Page 129 of Wild Omega

I click my tongue, but secretly I’m pleased he remembers. I fainted a couple of times during high school from low blood sugar, though thankfully never since graduating. Probably due to that one particular trauma I went through in my teens, coupled with the stress of doing tests in subjects I had no interest in.

The few times it happened, Callisto would cart me off to the nurse. A bit of candy or a sandwich usually set me right.

“Hydrolyte,” I mutter.

“What?”

“I need to go get some Hydrolyte for Red, and more bottled water.”

Callist nods and slides out from under me, making sure I’m braced against the paneling before getting to his feet. “I’ll go. And I’ll get protein bars.”

“You don’t have court?” I rock to my feet.

He shakes his head. “No, but I’ll check in with Hale about some stuff while I’m out.”

A throb toys with my heart. Sometimes I really envy the paralegal who gets to see Callisto every day. But at least Callisto will come home straightaway this time.

I run my hands through my sweaty hair, trying to think of everything we need. “Let’s try some flavored milk and drinkable yogurt. You know those ones in squeezy sachets?”

Callisto nods and types a list into his phone.

“Thanks,” I murmur, watching the lines in his hands ripple.

He comes over and pulls me in for a hug. Red’s honey-macadamia scent mingles with his cherry wood, making my mouth water. “She’ll be okay, Ricky,” he promises me.

I grip him tightly, holding on to that promise.

While Callisto goes out, I get to work cleaning up the damaged nest. The fairy lights have been destroyed, so I wrap them up and put them in a box by the door to go to the dumpsters in the underground garage.

The spilled oil doesn’t want to wipe clean, but after soaking up what I can with towels, I use dishwashing detergent with the mop to take care of the rest. The mop sparks another chain of ideas, and I get out my sex toys and sanitize everything twice. Red needs help getting through her heat, but she won’t tolerate us being in the same room, so we need to improvise.

I can’t bring myself to ask Callisto to visit an adult shop for me, so I purchase an alpha cock with a knot attachment online and pay extra for quick delivery. Not sure if it will arrive in time, but at least I’ll have one ready for the next heat.

Halfway through dragging a mattress down the upstairs hallway, I hear Red mewl softly, so I race back to the library. “Hey, Biscuit,” I croon, sitting by the door.

“Rickon?” she calls, voice thick with sleep.

“I’m here, beautiful.”

“It’s so hot,” she whines. The blanket and cushions rustle with her movements.

“I’ll adjust the thermostat,” I offer.

“Don’t! Don’t leave.” The panic in her tone eats at me like acid.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I promise. It can wait until Callisto gets home. “I’ll stay, but you need to drink some more water.” I grab one from the stack I put by the door and open it for her. This time, she takes my hand, holding my fingers tight while she drinks. I massage the back of her hand.

“Rickon. Alpha.” The deep huskiness in her pained voice makes her sound like someone else entirely. She whines, and I flinch as a loud thump rattles the door. She swears and squeezes my fingers to the breaking point.

“Lie down, my love,” I whisper, aching with the need to help her. “I have something that will make you feel good.”

It’s really hard to reach under the door. I might ask Callisto to take another three inches off when she’s passes out next, but for once being slender is an advantage since I can get part of my shoulder through the gap to reach her.

Red’s pants turn to guttural whines and her body spasms while I get my dildo into place. She moans as the tip brushes across her pussy, which is covered in drying slick.

“More, alpha,” she begs.

I slip the length into her pussy and it slides easily as fresh slick coats her thighs. I intend to go slowly, but Red grabs my wrist with her free hand and takes over, driving the fake cock inside her at a frantic pace. Fuck, she’s so beautiful, figuring out how to survive this thing that’s overtaken her.

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