Page 115 of The Stone Initiation
This was no dream.
What the fuck?
What was I doing in a forest clearing? Had I sleepwalked? How the heck had I gotten here?
The aches and pains in my body were gone, replaced by an energized fizzing in my blood. The feverish sensation, however, remained.
A low grumbling sound drifted up from my left and then another from my right. The sound of bracken being crushed and the thud of heavy steps running through the undergrowth, grew louder.
The forest was suddenly alive, and the air was thick with a sweet cloying scent.
Shit, shit, shit. The omega run had begun.
I had to get out of here.
Now.
I broke into a jog toward the trail. Something burst into the clearing and blocked my path. A male, formidable in gargoyle form, with red-rimmed, hungry eyes, fell into a crouch and growled with intention at me.
I held up my hands. “Hey, it’s cool. I’m leaving. I don’t belong here.”
He sniffed the air, and his eyes rolled. “Rut,” he growled.
It wasn’t a question but… “No thank you.” I made a dash to his right, and he leapt and landed in front of me, the impact shaking the earth.
I jumped back. “Fuck!”
“Rut!” Another male joined us.
The two faced off. “Mine…” the first one said.
They both turned to look at me.
“Choose.” The second one demanded.
I backed up slowly, edging my way toward a trail, not the one I’d come by, but another, any other, just to get away from the males. “I choose…” I turned and ran.
Twin roars shook the world behind me, and the thunder of pursuit followed. I’d never come this far into the forest. The terrain was unfamiliar, the trail twisted and overgrown. Not a trail at all.
Grunts and groans of pleasure rose around me, and the distinctive aroma of sex saturated the air, spilling into my lungs with every breath. My core tightened and my pussy throbbed, reacting to the pheromones in the air, but the terror of being caught kept me moving.
A root snagged my foot. I stumbled and threw out my hands to catch myself. My palms slapped earth.
“Yes, oh fuck, yes. More. Harder,” a breathless female voice demanded.
Thwump, thwump, thwump.
The omega was in human form, naked tits rubbing on the ground, ass in the air while the gargoyle fucked her from behind. How was she taking his co—
“This way. I smell her.”
I hoped they were talking about the omega, but just in case…I clambered up and away from the rutting pair, almost tripped over another couple, and barreled into a third where two males worked on one female, her cries of pleasure rising in a crescendo as she came.
I’d stumbled on the epicenter of consummation. The heady scent of pheromones filled my head and slowed my pace.
Nope. Not getting stuck here. Move woman.
I made it to the edge of the clearing before I was grabbed and hauled back against rock hard abs.
