Page 36 of Taming The Omega

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He woke with a heart-pounding start, his gamma instincts telling him that he was under attack. His hands made a grab for the body covering his, ready to crush his opponent until his brain and wolf both recognized that it was his mate. Seth straddled his pelvis, his slight body trembling, hot and sweaty. His slender fingers had a death grip on Caleb’s already rampant cock. The boy impaled himself on it with a brutal drop of his ass that left Caleb gasping for breath.

“What are you…” His words fled as the powerful scent hit him square in the face. Then the tight, slick channel encasing his cock squeezed in undulating waves that sent his rational mind spinning out of control. His wolf rose up and howled.

Seth’s answered with a piteous whine echoed by his human voice. The omega flattened his hands on Caleb’s chest and rode his shaft at a desperate pace. Trying to gain some kind of control over the situation, Caleb wrapped his hands around the boy’s hips. Whatever he hoped to do was immediately shunted aside when his knot began to swell. Oh Gods, the intensity! He’d heard older shifters telling tales about this, but nothing compared to experiencing it himself.

The pressure caused by his knot pressing against Seth’s slick ass was overwhelming. It was some kind of sweet form of torture, torqueing up the ache in his balls and sending an electrifying pulse up his dick. His fingers dug into the spare flesh they touched, and his wolf pranced around like a demented being.

Seth whimpered and whined, unable to rise up and escape the stretching of his channel. He scratched Caleb’s chest and rocked back and forth, the only movement allowed him now. The omega’s hole clenched around the base of Caleb’s cock and a flood of slick slithered down. That was all it took to send Caleb over the edge.

With a guttural cry, he arched up. He could feel his cum as it shot up and out, some dribbling back onto him to mingle with the omega slick. At the same moment, sticky warmth splattered his stomach. Seth writhed and screamed from his own release. The next round of climax hit Caleb before the spasms of the first subsided, and this time instinct had him flipping his mate onto the pallet. None of his gamma seed could escape its fate. He needed to ensure that it surged up into his mate to find the egg waiting for it.

He thrust between Seth’s legs, trying to drive his cock even farther into its sheath. He was blind to his need to claim the omega’s body and only held onto his sanity by a thread. Placing his hands flat on the pallet, he held himself up even as he rocked forward once more. The small body beneath him would be too easily crushed. But even so, he knew he couldn’t stop his assault. This was only the beginning.

Seth had gone into heat and there would be no rest for either of them.

Chapter Fourteen

“Thanks.” Caleb took the basket of food from the sigma and hurried back to the shed. He didn’t dare leave his mate for long. While they needed to eat, he also knew that food took a back seat to breeding.

His legs were wobbly after a night of non-stop mounting. His cock was practically raw, having spent more time inside Seth’s ass than out of it. No amount of slick and cum could stop the chafing. No one had prepared him for how tough this was going to be. And, he had little to complain about. His poor mate must be horribly sore. Yet, there was no help for it. Until Caleb’s seed took, the omega would be mindless in his need to be mounted and bred, and Caleb was duty-bound to service him.

Even as he opened the door to the shed, he could scent that he’d been away too long. He hurried in and found the boy lying where he’d left him on the pallet. Seth was on his back, his legs splayed wide open. He had two fingers jammed inside his hole as far as his reach would allow.

The omega eyed him with a wild gaze and whined. “H-help me, please! It’s not working. Gods,” he cried, arching his back. “I can’t make it stop hurting.”

“It’s okay, baby. I’m here.”

Caleb practically tossed the basket, wrenching his jeans down at the same time. Good thing he wore only those. A second later, he slid to his knees between his mate’s legs. He tugged the fingers from the hole. His dick had hardened instantly at the sight of Seth in need, so he wasted no time lining it up and going balls-deep in one hard thrust.

Seth screamed and clutched at the messy bedding. Caleb dragged his cock out slowly before pressing it back in. With his mate’s ass tilted up for full viewing, he let himself enjoy how their bodies joined. It seemed impossible that his thick cock could squeezed past the tiny pucker of Seth’s omega hole. Yet it did, unfurling the dusky flesh, now a puffy pink from so much use. It had to hurt, but that meant nothing in the face of the biological drive to conceive. Even as he went slowly, his mate bucked in a demand for more—harder, faster.

Caleb bottomed out again and stared at the seal of skin, vibrating with tiny squeezes around his taut rod. The clenching became fiercer, a reminder that when a shifter was in the throes of heat, gentleness wasn’t a kindness. He picked up speed and drilled that ass until his knot prevented him from moving. Once more, he gave himself leave to observe what he did to his mate. That tight ass quivered and spasmed as his knot swelled inside and pressed the walls of Seth’s passage. The unnaturally wide expansion obviously caused even more discomfort, but that was nothing compared to how big that pathway would stretch when Seth whelped their pups.

Gods, the thought of filling his mate with his offspring sent him over the edge. He clasped the boy’s cock and began to jerk it to bring him along. The poor shaft was as red as his own and likely just as sore. But coming helped soothe Seth. It helped Caleb, as well, usually triggering a cascade of his own climax over and over. The more seed he sent flying up into Seth’s body, the faster the breeding would happen.

At least he hoped so.

Ropes of sticky, white cum coated his hand, slicking the way, making him groan in sympathetic pleasure. He ended up collapsing over his mate, bracing as always to keep from crushing him. He sought and captured the omega’s lips. They, too, were puffy and red from the constant assault by Caleb’s mouth. Kissing wasn’t necessary, but he found he liked it all the same. Seth obviously did, grabbing Caleb’s arms and pulling him in closer. His mate even dared to chase his tongue back and forth between their mouths. The face-to-face mating made the whole nature-driven frenzied coupling more personal, more intimate.

Too much so perhaps.

When his knot finally went down, he disengaged their bodies. He hated seeing the wince on his mate’s face as he tugged the head of his cock out. There was nothing to be done about it. He could, however, feed the poor boy before the need to mount overwhelmed them.

“Here, sweetheart.” Cradling Seth in his arms, he placed an egg sandwich up to his lips.

“Hmm.” Seth took a huge bite and chewed with vigor.

“I guess maybe we know now why you were so hungry yesterday.”

“Mmm,” the omega agreed with a nod before taking another big mouthful.

Caleb juggled a bottle of water along with the sandwich until Seth shook his head and settled down with his eyes closed. “When does this end?”

“No idea.” He kissed the top of his head. “Soon, I hope. For your sake.”

“I feel so out of control, like my body is waging a war with itself.” A shudder rippled through him. “At the same time, the pleasure is so intense, I wish it would last forever. Is it like that for you?”

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