The Omega Verse: A Reverse Harem Omegaverse (Billionaires in Heat Book 3) by Roxy Collins

Author:Roxy Collins [Collins, Roxy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SLM Publishing
Published: 2023-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

I have some vague awareness that the wad of papers is a contract of some kind. A house deed? I don’t know, since it’s the first one I’ve ever seen, and I’m in no state to read it. And it’s on the floor anyway, crushed under my knees as I clutch the coffee table, sobbing over those old paperbacks.

“It’s okay, Cassie. Don’t cry. It’ll be alright. I promise.”

I can’t see through my tears, but I can hear the gentle thread of Jett’s voice and feel the soothing pressure of his arms as he lifts me. He doesn’t put me back on the sofa, but carries me over to the old rocking chair, arranging me on his lap. I don’t fight him – I’m not sure I’m even in my body right now – and he gently drags the sheepskin throw over us both. He tugs it up high, almost to my ears. I smell wool, and sunlight, and a faint musk that might be my brother. I try to hold my breath, to keep that scent inside me, but my tears push it out. I cry harder, and Jett presses my cheek to his chest with a large, warm hand. Gentle fingers strum through my hair, brushing wet strands away from my cheek. It feels so good, but I want to scream. I want to tear at the grief tightening like a steel band around my throat. But Jett just rocks the chair and holds me.

Flashes of Steven play through my mind, taunting me. His Ghost Rider bike. The view from high on his back. The smell of his shampoo. Thin arms with bitten nails. Angry lines next to a mouth too big for his face. Wicked, laughing eyes while he tickles me. A bloody lip, a broken tooth, a black eye. The cords on his neck as he kicks a wall. The curve of his shoulders as he storms out. The slap of the door, the thud of his running feet. As he left me. He left me. He left me and never came back.

But Jett’s a solid warmth against my shaking body, his scent musky and sweet, like amber and chocolate. His chest is moving, and it takes me a moment to realise…He’s humming. A song, or snatches of it. I try to hear the words under the vibration, but it’s dipping deeper. Changing into something else.

He’s purring.

Jett Colson is purring for me.

“Don’t stop,” I whisper, and he rocks us harder, the purr echoing through his breastbone. “Can you hold me tighter?”

He does, holding me until I can feel the thud of his heart against my ribs. I count the beats and think of my brother. How he was, and everything we never got to be.

But eventually, I have to lift my head. I can’t stay here curled on his lap, no matter how good it feels.

Just five minutes more.

He hasn’t pushed me off, even though his shirt is wet and his legs must be aching. There’s a hug, after all, and then there’s a full-scale breakdown.

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