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My omega was not the patient type.
He let out a little whimper as I straddled him again. Instead of letting me move into place, he simply lifted me up so he could line himself up. I sank down on him with a soft cry. My beta was stronger than he looked and he felt so damn good.
It was impossible to stay still, my body desperate for this beta. I braced my hands on his chest before sinking down on him again. Every inch that filled me felt like pure fucking bliss.
He let me be the one to set the pace now. I slowly rocked my hips over his, lifting off of his cock then slowly sinking back down and swirling my hips. It was driving us both insane, neither one of us bothering to be quiet as our desperate breathing and moans filled the air.
Kane kept his hands on my hips, helping guide me as I fucked myself on him. His eyes stayed on me, watching me fall apart for him as he fought his own control.
My stomach was coiled tight, my orgasm so close that I could practically taste it. He must’ve sensed it, taking over for me. His hips snapping up as he slammed me down on his cock over and over again. The sedate pace from before was long forgotten.
“Touch yourself for me, muse,” he commanded. My fingers trailed down my abdomen then between us, teasing my clit with each thrust as he fucked me.
There was no holding back. I’d been needing this since the moment he walked up with that flower. It only got worse as the night wore on and he showed me just how sweet he could be.
Once my release hit, it slammed into me with an unrelenting force, my body clenching around him as he continued to fuck me mercilessly.
His orgasm was close behind, slamming me down one last time and holding me there, his lips falling open as he filled me with his cum.
My body was shaking and sweaty, but I felt so fucking good. I was relaxed and settled, the bond wrapping around me like a blanket, comforting and present.
I slid off of him carefully and snuggled into his side, laying my head across his chest. He threw a blanket over us as the move continued in the background.
“Thanks for tonight, Kane. It meant a lot to me,” I said softly. “I felt like a real omega for once.”
“This was just the beginning,” he promised.
For once, I believed him.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Audrey
Awhistle blew, ceasing all the chatter in the dining hall. It was always more lively during meal times, and this morning was no different. It took a few moments before they fully had the crowd’s attention.
Cross, the Chief, and Ares stood at the front, facing the crowd.
The chief spoke first, his voice loud to be heard through the room. “We want to thank everyone for being patient with us through this transition. The new counselors have been raving about how amazing most of you have been doing, and I want you to keep up that good work.”
Cross stepped forward. “I know that ARC was a different place for many years, but our goal is truly to transition you out of here once you’re back to yourselves. To give you the coping skills and knowledge so that you can rejoin society. That is still our top priority.”
Ares was up next, clearing his throat before speaking. “Due to the rising conflict between the Omega Network and us,the Alliance, the judge has ordered that everyone be evaluated by a panel consisting of government officials, Omega Network representatives, and a few chosen members of the Alliance. This hearing begins next week.”
“What happens then?” a girl called out from the other side of the room. “Are they going to finally let us fucking leave?”
“If you’re found to be capable,” the Chief said as gently as possible. “Then we’ll work on exit strategies. Some of you may require check-ins that you must commit to in order to gain that privilege. Others may go to transitionary housing. And some may be found well enough to leave, no strings attached. The Alliance and the Omega Network are both here to do everything possible to ensure there’s a proper transition regardless of what your results show. We are not going to just throw you to the wolves,” he promised.
I glanced around at my pack, unsure how to process the news. I knew it was coming, but now it was a reality. One we couldn’t stick our heads in the sand and ignore. “Do you really think we’ll be able to get out of here?”
“It sounds like it’s a possibility,” Caspian said carefully. “That means one week, and then we might be able to start our lives.”
“I’m afraid to get my hopes up,” I admitted as I chewed on my lip. A nervous habit I really needed to shake. “It seems too good to be true. Too quick.”
“Not right now,” Rydell argued. “I’ve been here for fucking ever.”
“No shit,” Ledger agreed. “Most of it was bullshit. We’ve served our time. It’s time to go.”
Everyone went back to their normal conversations and food, but I could barely eat now. This was huge. It was the beginning of the end for us.
