Page 22 of The Omega's Unexpected Bounty
With other mates we would have kissed longer, then he would have gone to his knees and serviced me from below. Only when his cock was throbbing and ready to explode would I have leaned against his ass, ravished him from behind while I licked his warm salty-sweet slick. His moans would have grown until they would’ve been painful to my own ears. After several minutes of mournful begging, I would have penetrated him.
His thick head pushed between my cheeks and I let out a long calming breath. I heard some men from his other parent’s planet would do this. Their men couldn’t have babies with each other, but they still engaged in the same type of intercourse. It did not differ from what we did with our Daras – the middle sex. In that, he had a good point.
My muscles tightened as he slid deeper within. It hurt, but I wouldn’t… couldn’t let him stop. I had to show him I could endure what I expected him to do. It was slow, and while I appreciated the gesture, I wasn’t a timid Omega on his first night. My hips rocked to him, and he pushed past my ring. Despite being the same sex, our insides were different, and his thick end stopped mid push. I wasn’t trying to keep him out, but Soturi weren’t made for taking a penis; Omegas were. We give, although that wasn’t the situation with us. My lips pushed together hard, and I slid forward impaling myself on his manhood. My eyebrows rose. It hurt, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant; almost like an agony that felt good. I bit my lips and squeeze my eyes shut while my inner ring stretched out to take him out. Earlier he had some questions, and maybe he still did, but his low moan told me he didn’t find this disagreeable.
Neither do I to be honest.This was new, and perhaps I should take a more cerebral stance. This was an opportunity to compare myself against all the Daras I’ve taken. Instead, I pulled myself closer and stared hard into his light blue eyes. His forehead wrinkled in confusion or frustration. Perhaps, both, and I couldn’t tell. His musk grew and overpowered the surrounding foliage and ocean in the background. An Omega cock was in me, but I knew he wanted me in him. His mind wouldn’t let him say it.
“Is this all you do? I asked with a grunt. “Stick it in and nothing more. Show me how you would do it. Can’t the little Omega impress his prince?”
He glared back, and two hands gripped my ankle tight. He lifted my legs up more and then rocked back until only the head of his cock rested within my ass. With no permission, his hips jerked forward. I moaned involuntarily while the spikes of pleasure-pain radiated out. Two men stared at each other hard with tight-lipped expressions. This wasn’t traditional sex nor was it mating; a contest of wills instead. Perhaps it was foolish, and we should have enjoyed it more, but for now it was a battle, and I wondered how long it would be before I won.
Back and forth he went while I rocked with him. From the shakes, it was nearly impossible to see anything. Only quick sights amid the blurs. An image of his corded neck muscles, and then the leaking arousal on my cock segued into a face of his reddened skin while he panted.
His body was slim and toned. Most Omegas have muscles, but he was firm all over. There wasn’t excess fat on him anywhere, just one hard slab of muscled, slender male. I suppose it made sense for someone in his vocation to have endurance. Tight, defined abdominals flexed while his cut biceps stretched under the tanned skin. Beads of sweat ran down the chest grooves then down toward his crotch. Instead of looking pained or out of breath, it was as if the royal servants oiled him until he shone. Flashes of light from the sun danced over his wet skin with every quick jerk.
My eyes closed tight while ‘my’ found Omega stretched me out from within. My pants and his grunts came together until I couldn’t tell who made what noise. It was just us heaving under the sun while the surf crashed in the background. After several more slams, I didn’t hear it. Either he was that loud, or he timed them to the quick ocean splashes. From the quickness, I presumed the surf was coming quickly.
I couldn’t see, but I sensed my neck muscles cord while the pain grew from within. It was both agony and pleasure, but I no longer felt the difference.
My vision shook, and I couldn’t see my cock, but I knew my orgasm was coming soon. Caan sped up, and common sense said he was close as well.
To and fro he went before he slammed hard against my ass. I didn’t have the same equipment, but he still buried himself all the way until I felt his thick warm balls ground against my entrance. I groaned loud as he emptied himself inside me.
For one of the rare times in my life, I ejaculated without touching my cock. The pleasure-pain shot through and via sweaty vision I saw thick ropes of white land on his chest and stomach. Gravity tugged at my spent arousal, and it slid down over his wet, sweaty skin. I saw no more while I rocked my head back. He moved little, but it didn’t mean his shots were any less intense. I squeezed around him while his cock continued to swell inside. More spurts came from me without trying. I couldn’t see where they landed, but I sensed they were lower than before. Several more came until they pooled around my cock.
I smiled but didn’t know why. After sex, I enjoyed seeing the Dara males pant on the bed as a testament to my ability and endurance. Sometimes they avoided touching their ass against the bed. I was never cruel, but a cock there hurts with pleasure. It was something I now understood. Every burning throb from within was another reminder. Yet there was some pride in this way. Omegas were made for penetration yet I still made him ejaculate. There was a power in that.
He pulled back, and nothing physical would keep him inside. Only his reluctance to pull out would do. If he were Soturi, he would have stayed in me longer. My cock was wet with ejaculate and flared out at the end. If I were in him, we would have been stuck for several minutes.Not that it would be without pleasure.
He pulled back, and I winced as my ring stretched out. We were Soturi and Omega. Perhaps a natural Femeni would have given in, and we would have done it differently, but he wasn’t that. A treasure and a solution to my problems, but not traditional. He rolled over and laid with me in the sand and grass.
“Did you enjoy it?” I asked.
“Yes,” he whispered. “You?”
“Different, but pleasurable,” I said.
He sighed low. “I liked it but, it feels like it should have–”
“–been the other way around,” I finished.
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Chapter Thirteen
CAAN
“You fucked an Augo prince?” asked Tiny. He paced back and forth on the silver desk. Behind him, through the transparent dome were soft swimming blocks and seaweed-creatures. I could have asked the implant about them, but I had other things to think about.
He was small, but his broad gestures were anything but that. “I get turned off, and the galaxy turns crazy. You’re bonded?”
“Well, yes and no. Sort of, it’s hard to explain.”
He stopped in mid-step, looked up and pointed at me. “You’re dressed for the Commencement Activities. You know? Where an Augo Soturi and Omega announce their commitment to thewholeplanet? They’re serious when they give public announcements. This is major.”
I looked down to my brown Smart-Fiber armored leggings. Graden said it was to honor the warriors from the other kingdoms. I poked at it with my fingers. It moved like soft fiber until I tried to force my finger through it. Then it stiffened as if made from Kluba stone. I tugged at the blue claiming collar around my neck. Traditionally I wouldn’t wear it anymore since we would have mated for real on the island. We had sex, but it wasn’t like other couples did it. As far as the other people would assume, it meant I was romantic. Some Femeni and Omega wore their collars for a while. A way to say they were ‘extra happy’ about their pairing.Yeah, that’s so not me.
His tinny voice drew out. “So what’s going on?”
