Page 41 of Nanny Omega

“It’s my room. Did you forget?” Ersa mumbled, his voice thick with sleep. His lashes fluttered as he shifted slightly, burrowing deeper into the covers.

“No.”I’m just used to seeing you in my room. Xander didn’t dare say the latter out loud. He eased off the bed, but as soon as his feet touched the floor, an unsettling wave of disappointment coiled around his chest like a serpent.

Xander drew in a slow, steady breath, forcing the feeling down. “Get some rest. We can talk later,” he said quietly.

“Okay,” Ersa murmured sleepily, his words dissolving into a soft sigh.

Xander stood frozen, his gaze drinking them in—Ersa curled protectively around Benjn, the steady rise and fall of their breathing, the peaceful aura surrounding them. A sharp longing clashed with the logical voice in his head telling him to leave, to give them space. With one last glance, he turned on his heel and strode toward his office.

Xander buried himself in work, throwing every ounce of his focus into the intricate designs of his waste bot, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop thinking about Ersa. The ache was constant, a dull, relentless throb just beneath his ribs. And seeing Ersa back in his old room earlier had been a brutal reminder of why the omega was off-limits. Untouchable. He was Benjn’s nanny, nothing more. Xander should have been grateful—relieved—that his cub finally had the care and attention he needed.

But it wasn’t enough. He wanted more… so much more.

So, he worked, the hours slipping by unnoticed, his hands moving with mechanical precision while his thoughts spiraled. The quiet hum of his tools filled the room, but even that wasn’t enough to drown out the hunger clawing at him. As if punishing himself for wanting something he couldn’t have, he pushed on until his vision blurred and his fingers ached. Only when his eyelids grew too heavy to keep open did he finally give in, dragging himself away from his desk.

But instead of heading to his own bed, his feet carried him toward the nursery. He told himself he was only going to check on Benjn—just a quick glance to settle his nerves.

The sight that greeted him stole his breath.

Ersa lay curled up in his bed, fast asleep, the soft rise and fall of his chest visible beneath the blankets. Moonlight spilled through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across his face, and Xander’s heart slammed against his ribs. He stood frozen, drinking him in, his body going wild with need at the mere sight of him.

Before his mind could catch up, before logic could intervene and demand answers, he was already moving, driven by instinct, by something raw and unspoken that thrummed beneath his skin. Xander slipped into bed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight as he reached for Ersa. The warmth of his body called to him, and when his fingers brushed over Ersa’s hip, a soft moan of protest escaped the omega’s lips.

“Shhh,” Xander murmured, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the back of Ersa’s neck. The scent of him filled his senses, soothing and intoxicating all at once.

“Xander…” Ersa whispered, his voice still heavy with sleep, and the sound of his name spoken like that sent a deep, visceral ache through Xander’s body. “What’s going on?”

“You feel it too, don’t you?” Xander whispered, his voice rough with emotion. “I’ve been trying to hold back—trying to keep things professional between us. You’re Benjn’s nanny. I shouldn’t want you. But I can’t fight it anymore. I’m not strong enough.” His fingers tightened their hold on Ersa’s waist, as if afraid to let go. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in an omega. With you, I don’t have to pretend. I don’t have to be something I’m not. I’ve fallen in love with you. And I know you’ve been through so much—I know being with an alpha isn’t easy, but—”

“I feel something too,” Ersa interrupted, his voice trembling. “I don’t know if it’s love… not yet. But I want to be close to you. I want to learn more about you. And even though I promised myself I’d never open my heart to anyone again… you and Benjn changed that. You made me want more.” His voice cracked, and he took a shuddering breath. “When I came back from the health center, I thought I’d finally found my place here. The experiment worked, and I could really be Benjn’s nanny—be everything he needed. But I wasn’t happy. Because that’s not all I want to be. I want to be more. I want to be Benjn’s father. And I want to be yours.”

Tears slipped down his cheeks, silent and unstoppable. He sniffled, trying to hold them back, but the emotions were too big, too overwhelming. “I like being with you,” he whispered, his voice breaking.

Xander froze. His breath caught, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst. When he finally spoke, his voice was soft, disbelieving. “You do?”

Ersa nodded, his lips curving into a watery, fragile smile.

“But I’m scared,” Ersa whispered, his voice barely holding steady. “The thought of losing someone I love again… it terrifies me. I don’t know if I could survive it.” His eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

Xander reached for him, his touch warm and grounding as his hand closed over Ersa’s. “I’m scared too,” he admitted, his voice low and rough with honesty. “But the thought of not trying? Of letting fear keep me from you? That scares me even more. I want to try—with you.”

Ersa nodded.

An overwhelming need to be closer surged through him, and before he knew it, he’d slipped off the bed and held out his hand.

“Come,” he said.

Ersa came willingly, and together, they walked back to Xander’s room. There, Xander grasped Ersa’s chin and slammed their lips together in a devouring kiss before he carried him to the bed. When Ersa moaned into his mouth and his arms slipped around his back to drag him closer, Xander lost his hold on himself.

As if he were merely an observer, watching from afar, he broke away from their kiss, folding to his knees.

“Where are you going?” Ersa whimpered.

“Nowhere,” Xander rumbled as he roughly brought Ersa’s thighs to his chest.

“Let me take these off… oh fuck… ahh…” Ersa moaned his hands falling away as Xander dragged them off his ass and pushed into his hole in one smooth thrust. The pants around his legs locked his thighs together, reducing any movement, squeezing his ass so tight around his cock.

Oh fuck. Xander silently cried as wet heat met his cock. He was literally coming undone, every uncontrollable thrust pushing him to the very brink. When his orgasm hit, Xander tried to hold it back, but the mind-bending pleasure was too much for him. And when his knot thickened and slipped into Ersa’s hole, joining them together, Xander’s entire body convulsed, a violent tremor rattling through him as pleasure flooded his veins. His senses dulled, and the world slipped away, leaving him suspended in an abyss of overwhelming sensation.

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