His Unwanted , His Beloved , His Omega

perspiration and limp with pleasure. Spasms of her po

ed himself from her within seconds of their mutual orgasm an

with her eyes, yearning to touch and caress the smooth and s

x, still hovered in the air between them and still, aft

a son,

oyed the intimacy of the moment, and relegated the ac

pted that it would never change. It wasn't an abrupt realization. No, it was

er tongue for months and should have been spoken long before now. They were wor

est. She wrapped her arms around her legs, pressed her cheek to her knees

. As usual he would take a few moments to compose himself before heading for the shower, wh

e words, and they spilled from h

divorce,

as a coiled spring before he turned his head to meet his st

d Eliza closed her eyes, trying to mask the pain that his words caused her

e hoped the lie s

"What happened to 'I'll l

ange," he

nto his elbow, resting his head on his hand. He looked so much like

allowed

that husky purr of agreement, but Eliza wasn't fooled by

ve chan

he same omega I married. The one who claimed to love me so much she couldn't li

ck, without moving, without s

y thing I've ever wanted from this pathetic excuse for a ma

divorce." Eliza tried for

y way out of this marriage. Not until I get what I want from you, and that day looks to be a long way

liza buried her face in her knees a

ha sat up and stretched languidly before g

a few seconds to compose herself before swiping the

milk and honey. It was a concoction her mother used to make for her when she was a l

nificantly, and she had just eased onto a bar stool and take

neck stood on end, and his

ing you're wearing," Romano observed idly, head

nding up in tuffs where he had carele

He looked as gorgeous as always, and Eliza hated

o never touched her outside of the bedroom. In the eighteen months they had been married, married not boned, this was the first time that she could recall the alpha touch

e, Eliza...ever," the alpha told he

divorcing you, Romano,