Page 83 of The King's Omega
“But so are you, Tarn.”
“No, Vali. I’m a thief, and worse. I’m a tool for accomplishing my king’s ends in whatever fashion I must.”
Her voice was small when she faintly answered. “So am I.”
I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight, both of us breathing and waiting in this quiet space before the battle. I wished for this moment to never end. I wished for us to be anywhere else but here.
I wished I could hold her and feel that I deserved her love.
“Tarn? When all this is over, and I’m nobody special again, can we spend time together? Like, you and me. I had such a good time with you, learning pickpocket tricks, eating wonderful treats, playing with Mischief, and listening to you read. I do want you… I mean, you’re beautiful. What woman wouldn’t? But what I like the most about you is that you were my friend.
“Can we still see each other when it’s all over? You don’t have to tell anyone you’re coming to see me. I know what I am, and who you are.” She paused. “Don’t worry. When it’s done, I mean the war and everything, I know exactly who I’ll be again.”
I wasn’t sure what she meant, but something in her tone made me think she had been entertaining even darker thoughts than my own. “Vali, sweetheart, of course we can be friends.” I took her chin in my hand and looked directly into her eyes. “I don’t know if you understand this yet, but you will: I am yours in whatever way you want me. If you want my friendship, my blade, my skills as a thief, my treasure, it’s yours. Vali, I love—” I choked on the words I’d never said, staring into dark brown eyes as wide as my own. Suddenly her mouth was on mine, and she was laughing.
“Whatever way I want you, huh? Well, I guess we’ve kissed now. Might as well see if we can be extra special good friends.”
As she pressed her tight body to me and her sweet mouth to mine, I felt all my good intentions sloughing away. She pulled my clothing off like she was unwrapping a present, throwing my shirt and trousers and socks all around the room. When she sat on my lap, taking me into her for the first time, she kept her eyes open, staring into my face and smiling mysteriously when I couldn’t stop the tears from falling.
I was still not worthy of her affections, but it seemed I had them anyway.
She was the thief who had stolen my heart, my sweet-scented angel, my goddess. And I would not throw away this one chance to worship her.
Vali
Iwould never be able to look any of them in the eye again.
They all had the gifts of healing, super strength, and Goddess even knew what else.
Me? I had two leaky faucets at the ends of my nipples. That leaked golden milk. If I had known Omega meant magical cow, I would have run back to the Sow long ago.
“I need more cloths,” I muttered, trying to stuff rags into my chemise in shapes that looked natural. It reminded me of the wadded-up bundles I’d used to keep Selene’s beatings from hurting so much. Lumpy and awkward.
Tarn drawled from the corner of the room, “You know, Peaches, you don’t need to stuff your top to impress us. We like your tits just like they are: small and perfect.”
“Tiny and leaky!” I screeched as the rags shifted and the golden liquid threatened to run down my front again. Then the rags I’d stuffed into my knickers shifted as well, and I felt a trail of slick honey start down my thigh.
“I’ll lick you,” Axe signed. “I will drink every drop.”He and the others had returned not long after Tarn and I had our first kiss—and first everything else.
I blushed furiously. Between the four of them, I had so many orgasms in one day, I was sure it was a sin against the Goddess. All of them had not only tasted me thoroughly—everywhere—but now they’d all been inside of me, too.
But then the leaking had started again, and I regretted it all. Well, most of it.
Some of it.
Maybe not the orgasms.
Especially not the one that crept up on me while Tarn held me, staring into my eyes, his knot seated inside me so deeply, my channel throbbing and aching with the pressure… Remembering it made my stomach cramp, and wetness spread once again across my thighs.Vali, stop thinking about it!
I growled at my rebellious body, then remembered where the fault lay. “It’s their fault, those Alphas with their ridiculous yummy smells, and their huge knots, and their muscles everywhere. They’ve broken my tits, and my lady parts as well. I’ll break them. I’ll break their giant cocks off and stuff them into a—”
A hand landed over my mouth. “No.”Axe’s eyes were wide. “Please don’t break me there.”
I scoffed. As if I could. Apparently, Axe was invulnerable now. Vil had even stabbed him in the arm and the leg to see if he could be wounded, but the cuts healed up as fast as they were inflicted, and Axe said they didn’t hurt. The others were close to that—their wounds trickled a bit of blood but stopped in seconds. Axe said he thought they would be like him soon.
“Twenty-four hours,” Tarn mused. “The book said the warriors at Belgorn were invulnerable for a day.”
None of the men were certain what exactly had done the job—the milk seemed to bring healing, and the invincibility only happened after sex—but they all declared a willingness to experiment… after we’d rescued Rigol.
