Page 43 of The Accidental Omega
I blink, and look at Zallan. He raises an eyebrow.
“What are you thinking, wedari?” Zallan says quietly.
Elizabeth finally looks away from the dolrgr as it flies off.
She chuckles, “No nanoflier in sight. What is their capture rate?”
“Capture?” Ryson asks, “They kill them.”
She waves a hand, “Expression.”
She turns to us, her eyes alight, “What are its natural predators? Erm, I mean, what eats it in nature?”
Zallan head shakes. “It has none.”
She frowns, her little forehead wrinkling. “What keeps its population in check?”
I exchange a look with Wells.I need to research what exactly a “wildlife biologist” does.
Wells offers, “I think the answer to the question you’re asking is that before they started drinking Glohas syrup, their main form of food was fairly rare. So many starved. But now...” he trails off. Elizabeth nods, her face contemplative.
“Do you have any information on them in the library at home?”
She called it ‘home.’I beam. “If we do not, we can acquire some from the city,” I offer. She crosses to me and tips her face up, clearing wanting to be kissed.
I bend down and press my lips to hers softly as her tiny hands wrap around my waist and my heart soars.
Chapter Sixteen
Zallan
“Zallan, thiswillwork!” my little omega pleads, “Trust me!”
I grin down at her, though I dearly wish she was begging for cock. But my smile is genuine.
“Given your background, and the way you’ve been in the library for two days straight, I believe you, wedari. The problem is the paperwork. Bringing in an off-planet species... oof.” I grimace.
“Oh, pfft, have you ever attempted to get student loan forgiveness? You haveno ideathe hoops I jumped through. No way alien red-tape can be as bad. I’ll handle it, just get me the forms.” She looks utterly confident and self-assured.As she had walking through an alien forest, I recall,on our way to the town square.
I beam at her and lean down to kiss her. She smiles again, her arms going around my neck. “Please, alpha?” She whispers.
I growl, my cock hardening at those words from my gorgeous omega’s plush lips.
“Of course,” I mutter, incapable of denying her.
Anything that makes my omega this happywillhappen.
She squeals and pulls away, a huge grin on her face. She kisses me again. “Thank you!”
She spins and runs from the main room, headed who-knows-where.
I grin harder and grab my handheld to get the paperwork for dealing with the Office of Alien Integration.
WHEN I ENTER THE KITCHENfor lunch, I’m holding a packet for Libby to fill out.
She’s kneeling in front of Ryson, sucking his cock for all she’s worth. We’ve been training her to give us release regularly.
“That’s it, my dear. What a good omega, so hungry for her alpha’s cocks.” He gently holds her hair back.
