Page 11 of Taming The Omega

Seth said nothing, merely stared at him with eyes like saucers. Perplexed at the surprising stubbornness, he sat back and saw the reason why. Oh yeah, that semi-roused dick was now a full on hard rod. Small as Seth was, it didn’t make too much of a tent in the blanket, but it was there if you looked. No wonder the kid was clinging to the cover.

Caleb raised his gaze to Seth and saw that the dusky cheeks were flaming red now. Even in the gloom of the cave, the embarrassment was clear to see. Knowing that his efforts had created a difficult situation for his charge made Caleb determined to rectify it. Pronto.

He cupped the boy’s chin with a light hold. “Hey now. No need to be bothered by all that. It’s perfectly normal given how, ah, I’ve been, you know, touching you.”

As reassurances went, he knew his fell squarely in the lame category. He had zero experience taking complete care of someone else and like any gamma, he wasn’t exactly smooth with his words. Gods, at this moment, he’d give anything to have the intelligence and persuasive skills of a beta or even the quiet competency of a plain old sigma.

Seth dropped his gaze to stare at his tented lap. “It’s not for me,” he said in a hushed tone. “Normal, I mean.”

Frowning, Caleb pondered that pronouncement. He ran his thumb along the omega’s jawline without realizing it until a small shiver ran through the boy’s body. Caleb dropped his hand even though he missed the contact immediately.

“What do you mean not for you? You’ve played with other pups, haven’t you?” By the time any shifter reached an age for mating, they’d typically spent years since puberty exploring with others, mostly of their own sex.

Seth shook his head, still not looking at him. “Not with other pups, no.”

Although the omega stopped there with his answer, there was a subtext to it that made Caleb stiffen. He didn’t like the slight emphasis he heard on the word “pup”. Knowing as he did now what Will had endured, his stomach knotted sickeningly over the implications of Seth’s simple reply. That plus the memory of the early-morning blowjob sent his limited imagination down a path he really didn’t want to follow. Plus, Seth had already asked if they could stop talking about his past. The most important thing at the moment was making the boy well.

He scratched the back of his head and dug deep for the right way to handle the problem. “Okay, so it’s normal. I’m, you know, older than you and I guess way more experienced about things like this. It’s important that you believe me about that.”

While he still didn’t look up, Seth widened his eyes once more and nodded. “Of course, Gamma.”

“Aw, not because I’m higher in pack order. I just mean that I want to help you, and I can’t do that as well if you don’t let me lick your lower wounds. The saliva is helping, and you don’t want to stay cooped up in this dank cave longer than necessary anyway. Do you?”

Seth shook his head in mute answer to the question. He still didn’t let go of the blanket, but when Caleb tried again to lower it, the omega uncurled his fingers enough to let the fabric slip from his grasp. The uncovering revealed a sight that made Caleb’s breath catch even though he’d already known what he was going to see. Nothing he pictured inside his head, however, prepared him for how fetching and arousing Seth’s hard cock was.

He’d known already that it was slender, yet fully engorged, it lengthened and thickened to make a good mouthful. Just the notion of sucking it down sent saliva flooding Caleb’s cheeks. He’d have plenty to use for the healing, he noted absently. If he could keep his hands to himself. And, he’d better. No way he’d take advantage of this physically and clearly psychologically wounded omega.

“There you go.” He tried to keep his words light and easy. Inside though, his body raged. Heated blood shot straight to his dick, increasing the pressure and its need to spring free. He ignored it with gritted teeth.

Too late, he realized that given their positions, he needed to turn Seth on his uninjured side. That led to easier access of the wounded thigh, but it also meant that Seth faced him. Which meant that the lovely aroused omega cock now brushed up against Caleb’s knee.

“This is going to be fine.” He made the promise with the intention of keeping it. As he bent over the slightly trembling body, he only hoped he had the strength to resist the temptation laid out beside him.

Chapter Six

Seth couldn’t keep himself still. Try as he might, fine tremors ran up and down his body with each touch by the gamma. And, that was only from the guy’s hands. When Caleb leaned over him and started running his tongue along the jagged edge of the hip wound, Seth practically jumped out of his skin. The gamma stopped licking briefly then murmured reassuringly before settling back to his task.

Seth didn’t know how to handle this kind of attention. He had nothing to compare it to, not even his dam or sire had ever treated him with such tender care for the short time that he’d lived with them. Certainly no higher male in his old pack had done so. They had treated him like they had all the other pups—with careless disregard until they’d reached a point of more intimate service. There had been no kindness then, either. It had always been a quick slaking of a need before going on with their day or night. Certainly none had cared if Seth received any pleasure from it.

He hadn’t expected any. No one he knew had. It had been a way of life for a year or two until being mated. Then, it would have been a duty to perform for only one shifter. And, for an omega, it would have meant being at the beck and call of someone with dominion over him. Someone like this gamma, except that Caleb didn’t act like other powerful shifters. He seemed to be truly only concerned with helping him.

Maybe that was why Seth’s untried dick had reacted when it had always before been smart enough to stay hidden. Something about the soothing, velvety lapping aroused him instead of calming him. His blood thrummed in his ears, like an echo of his too-rapid heartbeat. His balls had tightened up against his body and his cock jerked in time with every lick.

A whimper passed his lips before he could swallow it back. Unlike every other time he’d uttered that noise, this one sounded more like a plea to continue, not stop. It had an undertone of sultry need, not fear, that even his untrained ears could detect. Did the gamma hear it?

Caleb stopped and placed a warm hand on Seth’s hip bone. “I’m sorry, am I hurting you?”

Apparently not, thank the Gods. He didn’t trust his voice, so he simply shook his head once and almost violently. His fingers clenched the edge of the blanket that he now lay on. He didn’t dare try to cover his groin with it, not wanting to attract the gamma’s attention to that blush-inducing situation. Why couldn’t his dumb dick settle down?

He shuddered again and gasped as the gamma shifted his massive body in a way that caused his knee to brush across Seth’s cockhead.

Caleb froze, then pulled his leg back. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to, um…”

Wow, the gamma sounded as embarrassed and uncomfortable as Seth felt. Of course, the guy didn’t like seeing Seth’s response to what was intended to be medicinal. No one cared about an omega’s sexual needs. Did omegas even have sexual needs? Up until a few minutes ago, he probably would have said no. Now, he felt very needy indeed. Like the ache in his dick was going to make him go crazy if something didn’t happen soon to make it go away.

The question was what, except he knew the answer. It was the same one as for all the shifters he’d serviced before running away. He’d done it that morning for this gamma even. He knew what he wanted, craved. He also knew that he risked an angry response by this shifter, who’d shown him nothing but kindness, if he dared to come all over the guy’s only pair of jeans.

Fearing that he would do that from the lapping sensation alone, he tried to angle his lower half away from Caleb. The gamma wasn’t having any of that. His grip tightened on Seth’s hip to keep him in place.

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