The Scent of Us: Part One (The Bond Dissolution Omegaverse, #1)

by Eliana Lee

Miles cupped her breast, flicking a thumb across her nipple and eliciting a whimper from her. “Was I taking too long to fill this needy little pussy?”

I'm hard

He took one look at the almost transparent, slick drenched cotton and swore, his entire body tensing. “Oh, fuck.” He sounded like he was in pain. “Let me, let me just⁠—” Juno’s breath caught in her throat as Ollie dove in, his hot mouth sucking the slick straight from her panties.

Help me

Ollie carefully turned them so he could hold her while they were still locked together. Juno felt a low rumble against her chest and a soft puff of air against her ear. “You’re purring,” she said wondrously, tracing the little constellation-like freckles dotting his arm. The beautiful, mellow sound stuttered slightly. “Oh, I didn’t even realise I was doing it.”

Ollie, i love you

When she pictured domestic life in the pack house, she did not foresee going toe to toe with Everett while he looked like cartoon smoke should be dissipating from his ears. Over cookies. “I don’t get what the problem is!” Juno stuck a finger into the batter and scooped up a little dollop and popped it in her mouth. “Tastes pretty good to me.” The cartoon smoke was now accompanied by lightning bolts around his head. “Don’t eat raw egg!”

Priya was seething, biting off each word with furiously clenched teeth. “I may be a beta but I’m not an idiot.” “Could’ve fooled me,” Juno interjected, casually inspecting her nails.

Lol

The door swung open and Juno stared at him. “Hi.” Julian presented the bouquet to her with a flourish. “For you.” Instead of taking it from him, she stuck her head out the door and looked around as if she suspected she was being pranked. “Did you just…come home, get changed and then knock on the door holding the same flowers I just saw you come in with?” Julian drooped, feeling wounded. “I’m picking you up for our date.” Juno’s eyes widened. “Oh. Oh! My bad, let me start again.” Then she shut the door in his face. It opened again immediately and Juno had a huge smile this time. “Julian! You’re here. Wow, these are beautiful.” She reached out and took the flowers from him and held it tightly as she admired them. “This is definitely my first time seeing them,” she added, her lips pursed as she held back a laugh.

“But you know, the grass isn’t always greener on the other side.” Everett waited expectantly for him to say more. It soon became apparent that there wasn’t anything else. “That’s it?” he fumed. “That’s your advice?” “You want more advice?” “Yes I want more advice than the nothing you just gave me!” Uncle Henrik held his hands up in surrender. “Alright, alright. How about this.” His voice grew wistful and nostalgic. “When I met your Nanay⁠—” “Seriously?” “Let me finish, let me finish,” his uncle assured him magnanimously. “When I met your Nanay, I knew she wasn’t my scent match. But she liked me straight away! Maybe the problem is…” He trailed off as his shoulder lifted in a self-deprecating shrug. “You are not as handsome as I am.” Everett let out a bark of laughter. “Get the fuck out of here before I start telling everyone your mind’s gone soft and you need to retire!” “Retire! Don’t threaten me with a good time, son.”

“Great!” She leapt to her feet. “Let me just get changed quickly.” “Don’t change,” Everett told her automatically. “You look⁠—” She picked up one of his T-shirts draped over the back of her chair. “—like your outfit could be improved,” he finished promptly.

Water the grass. Water the grass. “I have a scent match,” he announced with zero preamble. “I mean…had a scent match.” You idiot, he said ‘water’. Not set the grass on fire.

AHHHHHHHHH EVERETT YOU DIRTY DOG!!

I’m deceased

He locked eyes with hers, black pupils overtaking crystalline blue. “Gonna breed this hot little pussy full of my cum, omega.” Yeah, that’d fucking do it.

lol

Everett ran his thumb against her lower lip. “Unfortunately I wasn’t able to get to this smart mouth of hers and as you can see, I’m rather preoccupied now.” Juno let him push his thumb past her lips as she held his gaze and sucked. “Yes…yes you are.” Ollie stepped closer, magnetised by the view before him. “Always happy to lend a helping hand, Ev, you know that.” Juno released Everett’s digit with a wet pop. “Your knot is never going to go down at this rate,” she sighed theatrically. He began doing distracting things with his lips on her neck. “You let me worry about that.”

“He’s very gentle with you, isn’t he?” Everett observed. “Do you need him to fuck your face a little?” Juno didn’t think Ollie was breathing when she looked up at him. His cock grew even harder on her tongue, the head of him pressing insistently against the roof of her mouth. It was so different like this, Juno realised. Roughness with care, from someone who would die before he hurt her. Designed for pleasure, not for bending her to their will. She wanted it. Wanted him to use her and feel power in watching him fall apart.

Everett gripped her chin firmly with two fingers before she could swallow. “Show me how well you took care of your alpha,” he demanded. Juno shuddered with anticipation as she opened and presented her cum-filled mouth to him. His deflated knot slipped out of her with a filthy gush of their mingled fluids. His hand was there between them, waiting to collect the slick and cum in his cupped palm before he pressed the entire mess onto her waiting tongue. “Swallow your present, baby." “Jesus fucking Christ, Ev,” Ollie breathed, half shocked, half awed.

A shaking hand stroked her hair, and his cheek pressed against her forehead as he curled the tall length of his body around hers protectively. Her nose slid easily into the crevice between his chin and neck and she breathed his ambrosial scent in. They have no power over you any longer. “Please tell me this is ok — holding you like this,” Ari said, fingertips playing over her skin. “I need you to be ok,” he whispered, his voice breaking. She wasn’t ready to talk yet. Instead, she found his hand with hers and looped their pinkies together. He squeezed back tight in understanding.

“Do you guys play any other games?” Ari asked as he helped shuffle the tiles ready for the next game. “What, bored already?” Miles needled him. “N-no, of course not. I meant⁠—” “Don’t tease him,” Juno chided from behind him, ruffling his hair. Fuck, that felt good. It took everything to stop himself leaning back and chasing more scratches like an eager pup. “We kind of go through phases,” Ollie provided helpfully. “Classics like UNO and Pictionary. Sometimes we’ll try newer, more obscure games too.” “There were those quiz-type games we did for a while too — with our phones and the TV,” Miles added, clicking his fingers. “Would you ever do something like Mario Party?” Ari asked. The last thing Ari expected was Miles and Ollie groaning, with the latter waving his arms frantically trying to shut him up. “Don’t mention Mario Party,” Ollie hissed, leaning close so he could keep his voice down. “Why not?” Ari whispered back. “We don’t play Mario Party in this house, Ari.” Isaac’s booming voice echoed across the room, startling Ollie and Ari like misbehaving schoolchildren. “You mean you don’t play Mario Party.” Everett’s footfalls were heavy as he strode over. “Cause you’re a goddamn fucking thief.” Miles threw his hands up. “Here we go,” he said in a deeply resigned tone. “For god’s sake, Everett, let it go,” Isaac said, massaging his temples. “Don’t tell me to let it go, I will never let it go!” Everett hollered. “There were two other A.I. players yet you chose to steal MY fuc...