Page 109 of Feral Alphas

Chapter forty

Luka

I pant around the cloth bunched in my mouth as I jerk off in front of the camera. Can’t have Rose hearing me, although from the broken cello sounds in the house, she’s spending her quiet hour with Kye, learning to play.

I’ve been doing this streaming thing for six weeks now, although I took a break while Colt was home on leave. I offered to refund my subscribers for the two missed weeks, but most of them said to make up for it with future recording time. With five hundred dollars a month in subscriptions, I don’t want to disappoint them. Not only is it flattering, but much needed since insurance is due.

And my online shopping arrived yesterday, which means I have a treat for my viewers today. I splurt into my hand and breathe for a minute, my cock still firm as I wipe the spunk off. The bad boy is insatiable, even with an omega in the house. Or maybe it’s the constant linger of her scent that’s the problem.

I have a special surprise for you today,I type.

The chat goes wild with speculation. Over thirty people are watching right now, and green dollar signs float up as a few new ones join the room.

You’ve all been asking to see more of me, so how about it?

Acouple of the newbies troll, but my regulars practically jump up and down in excitement. Big eyes and love hearts flood the chat, and L.o.l.l.y throws an excited scream up that goes over three lines.

ThirstyKirsty, who’s never shy about her body saysMmmm yes! show us so I can finish.

But there’s one I wait to see before I move my cam.

ALA:Show us what you have, peach

Slowly I pan the camera up to show my bare chest, wondering why I like the nickname he gave me. Maybe because he speaks a bit like my dom. Honestly, the weird, long sleeve black crop top I bought is super embarrassing, something you’d only see on a catwalk or on a himbo at the gym, but it covers my arm tatts, including the new one of my omega’s bite. I chuckle as Rose’s reaction comes to mind.

I stop before the camera shows my face, but I waxed my chest yesterday and lightly oiled it today, so I’m pretty sure it’s photo worthy, even if I am a bit skinny. Sex three or more times a day does wonders for muscles, and with a heaven-scented omega in the house the scale tips toward ‘more’.

ThirstyKirsty announces that she’s creaming, and the chat fills up.

That shirts sexy AF

Wow, surprise all right!

ALA:So good. Give those abs a stroke for us.

I graze my fingers over the ridges of my body, thinking how Rose does the same whenever she’s in reach, like she doesn’t even know she’s doing it. My hand toys down my Adonis belt, and I shift to squat on the chair, knees wide, as I wind up for the next orgasm.More dollar signs float across the screen as I drizzle the clear lube across my ribs and rub it down.

It's not a traditional career for sure, but the fact I’m finally earning money from something I’m good at, without leaving the house, makes me hot inside. I let my head flop back as I tug at my ring, letting the electric voltage against my nerves bring me to the edge.

“You want any help there, Luka?” Rose brushes against my side.

Adrenaline ricochets through my veins. “Fuck!” I slam the laptop closed and pull the wire out of the camera to be sure. “Shit, you scared me, Rose!”

She giggles into her hand. “Sorry. You didn’t hear me knock.” Or enter the room, apparently. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. Leslie told me lots of people watch porn.”

Watching wasn’t exactly what I was doing, but she’s too innocent to figure out the rest.

“I like this shirt. Is it new?”

I clear my throat, burning lust warring with a conflicting sense of responsibility. “Yeah. It’s silly though.”

She kisses my cheek. “Sorry I interrupted. I’ll go.”

I grab her hand. “Just, ah, give me ten minutes and I’ll accept your help.”

She brightens.

“In fact, I want you to strip and climb into your nest and touch yourself until I get there.”

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