Page 38 of The Accidental Omega
And suddenly, the cock is all the way in my mouth and I’m swallowing over it as I cum again.
WHEN I WAKE IN THEmorning, in my nest, surrounded by my alphas, all happily dozing, it takes me a moment to recall the end of the night.
As I was carried inside, still whimpering from the orgasms Ry wrung out of me while I took the last two knots in my mouth, Nara explained:
“The knots, our pheromones as we knotted her, caused her omega biology to finally finish awakening. Poor little love, raised without alphas around, had no idea what to do with our chemicals. But now,now, she’s attuned to us,her alphas. I expect a heat to hit her like a rinen headed for the sea, very soon.”
A heat.
Ugh, I had read about those. Both in my smutty werewolf booksandin the information packet. This was one time where the romance books got the sex spot-on, it sounded like from the ‘official’ information.
Shit shit shit.
A heat might be fun to read about, but it is terrifying to consider going through with a group of huge-cocked strangers who happened to be aliens. Even if they aremyaliens.
Ryson rolls over, his tail tightening around my thigh. He blinks, his curved horns covered in dancing pink-ish sunlight. He smiles in that halfway manner of his and holds his arms out.
Letting me decide.I like it.
I scootch in, snuggling into his chest.Butter pecan, maybe?I think as I inhale.Something like that. Sweet and sticky, very unlike his hard-ass exterior.
“After we had you bedded down in the nest, I sent a few messages to some off-planet packs with human omegas. They confirmed my suspicions.” Ry’s voice is gentle, and quiet, in the peaceful morning.
“Oh?” I mumble into his chest.
“Variations of positive reinforcement seem to work much better with most human omegas,” he whispers into my hair. “As I had been beginning to suspect.”
It hits me what their...accent almost, reminds me of.French. It’s lilting and flowy, not much space between the words.
“Oh good,” I say, perking up and looking into his eyes that remind me of a tropical sea. “Does this mean more orgasms?”
He grins and rubs his nose on mine. I blink, a little shocked. “Yes, omega. But be assured I’ll still put you over my knee for a good hard spanking at any public naughtiness or rule-breaking.”
I purse my lips.Better than being edged or denied, I suppose.
“I’ll do my best to behave,” I say, somewhat bitterly. Thinking back to what Wells had suggested, I add, “To understand your cultural expectations.”
Ryson’s eyes soften and his tail slides up, curling around my waist, curving my body into his. “I know this is all very...differentfor you. Your best is all I ask for.”
My eyes fill with tears and I look down, away from his intense gaze.
“Oh my dear,” he purrs gently, his chest starting to rumble, and he kisses my eyelids with a tenderness I would not have expected from him. “I am sorry if we have pushed you.”
I choke on a laugh. “You think?”
He looks concerned, and I shake my head. “It’s okay. I... it’s been a lot. I’m... trying.”
He kisses my forehead and tucks me in. I inhale the sweet, buttery scent of him. It soaks into me, relaxing me all the way to my toes.
I doze off, feeling safe and... loved.
WHEN I WAKE, NARA ISrubbing my leg. I sit up, smiling at him.
“Good afternoon,” I say, wiping the sleep from my eyes.
“Afternoon,” Nara responds, a ghost of a smile playing on his face. “I am curious what this word sounds like in your language, without our translators.”
I tilt my head. “Why?”
