Page 42 of Stray Omega

Now she understood why Ark had given her the loincloth to wear.

He was jealous and possessive. He didn’t want anyone else looking at her naked sex. He wanted everyone to know that her hole was off limits. It was his.

Of course, Embla’s breasts were still exposed, but she did not feel self-conscious about that—she had been naked all her life, after all—and besides, the other omegas in the surrounding crowd had their own breasts out too.

There was just one difference. Most of the city omegas had their nipples adorned with shiny piercings.

Would she, Embla, get rings like that too?

She shuddered at the thought of her sensitive nipples being pierced. Wouldn’t that hurt?

Her eyes darted around the wall of faces closing in around her. The strange alphas and omegas were extremely curious about her. At the same time, many of them also seemed welcoming.

A few, however, seemed repulsed and angered by her presence.

In particular, Embla noticed a look of blatant disgust on the face of one young female at the front of the crowd. She was a tall omega with dark, straight, lustrous hair and long, graceful limbs. This haughty omega looked at Embla a moment longer, then turned toward Leros and spoke.

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