No one knows, only our bandmates and manager. We keep it to ourselves, not wanting it to take away any attention from the band.
The thing is, being an Alpha, sometimes sex isn’t enough. We have a primal urge, a need for an Omega.
At first I refused to touch another Omega, but Max wanted an Omega. He wanted to explore and enjoy being an Alpha. I didn’t want to hold him back, so I gave him permission to get those needs met.
He started going to a sex club called The Nest. It’s a place where everything is confidential and safe. No matter your sexuality or kink, they have a room for that.
After months of him going, he asked me to give it a try.
I knew I needed to try to get over Gia, to move on. I was never going to be with her, so why spend the rest of my life miserable?
Because I cared about Max, I went with him. And it honestly wasn’t bad. It helped that every woman we were with, I got to pretend it was Gia because I never saw their face.
It was fucked up and wrong, I know that. I was putting myself in a false reality.
But it worked. My mental health got better, things between Max and I started to thrive.
He even gave up the idea of finding an Omega for us because he was satisfied with this arrangement.
Turns out, The Nest had locations all over the world, so no matter where we were, we had options.
The thing is, this might work now while we’re young, but what about the future? I want an Omega. I want a pack. I want a family.
And I want it with Gia.
But I can’t fucking have it and it’s not fair.
“You okay?” Max’s voice of concern snaps me out of my melancholy thoughts.
“Yeah, sorry. Just being back here.” I sigh, looking out the front window. “It’s getting to me.”
Max gets to his feet, closing the space between us. He pins me to the counter, his lower half pressing against mine, making me groan when I feel his cock against mine.
His lips brush against my cheek, his raven black hair tickling my neck. “There's a Nest location here. We could go tonight, take the edge off, get lost in an Omega. Might help with you feeling restless.”
My eyes flutter shut as arousal fills me. “Yeah.” I groan as he sucks my earlobe into his mouth, biting down hard enough to make my cock jerk.
“Would you two get a room?” The door to the bus swings open and in walks Riker.
“Oh, good we got here before we caught them with their dicks out.” Leslie chuckles, following Riker in.
“We were planning on it.” I grumble as Max chuckles, pushing off me.
“Sorry boys. We’ve got plans tonight.”
“And that's why we don’t share hotel rooms anymore.” Riker says, pushing past us to head to the back.
The bus takes us to one of the hotels nearby. We are so done with bus life and decided to stay in a hotel for a few nights before our time off officially begins.
When we get into our room, Max and I head to the shower to get cleaned up.
“You gonna do something with this?” Max asks, flicking my blond hair hanging over my forehead.
“What’s the point?” I ask, raising a brow. “No one is going to see me.”
“True.” he grins. “And I love your messy hair.” He runs his fingers through my wet strands, grabbing a handful and giving a little tug.
“Fuck,” I hiss, my cock thickening again. He was just on his knees, swallowing me whole a few minutes ago and I’m already going again.