy - Go-Go Juice is life
Chapter Thirteen - Daisy - Heatstroke or stroke my heat?
Chapter Fourteen - Daisy - Haze
Chapter Fifteen - Daisy - End of the road
Chapter Sixteen - Daisy - Armour in place
Chapter Seventeen - Daisy - Scenting a lie
Chapter Eighteen - Daisy - If you wanna be my lover..
Chapter Nineteen - Daisy - Meet the family
Chapter Twenty - Daisy - The end for now..
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organisations, places, events and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
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Copyright © 2024 by Gracie Valentine. All rights reserved.
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To all my tall Omegas,
You just needed a giant to make you feel delicate and dominated.
Oh, and also online booktok groups, you're the real MVP's,
Without you humans and your filthy minds helping encourage me to finish writing this book it wouldn't be here today.
Prologue
If 16 year old me expected by age 27 I’d be still using heat services and one night stands when required to scratch my designation itch as an Omega, well poor little romantically inclined me would be in complete denial of the hot mess I am.
But here I was another heat done, and now the awkward moment to ask these Alpha’s to leave so I can get back to work as soon as possible.
Tapping the shoulders of these two gorgeous men, I take a moment to appreciate I still have great taste in heat partners, both tall, which in comparison to my borderline 6ft frame is impressive, both a delicious amount of facial hair that had me running my hands on the inside of my thighs reminding myself why I so love a beard on my partners, and controversially both with the perfect dad body physic, why would I possibly want a solid mountain of an Alpha or two to share my nest when a softer body was so much more enticing to rub myself against.
Crap I’m perfuming at the thought.
Don't get me wrong these men were not fat by any means, they were solid and they easily could throw me up against a wall and did so repeatedly over the last few days. I have a type and these Alpha's delivered but I don't do attachments and I don't repeat heat partners.
"Ready for more, my little Omega?" Asked one purring Alpha, I could feel the other Alpha stirring and laying the softest kisses on my shoulders.
"As much as I would love another few rounds with you both, my heat's over and I need to get cleaned up and back to work, sooooo…" drawing out my last word so they could fill in the blank it was time to leave.
"We'll take you to breakfast Omega" the Alpha trailing kisses down my shoulder blade retorts.
"It's all good, I have food here, thank you again for these last few days, but um I need to clean my nest, alone" I tried again to make my point we were not in a heat haze anymore.
The two Alpha's made eye contact and with a silent conversation I wasn't privy to as I was not their Omega and not part of their pack link, they both started to rise and collect their clothing I had woven into my nest during my haze. I don't claim to be immune to these gorgeous Alpha's as I watch their movements for a last time, surely one more little taste couldn't hurt, right?
Slowly spreading my legs in front of me, I lower my hands to the inside of my thighs touching the wetness, I wait for these delectable Alpha's to scent what effect they're having on me, I see the moment my scent hits them, my scent is a warm vanilla with cinnamon that makes me seem like even more of a snack, their muscles tense on their backs and I release a small whine for them, instantly they both growl, making my slick run even faster down my thighs for them, the smell of vanilla overtaking us all.
"Maybe you could both stay a little longer?" I plead, the Alpha's look at each other no doubt discussing through their pack link if they should stay or go.
"Please Alpha's" I plead, those magic words shifting everything as the Alpha's descend on me for one more morning of pleasure, my last coherent thought was "Fuck, I'm going to be late to lunch"..
CHAPTER ONE
Daisy - Perpetually late
Running through the busy streets on Melbourne is always an adventure, especially when I'm so late to lunch.. again. Being bustled around on a tram, running past police arguing with a belligerent drunk, and everyone looking down at their phones instead of where they are walking, means not only am I late but a dishevelled mess with my curly hair escaping the high bun I had in place early this morning.
God if I was an Alpha surely I'd be growling but no, I'm an Omega, yes I know I'm very tall for one, standing at just under 6ft without my heels on makes Alpha's nervous about me already, but wearing my ‘fuck me heels’ has me a staggering 6ft 4 and I must say catchy my reflection as I run past the windows I look good.
My Omega nature might be a pain in my ass every few months when my heat arrives but it has me filled out in all the best ways, I'm curvy in all the right way, I work hard with my personal trainer and the devil that is the stair master to keep my ass looking this good and by the way I see people look back at me as I pass I know it's worth every bit of pain.
My longish curly brown hair is swept up into my usual high bun that usually makes me look more put together than I feel, my brown eyes hidden behind some neon pink glasses to help not strain my eyes, as I spend a usual 10 hours in front of my screen a day in the office.
I finally stumbled into the usual lunch place down a laneway of flinders street, the smells immediately reminding me I haven't eaten a good meal in awhile, all the smells would be overwhelming for some Omega's but post heat all it does is, bring a pink tint to my cheeks thinking about this morning's final activities.
