Page 52 of The Accidental Omega
The knot takes my asshole as I cum, Ry’s blood in my mouth, and Wells’ teeth entering the other side of my neck.
As soon as my orgasm abates, I twist, my teeth aching, searching. I think they sink in somewhere between his nipple and his armpit but I don’t stop until I taste Wells’ blood.
Now they are all mine.
WHEN MY EYES NEXT OPEN, the light coming in the large windows makes me think it’s evening. I lick my dry lips as I try to sit up.
Suddenly, Ryson is there, holding my back and bringing a cup to my parched lips.
“Did I sleep, and get fucked, all day?” I croak.
Ryson raises a thick eyebrow. “My love, we’ve been knotting you on repeat for four starrises.”
My mouth drops open and I look around. The sheets in the nest are different and most of the blankets are on the floor. A stack of fluffy towels sits on the table by the nest and I see water cups all over the place. In the nest, Zallan and Wells sleep hard.
“We took to shifts after the initial knotting sessions,” Nara says from the doorway. He holds a plate of scrambled rytyl eggs.
“That smells delicious,” I mutter. He places it on the table and sits next to me, hand to my forehead.
“I feel... well, like I got hit by a truck. A truck with four huge cocks,” I mutter.
They laugh quietly. Nara grabs the plate and starts to hand feed me bites.
“I... can... do...” I say between bites.
“Hush,” they both say. I grin, leaning against Ry as I hold a hand out for Nara.
“I love you,” I say gently, my hand going to my tender neck. “And I’m yours.”
“Yes,” Ry agrees, and I look to his chest, feeling a twinge of regret.My blunt teeth had made a mess of him a bit. “Ours.”
Chapter Eighteen
Ryson
My hand covers Libby’s mark on my chest.Wild creature, biting whatever she could get to,I think fondly. But now I have no reason to wear a shirt.
I walk along the edge of the forest outside the house. Sure enough, she’s in the deep grasses with Nimme, the gray, gilled omega of pack Iwanyth, who is teaching Libby some foraging.
“My love,” I start and she spins, grinning. “A packet for you.”
She crosses to me excitedly, taking the translator glasses I hold out, putting them on and reading quickly.
“Yes!” She yells, jumping up and down.
I grin, openly pleased to see my omega so happy.
She crows, obviously pleased with herself, “The dragonflies got approved! They should be here in three days.” She grins at me, “I knew it! I knew I could get through your bullshit alien red tape.”
Wells, who is farther into the woods, approaches. “Bullshit red tape?” He asks, horns tilting.
Libby starts to laugh and soon we’re laughing with her.
THE ENTIRE NEXT DAYis rainy. We all had things to handle but we had taken care of our needy little omega’s pussy several times throughout the course of the day. She’s been on her best behavior since the incident with self-pleasure.
When the light dims, I look up from the project, a chair, I’m working on.I think it's done. This will trade the leelus token for the matting I got the other day.
I brush off, exiting my shop and trotting across the open space to the house, the rain quickly soaking me.
