Claiming their Omega (Suzi de Beer) novel Chapter 21

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21. DAISY

I swallowed, staring up into his eyes.

Elias was still waiting for my answer. His hold on my hand loosened, making me panic. I wrapped my arms around him to keep him from moving away.

“I haven’t,” I answered him. “I wanted to but I was too scared that John or any of his guards might smell me.”

“I for one, wouldn’t mind you walking around the apartment with the smell of your sweet pussy lingering on your fingers,” he whispered against my ear.

I shivered, goosebumps breaking out all over my skin. Images flashed through my mind, of me teasing them, of their reactions towards me. It would be similar to the books I had read.

“I called Alex,” Valiant announced as he entered the room. “Stevens is going to pick up the phone and take it to one of Alex’s contacts to see if he can trace the sender.”

Valiant took a seat on the other side of us. His eyes darted over my face and then towards Elias for a few seconds. before he looked at me again.

“Will he come back?” I questioned.

“No.” He gave me a sad smile. “He has work to do but he’ll be back as soon as he’s done. Alex also told me to tell you that you don’t need to worry about him.”

How can I not worry about him?

“I did get him to agree to text or call every hour so we know that he’s okay.”

It wasn’t exactly what I wanted but it was better than nothing.

Leaning down, he traced a finger across my cheek. “In the meantime, after Stevens picks up the phone, we will take care of you.”

“Did you call Erika?” I asked.

“She’s busy at the moment,” Elias answered. “But she said she’ll call me back once she’s done with her patient.”

I nodded. Okay, it was no big deal. I could just do some research myself. My stomach dropped the moment I remembered that my phone was being handed out to their driver because I had a stalker.

Elias shifted, drawing my attention towards him. Settling on his side next to me, he dropped a cheek on his palm and placed his hand on my stomach.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours?”

I swallowed and turned my head to stare up at the ceiling. “You say I’m in pre–heat. I don’t exactly know what that means or what to expect. Mother never talked to me about these types of things. All I know is what I read about in books, but I know it can’t be compared to reality.”

“I have an idea,” Valiant said softly.

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“Oh boy,” Elias groaned, rolling onto his back.

“Ignore him, petal.” Valiant got up. “Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be right back.”

I pushed myself up onto my elbows and watched him walk out of the room. The urge to call him back hit me. I didn’t want to let them out of my sight.

My heartbeat increased as fear filled me.

“Hey.” Elias sat up, pushing his face in front of mine. “He’ll be right back.”

I nodded.

“Let me help you relax.”

“How?”

He smiled at me as he got up. “Do you have a bikini?”

My brows dipped into a frown. What kind of question was that?

“Your underwear will do too,” he muttered. “Val got some massage oil. I’ll give you a massage to help you relax and get your mind off everything.”

“In my underwear?”

A low chuckle fell from his lips. “Yes. You wanted us to get naked earlier if I remember correctly.”

Colour flooded my cheeks.

“I’m going to get the oil.” He turned to stare down at me. “When I come back, I expect you to be on the bed, comfortable and in a bikini or your underwear.”

He left before I could utter a word. I stared at the doorway for a few seconds before I got to my feet. Biting my lip, I debated my options. I basically only had two choices.

I could let them help me keep the panic at bay, or I could allow the panic to control me.

My heart was beating a mile a minute for a whole different reason. I bit my lip and pulled my shirt over my head. My pants were next. I kicked it away and then stared down at myself.

Shit.

The underwear was mismatched. When I dressed this morning, I hadn’t considered the fact that I would be getting naked with some hot alphas. I chose the first pair of underwear in the drawer which so happened to be a plain sports bra and blue panties.

Change into something sexy you idiot!

I didn’t think I owned any sexy underwear sets.

Elias appeared in the doorway just as I took a step forward. I froze, eyes widening and my heart sinking. I reached for my shirt.

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“Don’t.” The word was spoken softly but the demand in it made me freeze.

“I have to get dressed again,” I told him.

He tilted his head to the side. “Why?”

“It’s not sexy.”

Elias’s eyes dropped to slowly trail down my body. When he reached my feet, he looked up at me again.

