Omega (Alpha & Omega #1)

{Chapter Twenty Four}

They took off their clothes at the same time, with the same speed and efficiency. Keon took his shirt off slowly, as if he knew I was watching. The muscles in his back rippled and bunched as he moved, pulling it over his head and throwing it to the bathroom floor.

Cayson fingered the button on his pants and popped it open, then slid them, along with his underwear, down his thighs and allowed them to pool on the floor at his feet.

Since he was finished first, he went to the glass-enclosed shower and turned it on, keeping a hand under the water to test its heat.

By the time I turned my attention to Keon, he was completely naked as well.

And I, suddenly incredibly nervous, still had all of my clothes on wondering if it had been a bad idea to agree to this. I mean, sure we were closer than we had been, but were we this close? Close enough to bare ourselves to each other and shower together?

They said they wouldn't do anything. And I knew they wouldn't force me into anything I wasn't ready for.

"You realize you can't wear clothes in the shower, right," Cayson teased.

Keon stretched his arms above his head and I clenched my teeth. Alphas always had pretty decent bodies, unless they completely let themselves go. Their metabolism wouldn't allow them to gain too much unless they literally just sat and did nothing and ate - which some did. So most of them came out looking like Greek statues when they came of age.

Omegas, on the other hand, had some of the worst metabolisms in the world. We had to work for the bodies we wanted unless we were born to an alpha who could pass that gene down - which thankfully my father had. I didn't have much muscle, but I didn't gain weight quickly.

I fiddled with the hem of my shirt.

Keon smiled slightly. "Would you like some help?"

Cayson turned his attention away from the water to see my reaction.

I figured him helping me would cause more of an issue than was already there, so I took the shirt off and kept my eyes downcast as I reached back and unhooked my bra.

They both stilled when my bra fell to the floor. The only sound in the room was that of the shower head pushing out water onto the tiled shower floor.

I didn't look at them. I couldn't. I was suddenly so overcome with nervousness that I was shaking.

"Hey," Keon said, suddenly in front of me. He slid a hand over my hip while the other tilted my face up. "We find you so incredibly beautiful, Phoenix. You don't need to be afraid of this."

I nodded once and he took a step away, allowing me room to slowly slide my shorts and panties down in one movement. When I stood straight, they both looked pointedly at my face.

I crossed my arms over my abdomen and glanced at the water.

"Can we look at you, Phoenix?" Cayson's voice was strained.

I clenched my hands into fists and nodded again.

It was silent. So silent. Then...

"Dear God." That was Keon.

"Phoenix," Cayson murmured, "you truly have nothing to be ashamed of. You're...incredible."

I looked up at him, seeing his eyes slightly glowing. He met eyes with me and smiled a genuine smile.

"Come on," he said, holding a hand out. "Let's get you warmed up."

When I stepped forward, Keon moved behind me and followed me into the shower. He was the one to close the door when we were all in.

It wasn't just the shower head pushing out water anymore. There were little openings in the ceiling where water came from as well, so we all were under some sort of spray.

I looked up at it.

Cayson reached up and ran his fingers through my hair, dispersing the water through the long locks. He was gentle, running the tips of his fingers over my scalp and stepping forward to reach to the bottom of my hair.

I closed my eyes.

Keon's hands touched my hips, testing my reaction. He slowly splayed his fingers out over my skin, making my heated flesh even hotter with his touch. I felt him step forward to get closer to me, then his hands slid up my hips to my waist as he bent and kissed my right shoulder.

They didn't speak, but they didn't need to. I felt every emotion they felt through their touches and the light kisses they gave me.

They were so close, but they didn't fully touch me. I knew they'd keep their word on not doing anything I wasn't ready for. Even as their eyes glowed, they remained in control.

But me? I was losing it. My control was cracking and slipping away, and I hadn't even realized I needed control until we stepped into the shower and they closed in on me. I threw up my defenses so quickly, but they were brittle.

I raised my hands and touched both of them - my left hand on Cayson's hard chest and my right on Keon's strong arm. Their muscles twitched under my touch, and I knew that if I lost my control, they'd lose theirs. They'd been holding onto theirs for so long.

I allowed my eyes to open and I met Cayson's stormy gaze.

Bad idea, Phoenix, I thought to myself.

Keon placed his lips over the pulse point in my neck and I let out an involuntary noise.

They both stilled.

Shit.

"You make such sweet little noises," Cayson murmured, kissing the other side of my throat.

Heat curled in my stomach and Keon made a strained noise. I knew it wasn't my heat. I'd learned what it meant.

I never felt this way when I had sex with the guy I used to "love". It felt more like a chore than something I could see myself enjoying. But Keon and Cayson made me feel something. Made me want them to touch me. Made me want to touch them.

Keon slid his hands up my slick arms and into my hair, holding it aside as he ran a hot tongue up my neck.

I flinched and my nails dug into their skin.

Cayson, the one who I thought had so much more control than his brother, growled in a way I'd never heard before.

I felt Keon smirk against my skin. "Careful, bro."

Cayson clenched his jaw and turned his face away. He grabbed Bvlgari shampoo off the shelf behind him and poured some into the palm of his hand. Before I could ask why he needed so much, he began massaging it into my hair.

He washed my hair out silently and continued on to the conditioner without a word. I heard Keon chuckling occasionally when Cayson glanced down at me.

"He's losing it, sweetheart," Keon murmured into my ear. "Can't blame him. I'm close to losing it too."

So am I, I thought.

For the third time since we walked into that bathroom, their entire bodies stopped all movement. I couldn't even see them breathe.

"What," Cayson asked.

What?

I looked back at Keon and his jaw was clenched tight.

"So are you," he asked through clenched teeth.

I froze, my eyes going wide.

Ah, fuck.

I said it out loud, didn't I?

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A/N: How about that cliffhanger? Anyone? Anyone?

I kid (^_−)☆ I'll get back to writing now. The shower scene is not over yet!