Page 348 of Omega for the Pack

My fingers slipped between her inner thighs, and as I rolled up, her breath hitched in her throat as my fingers brushed her pussy folds. I rubbed higher still, spreading her legs even further apart until her pussy lips opened before me as I hovered over her body. Her pussy lips were covered in slick as I stared. Pink, bright, and juicy with her sticky clear slick. A drop of her wetness seeped to the plastic sheet as I spread her legs. I moved around the bed until I was standing in front of her, between her legs, her butt pushed up to the edge of the bed.

I wanted to lick her pussy clean, but she needed to be as moist as possible for her next treatment. I rubbed the top of her pussy in oil next and placed two fingers against her pussy folds, holding her open. I gazed at her pink nub, throbbing and pulsing as I unveiled it, pushing her hood aside. Using my other finger, I gently rubbed her little clit up and down. I watched her cheeks flush, and her thighs spread wider the more I teased her.

“Do you want me to make you feel good at this time? Or do you want to wait for your alphas?”

“Oh my god, please,” she gasped out, her eyes fluttering open. “Please finish the job.”

“Anything you want, sweetheart,” I said. “Your clit is getting swollen the more I rub it. Does it need a little massage too?”

“Yes, please,” she said.

I could hear the desperation in her voice.

Rubbing my finger harder against her exposed clit, I watched as her hips jerked up and her thighs shook.

She was close. I could feel it.

My finger was growing stickier with her wetness the more I rubbed her. I paused for a moment to grab a clean pink egg-shaped dildo with a long rubber handle that simulated a knot.

It wasn’t the real thing, but it would do the job.

“Why did you stop?” she cried.

“I’m sorry, baby. I was just grabbing a little fun toy for you,” I said, watching her chest flush with her heat. I pressed the pink egg into her tight hole, watching her pussy clamp around it the more I shoved it in her. “Does this feel good?”

“It does,” she moaned.

I pushed the rubber egg inside her as I continued to rub her clit. The thin skin of her pussy stretched around the egg, suctioning it in deeper as I pulled the egg in and out each time. Then I pressed a button on the handle, and the egg began vibrating inside her little cunt. She yelled in surprise, feeling the sensation of the egg vibrating within her.

“Your little pussy is shaking and fluttering,” I said, closely watching her glistening pussy lips clenching and releasing around the thick egg inside her. I shoved the toy even deeper inside her. She screamed when she shattered around it, her legs snapping wider one last time as she took it all in.

“Take it out!” she gasped, and I quickly pulled it out with a pop. The egg was dripping in her slick, and I smelled the toy.

Her pussy smelled amazing. Like pineapples, but muted down to a musky omega odor. It was mesmerizing. I closed my eyes, inhaling the smell of the toy as I brought it to my nose. Then I stuck my tongue out and licked the toy, tasting her saltiness on my tongue. She tasted even better than I thought she would.

“You taste scrumptious,” I said, licking every drop of her wet release off the toy. I swirled the egg around her pussy to get some more of her sweetness as she lay there trying to catch her breath.

I licked off the egg again and put it in the sink. I washed my hands, and by the time I turned back, she had the sheets pulled up to her chest, and she was sitting up in bed with a pink glow to her cheeks.

“I’m hungry,” she said, and I heard the sound of her stomach growl.

“You did so well,” I said, touching her face with my pointer finger. “You deserve some good food because you were such a good little omega.”

She blushed again, and I smiled. The nurse came in with a tray of food, and I watched my omega eating with gusto. She quickly ate the salmon like there was no tomorrow, wiping every piece of rice off the plate.

“This tastes so delicious,” she said, digging into the oatmeal next. The nurse had said oatmeal was good for omegas losing a lot of liquids during their heats. I sat in the chair across from the bed, my dick getting harder the more she ate and shoveled down food through her plump lips. “Do I have any clothes to wear?”

“Most omegas dislike wearing clothes during their heats,” I said. “But if you’d like, I can grab some lingerie for you if that will make you feel a little bit better.”

“Yes, please,” she said, smiling gratefully at me before downing a big glass of water.

Leaving her to finish her food, I walked out of the room, happy that the omega was finally feeling content and comfortable. She would be nice and full before her next treatment. She was already looking so much better than a few hours before.

As I walked towards the supply room in the building, I ran into Joey, another beta assistant.

“Dude, I heard about the code yellow. How is the omega?” asked Joey, his eyes wide with curiosity. He had floppy blond hair and brown eyes. A cheerful guy at most.

“She’s doing much better,” I said. “Took a little time for the alpha to knot her, but she’s in way better shape after being successfully knotted.”

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