Raimi
Dozing beside me, Senta pressed himself into my side. His hands made fists over his chest. His leg crossed over mine. Longing flooded my insides making my skin heat up and my cock hard. I wished this moment would last as I tightened my hold on him.
I was still unsure how he might feel when this was all over. An omega in heat can be very passionate but show a different side after the heat is gone. Heats and ruts did not necessarily lead to bonds any more than plain promiscuity.
But for me, Senta had embedded himself deeply. His nature, his classic handsomeness, the way he responded to me. My sensitivity had increased after Straten. One nice touch and I was a goner. How could I trust my own feelings at this time?
I needed to talk to Hondo.
I got up, found my phone, and wrapped myself in my sarong. Once downstairs, I located Senta’s dining room just off the kitchen, sat down and texted Hondo.
I don’t knowif I can trust myself.
I hadno idea what time it was. I prepared to wait, but Hondo texted back right away.
Hondo:And hello to you, too.
Raimi: Hi. Sorry.
Hondo: What do you mean about trusting yourself?
Raimi: To know what’s right for me. And not right.
Hondo: I’m going to need more specifics.
Raimi: I have feelings for another person who may or may not return them.
Hondo: Ah. I see now. But this isn’t about trusting them, you said this is about trusting yourself.
Raimi: My feelings are all over the place, I guess. I don’t know how to explain.
Hondo: If you like someone, it’s pretty simple. You just like them.
I readhis text about five times before it sunk in. It was that simple. But—
Raimi:What if I’m rebounding?
Hondo: What if you are?
Raimi: Um. I would want to avoid that, right?
Hondo: Are you making rules for yourself?
Raimi: Good point. Maybe.
Hondo: Why?
Raimi: I’m afraid.
Hondo: Of?
Raimi: Not being good enough. Repeating all the bad things that Straten did to break me down.
Hondo: Is this person like Straten? If so, then yes, I would see reason for you to be afraid.
Raimi: No! He’s not like Straten at all. First off, he’s an omega. Second, he’s just, well, really real. Straten’s game was to charm and manipulate and control the whole time. Senta doesn’t do that.
Hondo: Tell me more, then, why you are afraid?