Page 39 of The Accidental Omega
I see his broad tail swinging back and forth off the edge of the bed and I bite my lip, trying not to grin.
“Because in our language, it directly translates to something like...’after sex and your early meal but before the main meal.’”
I giggle. “That’s so silly, do you all really have sex every morning?”
“Yes,” he answers seriously.
“Oh,” I mutter, then switch gears, “‘Afternoon’ in my language just literally means after the sun, our star, is highest in the sky.”
“Hmm,” he considers that.
“Hey,” I say, before I lose my nerve, “Will you tell me more about this sweetener you guys figured out? I’m... curious if it’s like anything we used on Earth.”
Nara nods happily, “Of course. Slide your cute little ass off the bed, so I can remove that trainer for you to use the necessary room while explain.”
I frown, still disliking their control over something so intimate, but do as told.This is normal here, I tell myself.
“We, rather serendipitously while building our home, discovered that the liquid with the Glohas trees, which grow much larger and more abundantly here than other places on Celnoe, is naturally sweet.
I squeak, then groan, as the huge trainer leaves my body.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Not much longer now,” Nara says easily. He continues, “Ryson and Wells cooked up a way to boil down the liquid, leaving it thicker and even sweeter. We quickly developed a manner to extract this from the trees without cutting them down.”
“You made maple syrup! Er,Glohassyrup.” I grin, looking at him over my shoulder.
“Off you go, I’ll put this in when you get back,” he says before adding, “What is a maypal?”
I stand and cross to the bathroom, loving his fluid, rhythmic accent on English words. “It’s a kind of tree. We use it for a sweetener like you do with the Glohas!”
WHEN I RETURN, NARAhas his hard cock out, stroking it slowly.
“Come here Elizabeth,” he murmurs. “I am pleased to hear of your maypal syrup. We shall show you the Glohas sweetener operation soon. But right now, I’d like you to use your little human hands to bring me release.”
I cross to him, smiling, and I realize just the idea of touching him is getting me wet.
“Call me Libby,” I say as I kneel in front of him on the floor, which is now covered in thick rugs.
“Libby?” He cocks his horned head in an adorable manner.
I shrug, even as I wrap a hand around his blunt tip, which is dripping. “It’s what my friends called me.”
He grins widely. “I like that,” he says softly.
I inhale his chocolatey scent deeply.
He reaches to the side, pulling out a fresh trainer. I stroke his cock slowly as he looks down at me with his big, grayish eyes.
“I want you to see these. This is the last set. Wanted you to see them, next to my cock.” He holds the trainer near. It is shaped like the rest of the trainers were, which is, a replica of their dicks: blunt tips, the widening at the base.
“See?” Nara says gently, “This last set is just a bit smaller than us. So you’ll be ready. I think we’ll wait a day for these though, and keep the other set in for a longer stretch for you.”
I shift, hornyandscared. But I stroke him harder, needing to use both hands.
“That’s it, that’s a very good girl, Libby. A very goodomega. Jerk off your alpha,” he says in his even, quiet voice.
His warm chocolate scent hits me and my mouth waters as I stroke my hands up and down his dripping cock. I glance up and his big, ardent, admiring eyes are locked on me. It makes me feel treasured and I think to myself,maybe this ‘servicing them’ thing isn’t so bad after all.
I SPEND THE MORNINGin the library with Wells, both of us doing our own things, but sharing the space in a quiet, comfortable way. After a big lunch of some kind of hardened, thin, grain product, cooked crunchy and topped with some kind of savory, chewy seeds and various toppings including something similar to cheese, I am told we’re going out.
