Page 49 of Desperate Omega

“Listen, Brik, and listen well. I want you to fuck this omega, and I want you to come inside her.” I raise a finger in warning. “However, you mustn’t knot her.”

“But—”

“Listen!” I bark. “This omega is in heat, son. She needs our seed, and she needs us to pump as much of it into her as we can, as quickly as possible. We can’t be sitting here for hours on end waiting for your knot to release. Fuck her. Seed her. But don’t knot her.”

“Yes sir,” Brik answers. “For the omega.”

“For the omega,” I agree.

I move back and let him get to it. With his cock still buried hilt deep between Syra’s trembling legs, he leans down and claims her mouth in a kiss. Then he begins to move inside her, sliding his cock in and out of her body with slow, deep strokes. The omega moans beneath him and clutches at the muscles of his arms.

“Does that feel good, little one?” I ask her.

She turns her head and gives me another one of those looks that almost makes me empty my balls inside my loincloth.

“Yes,” she murmurs, as if in a dream. “It feels so good. He’s so deep inside me.”

She turns her attention back to the alpha who is on top of her, and she looks deeply into his eyes.

“Brik, you’re so deep inside me,” she whispers. “Your cock is so deep inside my pussy. And your piercing, it—oh!

Her words get lost in a series of loud moans, but it’s not difficult to figure out what her opinion is of Brik’s piercing. The kid has a metal stud through the top side of his crown, and it’s in a perfect position to stroke Syra’s hotspot every time he thrusts. He’s already starting to make her come again, and that’s good, but what she really needs is seed, and lots of it.

I don’t rush him, though. The kid has been with omegas before, on those rare occasions when we return to the Central Ruins to report our rangings to the Council. But this is his first time mating with an omega in heat. It’s only fair to let him enjoy the experience.

I turn to Markus to see how he is taking this.

His face is serious, but I can see the turmoil behind his eyes. He’s known Syra for a long time, and he’s probably had a crush on her since they were kids. Hell, he even stalked her for the past four years. He wants what’s best for her, and he knows what is required to get her through her heat, but he wishes he could be the one on top of her right now, making her scream and moan with every thrust of his cock. He’ll get his turn with her soon enough.

And he can also be of use now.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” I ask him. “Syra needs your cock, lad. Aren’t you going to give it to her?”

He gives me a perplexed look.

“But Brik—”

“Brik is currently ravaging the omega’s sweet little cunt, but there’s more than one way to fuck an omega in heat. Sure, your seed will do more good if you spill it between her legs, but spilling it into her mouth is almost as effective.”

His eyes grow wider, and his cock seems to grow even harder and longer.

“You mean…?”

I nod. “You saw how she was gulping down that water a moment ago. The little omega is parched. Help slake her thirst.”

The young alpha does not need any more encouragement than that. He moves into the nest, and I am pleased to see that Brik does not challenge him.

Markus leans down and kisses Syra on the lips.

“Are you feeling better?” he asks her.

“Yes, but…” She takes hold of his hard cock and begins to stroke. “I need you too.”

The omega opens her mouth, and he fills it with his cock. Then he begins to thrust, fucking her face with the same slow, steady rhythm Brik is using on her cunt. I watch, pleased at the way the two young alphas are cooperating to satisfy the omega’s needs.

Instinctively, they both begin to purr, soothing their omega with their voices even as they dominate her with their hard cocks.

I rise, and circle the nest, observing the mating from every angle. The sight of Syra’s doubly penetrated body, and the sound of her muffled moans of pleasure make my dick swell with desire.