Page 22 of Stray Omega

CHAPTER 10: LEROS

It took them less than half an hour to reach the grotto, but to Leros it felt like an eternity.

The place was a sizeable cave hidden behind a broad waterfall. The sun shone through the cascading water, filling the space with a soft wavering light. The stone walls echoed with the roaring, splashing sound. Normally the cave was filled with a pleasant mineral odor, but today the only thing Leros could smell was the overpowering scent of the omega in heat.

As soon as they were all inside, Ark strode to the center of the cave with the omega in his arms, and he started issuing orders.

“Orwen, get a fire going. Leros, prepare a mat for the omega.”

Leros jumped at his leader’s command and rushed to the side of the cave where their supplies were stored.

The grotto was a secret place that had been discovered several years earlier by a different pack of alphas. The leader of that pack was named Addom. He was now the Chief of the High Council. As a result, his pack now spent most of their time in the Central Ruins and only rarely ventured into the surrounding wilds. For that reason, Addom had bequeathed this secret place to Ark, with whom he was close friends. Now Ark, Orwen, and Leros used the grotto as a camping place. It served as a place of meditation before setting out on a long and arduous scouting journey through the far reaches of the Zone. With its warm clear water, it also served as a welcome place of rest and relaxation when returning from such a journey.

But today it would serve a different purpose.

Today they would use this secret place to tend to the omega’s heat.

The mats were rolled up and stored by the wall of the cave with the other supplies. There were four of them. One for each of the alphas plus another that was sometimes shared by the dogs (who were now outside guarding the entrance to the grotto). Leros selected his own mat and carried it back to the center of the room, where he spread it on the ground. It was made of two layers of woven leaves and reeds. It was not particularly comfortable, but it was better than the hard stones of the cave.

Normally, an omega in heat would have prepared a special nest for mating, but obviously the wild omega had not had time to make such preparations, and at this point she was too far gone for that.

They would simply have to make do.

Ark knelt and laid the writhing omega on her back on the mat. The pack leader had already removed the makeshift gag of Orwen’s loincloth from her mouth, and she was moaning plaintively, wordlessly begging the alphas to quench her heat. Next, Ark untied the omega’s wrists, which were still bound by the knotted leash. As soon as her arms were free, the omega flailed wildly.

“Give me a hand here, kid,” the pack leader rumbled. “Help me hold her down.”

As Leros and Ark steadied the omega’s squirming body against the mat, Orwen worked at the firepit nearby. There was kindling and wood stored in an alcove at the end of the cave, as well as some dry tinder and flint. Orwen skillfully constructed the fire, and within minutes it had blossomed into an orange blaze that filled the grotto with additional light and heat. The warm glow flickered over the omega’s restless, sweating body.

“Good,” Ark said. “Now we can get started.” He turned his gaze toward Leros. “All right, kid. Get down there between her legs.”

Leros’s heart skipped.

“M-me?” stammered.

Orwen sidled up beside Leros and shouldered the young alpha aside, taking his place holding the omega steady. “What’s the matter, kid? You scared?”

“No! I’m not scared!”

In truth, however, Leros was a little scared. Or at least he was nervous. He had never been with an omega before. Sure, he had learned all about it during his training. He understood what needed to be done, in theory at least, but he had no actual experience.

And now he was expected to tend to the omega’s heat?

But Ark was doing him a great honor, and Leros was determined to live up to it.

Leros moved around to the omega’s legs, pushed her knees apart, and positioned himself between her open thighs. The air was thick with her wild scent. Her pheromones streamed into his lungs, hardening his cock to a painful extent.

Leros let his eyes fall on that sacred place at the apex of her legs.

Source, she it was even more beautiful than he’d imagined.

Of course, Leros had seen a female’s parts before. He had gotten plenty of chances to look at this naked omega today as he fed her snacks along the way. And even before that, he had caught glimpses of other pretty young omegas in the bathing houses of the Central Ruins. He had even attended a few binding rituals in his day.

But never before had Leros seen an omega’s sex up close and spread open like this.

It was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen.

Pillowed outer labia lined with soft fur surrounded her more delicate inner folds, which were deep pink and glistening with the omega’s oozing slick. And there in the center of that wet blossom of flesh was her tiny little entrance.

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