Page 106 of Stray Omega

CHAPTER 39: EMBLA

“Oh no,” Embla said. “No, no, no…”

“But you said you wanted this, imp, remember?”

They were in the Chamber of the Source again, with the huge domed ceiling arching overhead and the massive orb of the Source towering in the middle of the room. Embla was seated in a circle of soft blankets that her alphas had arranged on the floor, and her naked body was nested against Orwen’s, who was cradling her from behind. Ark was kneeling before her with a long, sharp needle in his hand. Leros was beside him, looking on.

Embla shook her head furiously, swinging her hair in the process.

“No! No want!”

“Shhh,” Orwen purred gently at her ear. “It’s okay, little one. You can do it. You’ve already gotten seven piercings today.”

Embla was still not very good with numbers, but Leros had been teaching her. She now did a mental tally of all the steel piercings she had received so far. Two loops in each ear. One through her left nostril. Another through her bottom lip. Her right nipple. Her navel.

“Eight,” she whispered sulkily. “No seven. Eight.”

Orwen chuckled and gave her a loving squeeze in his arms.

“Yes, you are right. Eight. Now you just need one more, and the ritual will be complete.”

Just one more.

The problem was where that last piercing was meant to go. They were going to put it through the most sensitive part of her entire body.

Embla had to admit, the other piercings actually had not been that bad. There had been a sudden sting whenever Ark pushed the needle through, but it disappeared right away. Leros would then put the rings in the newly made holes. Because they were so close to the source, the piercings healed almost instantaneously.

It was a team effort—Orwen holding Embla, Ark handling the needle, and Leros placing the rings.

Meanwhile, the dogs were all there too, huddled together on the floor nearby, offering their silent support to the omega. Most of Luna’s puppies had been given away to other alpha hunting packs. This had made Embla sad at first, but Ark reassured her that the puppies would all be well taken care of. They had kept one, however. A little brown pup whom they dubbed Star for the white spot on her forehead. She was now marching around mischievously nipping at the adult dogs.

Embla was glad to have the dogs nearby. It was comforting.

It had been a long and exhausting couple of days.

Everything had started yesterday, when Embla had visited the hot baths again. This time, Hines was fully recovered from giving birth, and she was able to serve as Embla’s guide for the preparation.

They had bathed, and then Hines had braided Embla’s hair, winding in strands of wildflowers. She had helped Embla get dressed in a pretty white gown constructed from many different scraps of lace—leftovers from before the time of the Big Change.

After that, Embla was led to the great dark chamber where the main part of the ritual was to take place. A large, shadowy room with balconies where hundreds of alphas and omegas stood to bear witness to Embla’s claiming.

Her alphas had come for her then.

They had stripped her bare and mated her long into the night, filling and knotting all of her holes while the rest of the tribe looked on. Orwen and Leros had added their marks alongside their pack leader’s

Embla was more than a little sore and exhausted today.

And now she and her alpha mates had gathered here in the Chamber of the Source to complete the final stage of the ritual. She was receiving the piercings that served as a physical representation of her bond with her mates.

The ring through her nose bound her to Orwen.

The one through her lip connected her to Leros.

Her nipple ring represented her joining with Ark.

Now all that was required was one final piercing that would join her to all three of them together.

A ring through her tender nub which would match the piercings the alphas wore on their cocks.

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