My knees give out as the truth punches through my chest. Oli’s strong hand grips my waist, holding me up and pulling me tighter against his monstrous body.
“No!” I yell, both devastated and terrified at the same time. “I don’t….” My voice cracks right down the middle. “I don’t want this.”
Oli’s hand moves—not to hold me still, not to dominate, but to steady. Warm and solid on the back of my neck. “I know,” he says gently. “I know. But you aren’t alone, omega. I’ve got you.”
His kind words and restrained movements break something in me.
And I begin to cry.
My sudden sobs wrack my body violently, squeezing my throat tight. My chest caves in with the weight of it, and I press my fists against my face, trying to keep quiet. But it’s just too much.
“I don’t want to be an omega,” I choke out the words, wet and pitiful. “I don’t want this.”
The tears come harder after that. Sobbing, breathless, shameful.
Oli doesn’t say anything. He simply stands there, his thick cock pressed against my body and his trembling hands on the back of my neck. His warmth is solid and almost comforting while my world falls to pieces.
Because I know what people think of male omegas, and how useless everyone sees them.
Male omegas are rare, but not in the way that makespeople want to protect them. They’re rare in a way that makes people look at them like they’re defective. Like they’re something to be disposed of or hidden.
Just like the male omegas at the boarding house. The ones that no one wanted. The ones we couldn’t sell.
And I’m sure Rhett and Myrick will think the same. They won’t want me. Especially Autry. Omegas are territorial. They don’t share their alphas or betas. In fact, placing more than one in a pack can result in both omegas rejecting the whole group.
My life with this family hasn’t really started yet, and now it’s over.
It’sover.
And then?—
Oli moves.
His arms come around me, strong and certain, and before I can process what’s happening, he lifts me off my feet and places me on my bed. I make a raw, startled sound, but I don’t fight him. I can’t. It’s like my body won’t work properly.
“Puh—please,” I mumble, even though his presence is making the fierce ache in my belly ease. “Don’t,” I sob when Oli tugs my boxers down my legs.
But he ignores me, forcing my legs over my head as he settles between my legs.
Turning my head to one side, I stare at the shadows cast against the wall. My legs are sticking up in a lude position, my feet swaying slightly as Oli touches my body. His fingers graze my privates, his touch feather light.
I’m so wet, and hot, and scared.
He tests my ass, dipping a single fingertip inside me over and over. I scrunch my face up, disgusted by what’s happening to me.
Through the fog of pain and shock, my logical mind tells me that this is the only way to make the pain stop. If I really am an omega, then having Oli here will help.
But I’m just so scared.
He’s so big. So unhinged.
He’s going to rip me in two.
Charlie's Bedroom
Oli
I don’t knowhow I’m still hanging on.
