Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Henley

Part Three

Aya and I walked to the bar where my things, thankfully, were still intact. How fucking dumb was I to walk off and leave my wallet and phone?

"Nightcap?" Aya asked, eying me up. His smile alone could get me drunk.

"Sure, what time is it?" I looked at my phone and noticed three missed calls from Matt, but also there were texts to accompany them. He'd long gone off with Aida, but I stayed behind. Obviously. The bartender looked busy, like he was tidying up. I noted the time at one-thirty and asked him, "What time do you close?"

"We close at two. You guys want last call?" The big barman came to stand in front of us and we shared a questioning glance between ourselves.

Aya smiled, then ordered, "Yeah, we'll have two Rémy Martins. Neat."

I choked. "Whoa, that's a serious nightcap. You're going out after this?" The drink would most likely put me thoroughly on my ass for the night.

"That depends." He hunched over the bar, putting his head in his hand, and looked at me with a devilish grin. His fingers ran through his long silky strands of hair, almost too boldly. "I'm going to be honest with you. I saw you when we walked in and I tried to ignore you. But damned if I could."

"I like your honesty," He dazzled me with another sweet perfect smile. Who was he? I thought. He wasn't normal. Or maybe I felt like I wasn't lucky enough to have an angel sitting there staring at me like he already owned me. An Alpha at that, too. "Look, I don't do this and I'm maybe guessing you don't either."

"You're right, I don't."

"Since you've been honest, I will too. I don't sleep with Alphas…." I stopped mid sentence when he gasped and turned beet red.

"Oh, who said I was going to bed with you?"

Funny. It was damn obvious we both wanted it. "You don't?"

The bartender placed both our cognacs on napkins and left us to them. "I want you to know that I'm not some jerk or asshole that sleeps around."

"I didn't think that for a second." I replied and picked up my small shot glass.

"Go ahead, Henley. Take a sip." I hesitated and looked into his bright eyes. He nodded, telling me to do what I was told. So, I did. It was very warm and it slid like molasses down my throat. I felt the fire when it topped my stomach. Then he removed the glass from my hand and put it back on the shiny bar-top.

"That...was nice."

Aya leaned into my space and we were face to face. I watched as his blue-ish, green-ish, brown-ish, grey eyes circled my mouth. Then they went south, down my neck and returned to me directly. "I want you tonight. You've got something I need. I don't know what it is. I'm probably crazy. Humor me though," he sighed, then said, "be with me." The warmth from the nightcap spread throughout my belly and his words heated everywhere else. I wanted him, too, but no one had ever just flat out presented themselves like that to me. It was so daring. It was also the sexiest, most confident request I'd ever heard. I felt desired in a new and foreign way.

"Alright. Then let's get out of here and go to my place."

He didn't answer. Instead he took his shot glass and necked the contents. "Mmm." He hummed.

"Fuck I want you." I didn’t know where it came from, but it felt instinctive. My hands went to his cheeks and pulled him to my mouth. I had to. The choice was made for me. My lips were thankful. Because he smiled and parted those sticky looking lips. Before I knew it, our mouths were swimming with each other, cognac and desire like I'd never tasted before. Then honey. Smelt like it, too. Sweet honey. It was almost as if he'd just doused himself in the stuff. It made my head swirl and my heart thump like crazy.....Shit. Shit. "Stop." I whispered against his mouth.

He froze up and pulled away. "Why?"

"You're…" I shook my head, trying to empty my mind, trying not to believe the thought that lingered there. "You're an Omega, right?"

His second gasp answered for him and then panic followed after. "I...oh, shit."

"Why...how didn't I know this?" Again I was shaking my head as he slowly started to back away from me. "Why didn't you say so?"

"I don't know. I've never had to tell anyone."

"What?" I was just as shocked as him, if not more so. He's an Omega. He doesn't look like one. He didn't act like one. So naturally I thought he wasn't one. His twin is an Alpha. Shouldn't he be one? "How?"

He shied away from me. "My parents pay for everything. All the top stuff so I wouldn't seem like one and it's worked for me since my very first heat."

"Aya, do you realize what could happen to you? If...what if we slept together and then…" I had to stop. I couldn't act like this now. I didn't want to scare him away. Because, I really fucking want him.

"Forget it," he mumbled. "I'll call for a cab. Thanks for tonight anyway." And I was suddenly watching him walk away from me.

No. No. No. I couldn't let him walk away. I don't care that he's an Omega. I wanted to be with him tonight. As long as I'm extra careful it will be okay. I thought. He's not in heat. I also thought. He just smelled so damn sweet. I can handle it. "Wait!" I shouted and ran out after him. "Don't go. Be with me, like you wanted to be with me only moments ago."

He spun on his heel and tucked some of his hair behind his pretty ears. "I can't. You know now, it's impossible."

"It's not impossible. I have protection. I'll be careful."

"You might have protection, but I don't and now that you know it's not safe."

"You're saying that now? So it would have been safe if I didn't know. That doesn't make sense."

"Of course it doesn't, but I just...I don't know. I wanted what you were offering. I wanted your trouble because for so long I've led my life by the book and for once I just didn't want to."

"Then don't," I smiled and held out my hand. He looked at it for a few seconds, then his eyes slipped back up to meet mine. "I won't hurt you and I won't take anything from you either."

"But you would be," he paused briefly. "You'd be taking my first time."

Holy hell! "Okay. Right. I'm sorry."

"For what? That we both want each other? That there's something between us?"

"There's definitely something there. So, take a chance."

"I don't like chances, well that's what I've always told myself, until you."

"Take my hand. Because we both know if you don't then we might end up regretting not taking that chance." GOD, WHAT WAS I doing? I didn't care. I had to have this guy. And there he was looking at me like I had all the answers. I really laid it out there. He must have thought I was a pushy prick. I still didn't care. I knew I'd kick my own ass if I let him walk away. "Say yes, Aya." I willed him to want it like he wanted it before. But he was taking too long. I had to kiss him again, while I still had him there. If it was going to be my last time, I had to taste him. So I reached out and grabbed his hand and pulled our bodies together again. The sweet scent of honey was even stronger now and I crushed my mouth to his, right on the sidewalk. I'd be damn if I let him go. He let out a satisfied ahhhh as my lips moved from his soft ones and traveled across his jaw. Then I pressed them to his neck, his honey tasting flesh. I ran my tongue gently over his skin. His vein pulsed beneath my caress.

"...yes…." He let out a small hitched breath. His hands had grabbed at my back. "Take me to yours." Even though I knew this was probably wrong with a stupid pinprick of guilt seeping deeper into my gut. My heart was telling me otherwise. If I let him walk away, I would hate myself for it. Or I'll hate myself for taking his virtue, his innocence. But in a world split into three, was there really any innocence left? I pulled away and looked at his face. Of course there is, he's standing right in front of me and I couldn't refuse my instinct, I couldn't refuse him. Or myself.