Page 53 of Shared Omega

The omega moans around the thick meat filling her mouth.

“That’s right, take it,” the Farlander purrs. “Take my seed. Swallow it all, omega.”

The Farlander grunts, and the base of his cock swells with his knot. A moment later, omega squeals, and I know that the reason is the flood of semen that is spilling onto her tongue and sliding down her gullet.

At the same moment, she climaxes again, and her pussy gushes onto the Outsider Alpha’s face, practically drowning him with her slick. He grips her ass and laps her fluid, and his own stiff cock dribbles precum down its shaft.

It is a chain reaction of arousal.

And through it all, the air is filled with the sweet scent of horny omega cunt. My own stiff cock leaks a few drops of precum onto my leg where it is washed away by the rain.

But I must stay focused. Must keep my mind clear.

My revenge is all that matters.

I take advantage of their distraction to prowl closer, moving from one boulder to another.

The omega’s moans get louder, and her body spasms as she climaxes once again on the Alpha’s face. Unable to contain her bliss any longer, she draws herself off the Farlander’s cock, globs of seed churned with saliva dribbling down her chin and onto her chest.

The rain is abating.

Her scent is getting stronger the closer I approach.

I try not to inhale it, but the hot fleshy taste of it is already in my throat.

My plan, however, is proceeding nicely. The spent Farlander collapses back onto his haunches, reclining on his elbows as his cock drools the remainder of his pale load onto his thigh.

That’s one Alpha down, and one to go.

“More…” The omega’s voice is a ragged sob.

She throws herself forward and begins sucking the cock of the Alpha beneath her. Her perfect little ass is still wedged tightly onto his face. It’s a wonder the bastard hasn’t suffocated yet. However, the wet, raunchy sounds of sucking and lapping make it clear that he’s alive and well under there.

That and the throbbing red erection that the omega is sliding between her already seed-stained lips.

“So beautiful,” the Farlander groans as he watches, stroking his knotted cock to wring the last few dribbles of seed.

He cups the omega’s bobbing head, petting her short blond hair as she sucks his companion like her life depended on it. Her body is inflamed with lust, and the antidote is inside that pulsing member. The night fills with the squelching sounds of her mouth and the muffled purrs of the Alpha beneath her.

The rain has let up. It is now little more than a drizzle.

The wind brings me the omega’s scent, hot and enticing.

My cock is painful with arousal.

Every fiber of my being is pulling me toward her, goading me to step out of the shadows. To confront these two Alphas and claim my prize. But just a few more strokes of those lovely lips and my victory will be assured.

Once they are both spent, the Alphas will be no match for me.

Despite my raging desire, my discipline keeps me rooted in place.

My discipline, and also my hatred. I remind myself that this omega is an Outsider. I remind myself of her people’s cruelty. Their soullessness. Their concern for nothing but material things. Objects.

Most of all, I remember what they did to my sister, Talia.

And I hate myself for my attraction to this Outsider omega. It goes against everything I stand for, everything I care about.

But her damn scent is too strong to resist. It gets inside my mind. It seeps into my body, controlling my muscles against my will.