Page 19 of Omega Shattered
"I don't need a game plan," I told him. "I'm perfectly fine." It was a lie. I'd been sporting a semi since the omega had shownup, but my jeans kept it on lockdown so no one else would notice.
"Right, of course you are," Archer looked over at Orion. "What about you?"
Orion ran his fingers over his scar. "I have a passing interest, but I can control myself."
"We can all control ourselves. Let's just figure out how to make it easier?"
"Put her out in the cold for a while. She won't be perfuming then," I pointed out. "Or we just all stay away from her. Let River take care of her."
Of all of us, River hated omegas the most. I came in a close second. I wasn't entirely sure where Archer stood, considering how he was reacting to a perfuming omega next to him, but Orion was pretty solid in the no omega camp, too. We all had our experiences with the designation and there weren't many good stories out there from what I'd heard.
"She's scared and stressed out," Archer told us, like he was some kind of expert on omegas. "She told me some pretty awful things about the ORC. And that she's only had one heat in her life, so they're sending her to the heat dens."
"Omegas lie," I spat out. "You know this, Arch. She ran away, so obviously she doesn't want to go back. She figured you out in no time, though, went straight for your bleeding heart with some cock and bull story that was designed to make you want to help her. Then sitting on your lap, wiggling her ass all over you, it's a classic ploy. You're better than this!" My frustration spilled into voice.
Archer sighed. "I don't think she was lying, Kade. It sounded real. And what do we really know about the ORC? She described it as hell."
"Yeah, because she's being taught to be a better omega. No one wants that. They all want to be pampered and spoiled and get what they want," I said bitterly. "Anything to get that bite."
"She had a pack before, but I haven't seen a single bite on her."
"Means nothing. Just that she was so bad, her pack rejected her before they could even make that mistake."
"It doesn't matter," Orion finally spoke up, his gravely voice calm. "We already agreed as a pack, no omegas. She's just a distraction. We're good at dealing with distractions."
He wasn't wrong.
"As soon as we're out of here, we'll fuck some beta ladies and get it out of our systems," he suggested.
I grunted in return. For some reason, that thought held no appeal. Sure, betas were nice and uncomplicated, but the thought of taking yet another party girl from some bar home . . . no, it just wasn't something I wanted. Maybe I was getting old, losing my libido. Yet, when the little omega's scent wafted past me, I immediately got hard. It was definitely problematic.
"I'm going to see if we can get to the supermarket in the morning," I told the guys. "We need something besides junk and frozen pizzas around here."
"You only eat your salads anyway, what do you care about our food?" Archer looked at me curiously.
"None of you are any good to me if you're malnourished. And I need to get out of this house." The scent of the omega still swirled around the living room and it was driving me insane. Being out in the fresh air was exactly what I needed. Tomorrow, I'd leave the house and reset.
We finally headed up to bed around midnight. The honey and apple scent was so much stronger upstairs, even with River's door closed. I groaned at the instant effect it had on me and practically ran for my room. Thankfully, it was on the oppositeend of the hall from River's room, where I assumed the omega was holed up.
There was no way to just crash like this. Gritting my teeth in annoyance that a fucking omega could affect me like this, I stripped off my clothes and stepped into the shower, setting it to warm and wrapping my fist around my thick cock. My length was rock hard from the smells in the hallway and one stroke of my hand nearly had me exploding.
"Just this once," I told myself. "One time, you get off to her and be done with it."
Standing under the warm shower spray, I tilted my head back, closing my eyes to better imagine those big grey eyes gazing up at me from the bathroom floor as she licked over my head. I ran my thumb over my tip, collecting pre-cum as I imagined her slicking it up and then sinking down over my length.
In my mind, the omega swirled her tongue, pulling back and then leaning forward to deep throat me. A grunt escaped my throat as I imagined my cock sliding down her throat, making her gag and cough.
It was too much. I erupted, painting the shower wall in front of me with my cum. My orgasm felt never ending, as my hips bucked with each pulse of my cock and I grunted. Fuck, if just imagining her got me off this hard, what would it be like to actually fuck her?
Somehow I didn't think I'd get a chance to find out.
Chapter 11
Memories
Iwas hot. The blankets on top of me irritated my skin and sweat trickled down my back when I sat up.
My hand jerked back as I tried to lift it to wipe my face. Right. River had handcuffed himself to me.