"You're alive!" Exclaims one of my exuberant besties Claire, I look at Claire and she is gorgeous as the embodiment of an Omega, with her 5ft 5 frame and her Marilyn Monroe body type, makes her blonde hair and bright blue eyes pop, she reaches over to hug me and I'm immediately hit with her passionfruit scent.
"Late as always, I'm guessing you've had a fun morning" mumbles our other bestie, Rebecca or Bex to us, is the Wednesday Adams to our group of mix matched Omegas, her striking long black hair complements her pale complexion, but its the tartan red skirt and heels that almost match mine in height that always make people check her out twice, she's almost a walking dirty dream for most people and she knows it.
She loves the chase and refuses to settle down into a pack life, like me, unlike Claire our resident romantic who is waiting for Mr and potentially Mrs right to sweep her off her feet, as we are all getting closer to 30 she seems more fixated on us going out more to meet more Alphas- yay, not.
Our other musketeer is a doctor, Lucy is an Omega herself and an Omega specialist at one of the major clinics here in the city, she's tells us she doesn't want a pack but we all witnessed how flushed and embarrassed she gets around her boss and his pack, the older Alpha's always flustering her even though she swears it's all professional.
Sitting down after ordering my usual lunch, we start catching up. I give the girls a rundown of my latest Alpha's to join me for my heat, Claire hums to herself trying to hold her tongue, no doubt about why I can't see these Alpha's again, while Bex tries to sell me on the idea of giving up Alpha's all together swearing her new knot vibrator is better than the real thing.
Other patrons of our favourite lunch place look over as Bex is describing her latest toy find, with whispers under their breaths, no doubt displeased by Omegas talking candidly about such things while gesturing lewdly and laughing with no supervision from Alpha's.
We wrap up our lunch and vaguely all promise to try again next week, knowing full well we will all cancel and change the time and date multiple times and probably not see each other again for a few weeks, thank god for our over active group chat that keeps us connected, mildly sane and always accountable to each other.
CHAPTER TWO
Daisy - Man Cake
Running back into my office on the 34th floor which views overlooking the Yarra river in all its brown glory, I run into a familiar and always delicious smell that has my perfume instantly reacting.
Luke.
Man Cake.
Can I call a 6ft 5 gorgeous Beta with a scent that is like eucalyptus and peppermint oil and is basically my personal Xanax, a man cake?
I think I can and it fits. He is only just taller than me in these heels and his brown hair that curls at the ends right above his ears is begging for me to tug on it while he licks m
And that body- god, I know I shouldn't objectify this man but why must he be my type, Tall, check. Facial hair, check. Dad bod, check. Horny Omega, check.
We just stare at each other, until I realise his lips are moving, oh god.
I have no idea what he's said but he just shakes his head at me and smiles, which sends my perfume into overdrive again. I see his eyes dilate and he coughs while shifting his legs, obviously feeling the same reaction to my scent as I'm having to his.
"God damn Daisy, I didn't see you sorry-" "Don't be silly, I almost plowed you over" rubbing my hands onto my navy fitted power suit, willing myself to breathe, I don't know what it is about this Beta and his soft smiles, that drive me wild.
I know Luke only comes in once a week or so as he lives over an hour away in the countryside of the Grampians, I keep swearing to come visit his property one day as he tells me it'll change my life getting away from the Melbourne smog but I don't think I'd be seeing much and I'd be planning on keeping him locked away in his bed, all weekend if I do take him up on that.
"Your new computer is all set up for you Daisy, maybe this only will last more than a couple of months?" Luke grins at me, teasing me as if it's my fault these computers hate me, so maybe dropping one in the pool wasn't the best idea, then one was left in my taxi, one was dropped and finally this last one didn't like being left on my balcony in 42 degree celsius heat in summer.
"Yeah ok, blame me for your laptops hating me, seems fair" I stumble out
Luke just shakes his head, "Maybe you just need an actual break for a bit, you know the offer is always open if you want to get away for a night or two to get out of the city"
"And be murdered, I've watched dateline, first you get a job here at Dad's company then you butter me up smelling so good, then you fix all my laptop problems, sounds exactly how I'd go missing- "Smell so good, hey?" Luke interrupts, smirking at me as my perfume starts teasing the air around us.
I touch my cheeks willing them to not be as red as I can feel them getting
"You know you're hot Luke, I'm not going to stroke your ego anymore" I tease as I saunter away from him towards my office, hearing his low chuckle follow me.
As I walk into my office a quick look behind me shows me Luke appreciates everything he is seeing, and my inner Omega preens under the attention.
Snapping out of it I close my office door, sliding my back down until I reach the ground.
I remind myself, this bossy Omega doesn't need any Beta, no matter how spectacular he'd look on his knees in front of me, riding him and his tongue through a heat could be fun.
