Page 59 of Stray Omega

A roar from inside the room startled Jora out of the thoughts.

It was Leros. By the orange glow of the sputtering torch, Jora could see that the young alpha’s knot had formed, and it was a sizeable one. The appearance of that bulb at the base of is dick could only mean one thing. He was spilling his hot load inside that animal.

Embla’s raucous screams confirmed it.

“Yes!” the dog-girl cried. “Leros, I feel! Come me, come meee!”

Jora snickered and rolled her eyes.

Source, Embla sounded so fucking dumb. She could barely even speak. Of all the females in the Zone, how could Leros have chosen that one to fall for?

Jora looked on a moment longer. Down below, Embla’s hips were bucking with pleasure as Leros filled her cunt with his load. She grinded her penetrated vulva against his swollen knot as if milking every last drop of seed from his dangling balls.

At last, Jora could stand it no more.

She turned away and crouched on the pile of rubble with her back against the wall.

How would she get rid of this interloper?

How, how, how?

As she slumped there beneath the window, sounds drifted out from the room. Love sounds of wet kisses and horny moans that gradually transitioned into disgusting, lovey-dovey pillow-talk that was made all the more embarrassing by Embla’s stupid broken language.

“Leros,” Jora heard Embla whisper sleepily. “I want you make puppies in me.”

Puppies?

Source, that dumb bitch really thought she was a dog, didn’t she?

But apparently Leros was not appalled by Embla’s stupidity. In fact, it sounded as if he found it endearing. Jora heard him laugh.

“You mean babies,” he purred between smacking kisses. “Dogs have puppies, omegas have babies. Understand?”

“Mm. I want you make babies in me,” said Embla.

Jora rolled her eyes again in the darkness. But she also felt a tingle of concern. If Leros and his pack brothers actually knocked the dumb little bitch up, then there would be no way to get rid of her. And what Leros said next confirmed Jora’s worries.

“We will make babies together, Embla,” he whispered. “You and me and Orwen. All of us. We will be a family. But first we must complete the Ritual of Binding.”

So, they actually planned to go through with it.

Jora had heard rumors that there would be a Ritual of Binding for Embla, but she had not believed it.

Her heart sank.

Silence gathered, and Jora was just about to slip away into the chilly night, when she heard Leros speaking again inside the room.

“Embla, what’s wrong?” the alpha asked. “You look worried.”

“Am worried.”

“What are you worried about?” Leros sounded out each word carefully so the dumb dog-girl could understand.

“Worried about Orwen,” Embla answered him after a moment. “Orwen no like me.”

“That’s not true.”

“Yes. True. He no like.”

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