“Says who?” he muttered. “Flower, you can wear a garbage bag as a dress and I will still see you as the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.”

I studied his face, trying to figure out whether he was lying or not. Lots of men used flattery to get what they wanted. Nobody had ever told me that I was beautiful.

“I think you’re handsome,” I told him.

Colour flooded his cheeks, but he instantly looked away. Muttering something under his breath, he took a step towards me.

“Get on the bed.”

“What p–position do you want me in?” I stuttered.

His lips twitched. “Whatever position you’re comfortable in, flower,”

I hesitated for a second and then quickly climbed onto the bed. Dropping onto my back, I blinked up at the ceiling and placed my hands on my stomach.

The bed dipped to my left and a moment later, Elias was hovering over me. He held up a bottle and flicked the top open.

“I’m going to read you the ingredients and I want you to tell me if you’re allergic to any of them. Okay?”

I nodded.

When it was confirmed that I was allergic to nothing in the massage oll, Ellas moved closer. He smirked as he straddled my hips.

Gripping my wrist, he raised my arms above my head and leaned down to press a kiss to the corner of my lips.

“Ready?”

I swallowed loudly but gave him a nod.

Nervousness settled in when he poured some oll into his hand and then rubbed his hands together. His smile faded as he picked up one of my arms and started massaging my wrist.

His hands moved higher and higher until he reached my shoulder. Pouring some more oil into his hands, he repeated the action with my other arm.

“Is there a reason why you’re on your back and not your stomach?” he questioned.

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It took me a minute to find my voice. “It’s where the scars are.”

Elias swallowed and did an unexpected thing. He reached back, gripped his shirt, and pulled it over his head.

My eyes instantly dropped to his chest. I studied the scars I had caught a brief glimpse of when he had that migraine.

“I showed you mine,” he said softly. “Now you show me yours.”

He sat up on his knees, not giving me much space, but it would be enough to turn onto my stomach. I bit my lip and turned over, showing him my scars.

Elias was the first person besides the doctor and my nurse who had seen the damage the explosion had done,

I wished I could see his face.

A fingertip softly traced a jagged line on the small of my back.

“Were you in a lot of pain?”

I swallowed. “It hurt when it happened. After that, the painkillers dampened most of the pain.”

He traced the hem of my bra before he slipped a finger underneath. “Take this off.”

This time, he climbed off me and sat aside, waiting for me to follow his order.

I sat up on my knees but made sure to keep my back to him as I pulled off my sports bra. Unlike him, I had scars. from debris hitting me and not from getting burned. My scars consisted of jagged lines from the poor job the doctors did of stitching me up.

There was a soft click as he opened the bottle of massage oil and then closed it away.

I tensed when he placed his hands on my shoulders, but my body slowly relaxed as his fingers dug into my skin, massaging away the tension.

His hands moved over my shoulders and slowly slipped lower and lower, down my back. A moan fell from my lips when he touched a specific spot against my lower back.

Elias froze for a few seconds and then repeated the action.

“I love it when you moan like that,” he whispered against my car. “Now lie back down for me, flower.”

I settled on my stomach again with my arms folded under my forehead.

My heartbeat increased when Elias straddled my legs.

His hands slid down to the small of my back, thumbs digging into my skin a few inches above my butt. He slipped a finger under the waistband of my panties but immediately pulled them out again.

When I remained silent, he repeated the action.

Every time he did it, my panties slipped a little lower, and lower until my ass was exposed.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, breaking the silence.

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“Okay.”

His warm skin was suddenly pressed to mine when he leaned forward. “I need more than one–word answers, flower. I want to know what you’re feeling, what you’re thinking.”

I shivered when his lips brushed my earlobe.

“How are you feeling?”

Licking my lips, I turned my head so I could look at him from the corner of my eyes. “I feel relaxed,” I told him.

“What do you think I’m going to do next?”

“Take off my panties,” I whispered.

His lips twitched. “And then?”

“You’re going to touch me.”

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I really don’t want to rush things. You only deserve the best chapters which is why I’m asking you to be patient please.

It sucks having to wait for new chapters, I know and I’m really really sorry. This is something that’s out of my

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