Page 12 of Adira's Omega

I rounded another corner, taking us in a circle and avoiding our suite. I knew she would follow me with ease. I wasn’t trying to be quiet for now. That part came later.

Stepping onto the first step to the first floor, I heard a vase crash to the ground behind me and a shout from Adira. That would give me a bit more time to put my plan into action.

Making my way to the kitchen, I ran through, hoping to spot Layla. Adira had kept her word, and Layla was now my friend and no longer a servant, but she liked to help out and keep herself busy. I didn’t mind. She was always there when I needed her as any friend would be, but we weren’t inseparable. Layla had her hobbies, and I had mine. Mine just happened to be fucking Adira and testing boundaries.

“Is Layla around here?” I asked the servants quietly. They pointed to the back room, and I ran in there, nearly crashing into Layla.

“Good lord, Nyla, what are you doing here?” I covered her mouth and pushed her farther into the room.

“Shh, I’m hiding. Long story short, I’m mad at Adira, so I’m making her work for it. Also I’m pregnant, and that’s a whole thing I can’t get into right now, but I want you to tell her I went a different way than I did. Throw her off my scent, so to speak.”

Layla pulled my hand off her mouth and gawked at me. “Are you crazy? I can’t lie to the Alpha. She’d take back her promise to you in an instant and send me to Martin and Moiri without feeling any guilt.” Her eyes were saucers, and I wanted to argue, but she was right. I pushed Adira enough. This would throw her over the edge, and Layla would be dragged down with me, except she would get an actual punishment that wouldn’t be enjoyable in any way.

I backed away and sighed. I should have thought this through, but my brain had been scrambled since I woke up and realized what day it was. I let out a long sigh. Today had been long and taxing. I wanted to sleep but knew it wasn’t going to happen any time soon.

I looked at the door, then back at Layla. “Okay, yes, close your eyes so you don’t have to lie.” She did as I said, and I took off through the second door in the room which led outside for deliveries. This area was not as well known to me, but I made due, making my way around the house and walking through the front door.

Peaking in, I didn’t see or hear anything. I pushed the door open enough to slide through and inch along the wall as I closed it. Still nothing. I sighed and turned to the right, heading for the entertainment room. It was enough out of the way that it would take some time for Adira to make her way there.

I slumped into one of the oversized chairs and relaxed for a moment. I was exhausted from the events of today and could only imagine how tiring the next nine months were going to go. I would want for nothing and neither would this child now that we knew it was Adira’s, but that didn’t mean the pregnancy was going to be easy.

Worries flooded my mind on what could go wrong, but one plus was on my side. Adira would throw money at the best doctors. Holding that thought in my mind, I stood up and grabbed a snack from behind the snack bar. There was a variety, but I went with caramel corn. The sweet saltiness was exactly what I needed while I waited.

Time went on, and before I knew it, nearly thirty minutes had passed, and I was getting a little worried. Not necessarily for Adira, but for me when she finally found where I was.

My foot tapped against the hardwood floor, and I debated about what my options were. I could sneak out and see if I could find her, then run away again, or I could wait here. Neither was great, but the first option at least gave me plausible deniability.

Standing, I made my way to the door and pulled it open. Instead of revealing an empty hallway, Adira filled the doorway, towering over me.

“Found you.” A sharp grin pulled at her lips as she walked in, forcing me to step back or bounce off of her powerful frame.

My eyes were wide and round as I stared up at her, waiting for her to attack and take what was hers.

Finally, Adira stopped in the center of the room with me a few feet away, then without warning, she pounced, wrapping her arms around me and hoisting me up before spinning me and placing me face down on the pool table.

I squirmed, not liking the feel of the green fabric against my skin, but Adira held me down with ease. One hand rested between my shoulder blades, ensuring that I didn’t move, and the other flipped up the bottom of my skirt, then gripped my underwear before pulling and shredding the fabric. I was bare to her and felt the coolness of the room seep into my warmth.

“You hid far better than I expected, little mate, but that means you will have to go longer without an orgasm. Thirty minutes to be precise.” I gasped and tried to turn my head to look at her, but I was stuck.

Without preparation, Adira pulled out her hard cock and lined up, slamming into me in one go. I should be used to this, but I still cried out at the intrusion. Her cock hit every nerve, lighting a fire within me that I knew she would tease and let fall to cinders until she revved it up again.

My legs dangled off the edge, unable to touch the ground or gain any leverage to change the angle in which she was pounding into me. The front of my thighs rammed into the table’s edge each time Adira entered my pussy without remorse.

Adira pulled one of my legs up, placing my knee on the ledge and increasing the angle in which she drove into me. I screamed and tried to pull away, needing a moment to get used to the intrusion, but Adira wasn’t having it.

“Take all of me, Nyla, like you have every night since you became mine.” A shiver ran up my spine as Adira raked her nails along the underside of my thigh. “You will take my knot and my seed, but you will not come until I tell you.”

I nodded into the rough fabric, knowing that was what she wanted.

“Such a good Omega,” she cooed, but her forceful thrusts didn’t stop. Her speed slowed, but she flicked her hips forward in a harsh snap, hitting every piece inside me and making my orgasm grow even with the pain.

“Please, Addie,” I pleaded, hoping she would take me with her into orgasmic bliss. “I’m already so close.”

“Is that so?” Adira pulled out and flipped me around. “If you’re going to come from me fucking your pussy, then I will have to fuck something else. Your mouth or your ass?” she asked, waiting for me to answer.

Neither was my true answer, but she wouldn’t accept that. I took a little too long to answer, so Adira decided for me, as she did quite often.

“Ass it is.” Adira flipped me back over, and I argued against it.

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