No. Nope Nada. Not going there.
Getting up off the floor, I straighten myself and realise the blind to the office next door is open and Luke can see me.
Kill me now.
CHAPTER THREE
Luke - Melting the Queen
Daisy. Daisy. Daisy.
God this woman is trying to kill me, those long legs that are begging to be wrapped around me or my Alphas. Her scent is like the warmest vanilla cupcake just out of the oven with a hint of cinnamon, that makes my mouth water every time I'm near her the contrast of her sweet vanilla to the subtle spice of the cinnamon perfectly compliments her personality and the reaffirms the spicy sassiness I get off her all the time.
If I could just get her to agree to come visit our place, I could finally get her to meet my Alpha's and I know Beau and Hudson will lose their minds, they always unconsciously rub against me after these days in the city not even realising how much they love her scent already. Beau already has started on his nights to cook for us include cinnamon in a lot more of our meals, making my decision to try and form a pack with her and my Alphas more and more at the forefront of my mind.
She is smart, stunning and a goddess, but she's adamant she doesn't want Alpha's or their "drama", everyone knows she only keeps her flings around for one heat, never more. The office calls her "The Sunshine Queen", because somehow she has everyone wrapped around her little finger with a smile and she oozes optimism. She wants to keep her career and refuses to be lost to a pack to be a baby machine, which is exactly why I have the perfect pack, I mean maybe Beau is a little baby crazy but he is definitely our resident Daddy Dom, so his breeding kink was never going to be a surprise, and I love his caring tendencies even if he's a little over protective.
Beau and Hudson don't want an Omega because they don't want some spoilt Little Flower who doesn't contribute to our family and expects to be waited on hand and foot, and yet they're both dominants that thrive on aftercare and acts of service is their love language, part of me thinks Daisy might be our packs scent match from how reactive she is to my scent, but as a Beta I don't have the sense of smell an Alpha or Omega has.
I love my Alphas and our pack has been solid the last 4 years since everyone came home, Hudson became our local police officer after leaving the army after 10 years of service with Beau. Beau traded army life for his hobby farm, we have a comfortable few hundred acres and produce enough crop to feed the animals we seem to be amassing at a steady rate.
Beau and Hudson while being Alpha's look the part too, both towering over my 6ft 6 frame with their height a staggering 6ft 10 heights and solid builds, muscular from hard work but a little extra from the sweet tooth they've developed since smelling our delicious Omega on me, both have short brown hair and their dark eyes.
Because of their bigger builds and heights they think it's another reason they don't want some little 5ft Omega, they think they'll crush her and with how rough they can be in the bedroom I don't blame them for worrying about that.
But Daisy, god Daisy she'd give it back to us just as much. Thinking about it now, maybe Beau is onto something with his breeding kink as it turns me the heck on to think about filling her up with our cum and watching her grow our pack's children, birthing beautiful little brunettes with dark eyes that will be unstoppable in the future if they take after their mum.
Ugh. I sigh, I need to stop these thoughts, this is exactly why she doesn't want a pack.
But I can't deny I wan't to see her between my Alphas, how they make are going to make her look so small and delicate, and to be honest I'd happily do whatever she'd ask in the bedroom just like I do for my Alpha's.
She doesn't know it yet, but she's ours, they all just don't know it yet.
As I'm moving into an office to continue my work for the day, I catch Daisy sliding down the back of her office door, clearly feeling as affected as I feel, my ego inflating my chest that little bit at the though.
She looks over and realises I've seen her put her armour back in place, I shoot her a small wink and continue with my work.
Yep, she's my woman and I can't wait to prove it to her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Daisy - Bumping into a dream
Work keeps me grounded, keeps me busy. I love what I do and I love that I see my dad everyday.
He's not as warm and affectionate as he once was, but he has always taken care of me, made sure our home was stable and made sure I never wanted for anything except emotions from him.
Losing my Omega mum, and my other 2 Alpha fathers at 16 was gut-wrenching. I can remember standing next to dad when he felt the bonds breaking. I watched the strongest man I know fall to his knees and the tears immediately pour from his eyes, I had no idea what was happening and I just held him as he screamed, it took almost an hour before the police arrived at our once loving pack home to tell him that the rest of my parent's had been in a crash, a drunk driver killing them all instantly.
My dad withdrew, stopped smiling, but he worked hard, and he made sure I had the best schooling and would be able to have a career and provide for myself rather than rely on a pack, he wasn't bitter but didn't hold back on telling me I need to be strong enough on my own, and that pack's can be taken away, in a split second.
Walking into his office, I'm immediately comforted by the woodsy smell of home, Dad is finishing up on a call and smiles when he sees me.
He waves me over to take a seat on his couch, I curl up on the worn leather clearly used by Dad when he sleeps here when he works late.
