Page 32 of The Omega's Unexpected Bounty
CAAN
My dick already answered that question as did the growing slick in my ass. Despite all my attempt to fight against my Omega nature, I was still one. I didn’t answer verbally, but my head shook yes.
“J-Just one second,” I said. I concentrated and willed Tiny’s connection open and caught him mid-laugh.A question for another time.
“Yes?”
“I need you to make sure the protection is active,” I said. Above Graden’s lips thinned but I sensed or hoped he understood. Taking me there meant I could get pregnant. “Isitactive?”
“Your birth control? Y-Yes.”
“Make sure it stays like that. I need to be protected.”
“I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you.”
The overlay flickered off. I leaned up and kissed Graden on his moist lips to remove the dampened mood. “It’sgottabe like this,” I said. I couldn’t know a Soturi’s mind. I basically just said I didn’t want to have his baby, but that was the deal. Our joining was pretend even if certain parts weren’t.
He leaned back and lifted me until we were both cross-legged on the floor. His lips went to my neck, and he licked my salty sweat. “It’s fine,” he whispered.
“You sure? I asked.
His smile was simple, but it looked so perfect on his broad, masculine jaw. I brushed a stray lock of his dark hair while friendly purple eyes gazed down.
“You tell me.” He was quick, but I wouldn’t have done anything to stop the kiss as he sealed his lips over mine. He was warm everywhere but more so with his tongue. Back and forth we went both sucking and playing with each other within my mouth. It’s said the Volardi are the galaxy’s warriors, but they were also the lovers. My future time here was short, and the days I spent here was even smaller. Yet I couldn’t deny the effects he had on my body. A lingering thought on howitwouldn’t be so bad slipped into my mind before I cast it aside. ‘It’ was staying here and giving up my life while I bore a lifetime of children.That’s what an Omega is, a baby factory.
Graden broke off the kiss and nuzzled my ear. “Relax, please? I won’t do anything you don’t want or aren’t ready for.”
It was only a few quick heartbeats, but several thoughts came. Eventually, I would be with a guy in that way. I heard old stories about their Femeni and how many oftheirfirst times weren’t pleasant.
But he’s not those men, is he?He took me underwater and threatened both Matros and Balo. So far he treated me right so what was the issue? Being with him or being an Omega?
Nothing would change my sex, so I only had one question; did I want to be with him even if it’s temporary? The slick in my ass and my growing erection gave me the answer. I nodded to my internal wondering and to his suggestion to relax.
We were already bare-chested all he had was a black kilt while I had my sparring pants. His eyes narrowed as if debating the thought. Whatever the decision, his voice lowered, and I heard his royal tone.
“Undress me Caan,now.”
Gooseflesh went down my arms, and I felt the tingle below from his commanding voice. I’m sure my ass was wetter, but it was too hard to tell since I was already so slick.
He stood up and planted his feet wide. My gaze went to his flexed calves, and thick defined thighs. I grinned when I saw his tented kilt. My shaky fingers grabbed the end of the fabric, and I pulled. His kilt and underwear were the same; all in one while I slowly saw his other package. There was the temptation to yank it off and see everything, but this was my first time this way. There was no need to rush through it.
Then there’s this ‘thing.’ Whatever I’m feeling.
I could almost feel an electric power in the surrounding air. Most of my life, I haven’t felt helpless. Claws, brawling and a fast gun were power, yet it didn’t compare to Graden’s narrowed eyed look. He was Volardi and the rulers of the galaxy. The ‘top sex’ and he was a prince in a prominent kingdom. He had power on levels I could never have.Or do I?Within his hard stare, I saw the hold I had on him. A dangerous, slippery power for sure. Using my Omega sexuality on him meant that he would have to take me. Yet I felt a mental hand go around him – testing, probing, learning.
I let out a low breath as I revealed more of his cock. I saw it before, but now I could let myself appreciate it. Like him, it was wide, long, and primal with raised, full veins that bulged out. His manhood would feel heavy in hand soon, I’m sure. It wasn’t as tanned as the rest of him, but a thought on how I could take care of that with outdoor sessions flashed through my mind. In response, my dick throbbed out. His breath shook while I did what Omegas do to Soturi; make them weak for the rare times in their lives.
Graden’s black kilt fell to his feet, and he stepped out. My fingers glanced over his shaft and then down to his balls. It was contracted yet still hung heavy as if they were full.Because it is.You didn’t need our tentative scent connection to know that.
I tested my theory to see if his shaft was heavy and it was. I grinned while my fingers gently squeezed. From above, he moaned my name several times, and I saw his neck cord from the mental strain. I looked down, and his toes curled against the dojo’s foam floor. My fingertips brush softly over the top while his cock head beaded with slick pre-arousal. So far his dick was like mine although bigger. I had a decent size and made plenty of men wince in pleasurable pain, but I needed my Omega gifts to take him. The main difference was his soon to be flared out end. It didn’t usually happen in the mouth. It needed my musk to activate it for sure, but once he did, he’d be stuck inside me; both of us powerless against our own biology.
Above he panted before he got the mental reserves to give me another order. “Undress yourself, Caan.” My hands instinctively went down to my pants, then stopped. I looked up, and his eyebrows rose. “No.” It was spite and to test my new power. Before he could say anything, I leaned forward and gave one slow hard lick up over his cock tip. Before there might’ve been some arguing over obeying his orders but now he said nothing while I licked his sweet salt. This isn’t the first time I’ve done this. He was saltier than other guys but not overly so. It wasn’t anything I couldn’t or wouldn’t handle. I suppose a prince on an ocean planet would be a little extra briny. I opened my mouth wide and slowly impaled myself on his thick manhood while he gasped overhead. My hands went toward his bare ass and dug into his wide thigh muscles. With other men, my fingers would dig into their flesh, but with Graden, it was like trying to push into wood. Impossible, but his warmth was pleasurable to my fingertips. Up and down his legs I went and then playfully tickled under his balls.
Carefully I leaned forward while he filled my mouth. My nose tapped the end of his crotch, and I inhaled in deep. Omega biology I used to hate activated further. I felt myself open deeper within even if it wasn’t the correct time, My body was getting ready for a cock deep into my ass.Well, it’s not wrong, just early.
There’s a scent all men have, but it’s stronger with him. I heard mates could smell each other better, but we weren’t that; just two men that enjoyed each other’s sweaty touch. Still, whatever masculine smell they have, it’s always concentrated around their cock. Like someone took the essence of man and distilled it into a drug. Again I breathed him in – taking his pheromones and testosterone – while my dick continued to painfully push out against my pants. My hand went down, and I heard a low disapproving murmur from above, he coughed a few times while he tried to say my name.
“Caan. C-Caan…”
