Page 17 of Ghouls and Girth
She’s no longer human.
She is omega.
My omega.Khalid’s omega.
Our ghoulie omega whore for eternity.
Chapter 6
Khalid
Her floral, sultry scent invades my nostrils and hijacks my control.My human eyes roll to the back of my head while unblinking ghoul eyes snap to the tiny female.
Mine.
My brother’s seed belongs on her.It is right.
But not enough.
Ours.
She needs my scent dripping from every pore.
With supernatural power, my ghoul strips away every ounce of my control.I watch through glazed human orbs as he shucks off his robes and glides across the room.Despite my reluctance, I unbuckle my belt and open my trousers with steady hands as we approach the tiny female.
Wordless, primal recognition flows through me.I sense the connection between the curvy country bumpkin and Umar but have no way to describe it other than that it’s different than the bond between brothers but no less intense.
I need him.He needs us.
We need her.
Now.
Pearly white fluid drips from my cock and splatters onto the floor.The low, animalistic growl emerging from my chest lifts my hackles.
My brother tilts her head toward me.
Fury rips through me.We don’t want her mouth.We want her sopping pussy.
I slash his chest as I shove him away and toss her onto the ritual table.Her shocked cry ends as she lands flat on her back.Too deep into feral need, I slice her shorts off her, nicking her thighs and hips in my haste, and tug her across the table by her waist.
I pin her knees to her ears and fit the head of my cock to her entrance.
White-hot pain blasts through my skull.
I snarl, swing, and grow more furious when I catch only air.Agony flares up from my wrist as cruel digits pop and burst the boils of my curse.
Teeth close around my fingers.My vision clears and reveals bewildered honeyed eyes piercing straight into my soul as her tongue flicks over the tip of my middle finger.Despite the hunger glazing her eyes, she bites harder and tries to turn away.
I knock Umar’s hand off my wrist, grab my partially inflated knot, and press the tip of my cock to her lips.Sticky warmth smears over my flesh.Her breath washes over my length.Chills race up and down my spine.
I slide my grip along my veiny shaft.Viscous fluid spurts from my tip.A few drops sneak past her lips, but most dribbles down my shaft.I use my precum as lube and find my first bout of pleasure as she watches with wide-eyed horror.
My seed floods her mouth and splashes onto her face, coating her tongue, cheeks, nose, and eyes.I snarl in debauched amusement as pearly white drops cling to her lashes.
It isn’t enough.I hook my fingers behind her bottom teeth and force her jaw open.Crimson seeps from my digits from her bite.
Our souls merge with a sickening snap.My head spins as her wants, needs, and fears invade my chest.
