Page 84 of Stray Omega

CHAPTER 30: EMBLA

The bands holding Embla’s body released, and she collapsed onto the cold, hard floor of the observation room. Her muscles shivered and spasmed as the estrus overtook her body.

The last time she had gone into heat had been after Orwen had spanked her in the forest. That had been the most intense heat she had ever experienced up to that point. But it paled in comparison to what Embla was going through now.

She flopped onto her back, moaning in agony as her excruciating need set her nerve endings on fire.

Somewhere far away a voice was calling her name.

“Embla!” the voice cried. “Embla, are you okay? Say something! Embla please!”

No, actually the voice was not far away. That was just an illusion of her fevered brain. It was Leros who was calling to her. He was only a few feet away, still bound to his own metal slab. The young alpha was naked, and his cock was fully erect, no doubt as a result of the omega heat-scent that was spilling from Embla’s pores.

“Need,” she groaned weakly. “Need…”

She rolled her eyes to the side and there was Ark too. His bulky muscles were flexing so hard that she could see every striation and vein. He was trying to break his bonds, but the steel bands were too strong even for the powerful alpha.

Ark’s cock was even stiffer than Leros’s, so stiff that it was bouncing with every pulse of his heart.

“Need…”

Embla needed those hard cocks so badly that it hurt. The inner muscles of her pelvis clenched. Her lower abdomen felt painfully empty, like a stomach that had not been fed in days.

Ark roared above her.

“Damn it, let us go!”

The alpha pack leader had been calm and cool before, but now all of his emotions were bursting out. He was yelling at the strange man in the white clothing who had pricked Embla’s arm with the stinger. She did not know who that man was, and she had barely understood anything he had said. She had caught one word, however…

Breed.

Leros had taught her that word before. It meant when the alphas used their cocks to put babies into an omega’s belly. Embla had wanted that before, but she did not want it here in this terrible place. This was even worse that being trapped in that cage by the Farlanders when she was a child.

And why did the bad man in the white clothing want them to breed anyway? Was he going to take Embla’s babies away when they came out of her?

She would not allow that to happen.

She would not breed.

But she needed it so badly. Her heat was so intense, her urges so painful. If she didn’t get some kind of release soon, she felt that she might actually die.

Whimpering and moaning uncontrollably, Embla moved one hand between her legs to rub her sensitive places, but it was no good. Her fingers were awkward and uncoordinated. Her muscles wouldn’t work right.

She needed the alphas to help her, but they were still bound in place by those metal bands.

“Source, that scent” Leros groaned. “I can’t take it anymore. My cock is so hard it fucking hurts.”

“How to you think the omega feels?” Ark grunted.

A hard convulsion of need arched Embla’s back. Goosebumps prickled over her skin. Her nipples and clitoris were painfully erect. Her blood ran hot and cold with feverish lust.

“Need!” she screamed. “Need!”

Why was the bad man in the white clothing keeping her alpha mates locked up? Was he just doing it to be mean? Was he doing it to torture Embla with her excruciating heat?

Another burst of pheromones poured out of Embla’s glands until the air was chokingly thick with her need-scent.

Leros grunted.

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