Page 3 of His Reluctant Omega

Avery nodded and slid off the edge of the seat.

“Wait,” the bartender said, pulling out a shot glass and putting it on the counter. He poured a bit of alcohol into it—what kind Avery did not know—and then pushed it across the scarred, wooden surface. “You look like you could use this.”

Avery stared at the drink for a couple of seconds. He was underage. “I really don’t drink.” Yet even as the words came out of his mouth, he collected the shot glass and downed the drink in one gulp. Then immediately regretted it. It was like liquid fire sliding down his throat, and he hissed in pain. Slamming the shot glass back on the counter, he eyed the beta behind the bar and gasped for air. “How much do I owe you?”

“On the house, handsome.” The bartender took the glass, refilled it, and took a shot himself. “Don’t forget… back door on the left, just past the bathrooms. You walk into the wrong room and it might upset yourdelicate sensibilities.”

“Noted.” Avery thanked him with a quiet nod before spinning to eye the interior. Before he rose, he scouted his trip. He had to walk past the beta who was nowopenlyjerking his cock for anyone to see. Avoiding the man’s stare, he ignored the motion but—like any good accident—his stare flicked there no matter how much he attempted to avoid it.

It’s not like he saw other men’s cocks on a daily basis. The last one had likely been in gym class, comparing himself to another omega. That or Sex Ed—but that had been photos and not the real thing. As he approached, the smirking beta smiled a little wider, a lust-filled expression that teetered more on grimace than grin.

“You wanna help me, beautiful?”

Avery increased his pace, ignoring the offer. Swiftly, he crossed the interior and moved into a narrow hallway. The door on the left, just past the bathroom, was marked ‘PRIVATE’. Avery stood there a few seconds, eyeing the sign, realizing this was the last chance he had to run like the scared little idiot he was.

Yet he knew hecouldn’trun.

If a couple of asshole betas hadn’t run him off by then, the prospect of what was behind that door shouldn’t. Too much hung in the balance. He had people to protect… himself included. After a deep breath he wished he hadn’t taken, Avery lifted his hand and knocked. He then closed his eyes, praying the gods would watch out for him in the moments to come.

No one came to the door.

For a few seconds, he wondered if he should turn and leave… before anything did.

Just as he was on the edge of running for his life, the door finally whipped opened. A pretty, older omega stood in the doorway, his lingerie-clad body doing nothing to hideanything.

“Hiya, handsome. You here to see me?” the omega said in a sickeningly sweet accented voice.

It was too high to be real. Was likely a part of whatever fantasy the betas who came in liked.

Avery swallowed. “Are you Tulla? I’m A-Avery.”

He smiled. “I am.” His voice immediately changed, the sweet accent gone. Tulla stepped back some. “Come in.”

Avery paused a moment, weighing his options one last time.

Last chance.

Only chance.

A couple of seconds later, he burst through the door and turned to gaze at the omega.

Tulla closed the door behind them and twisted to face Avery. He ran a hand through his long, long hair, giving Avery a flirtatious look, before he dragged the hair from his head, revealing a buzz cut that showed early signs of thinning. Tulla sauntered over to a lighted makeup mirror and placed the wig on a stand.

Avery gazed about the room, filled with wigs of every shade, more lingerie, feathery boas, and the most lace, glitter, and flowery things he’d ever seen combined in one location.

“Ever been to a place like this, sugar?” Tulla asked as he ran a hand over his shining scalp.

Avery shook his head, unable to speak as Tulla walked closer. His soft cock and balls bounced some in the sheer panties covering them, drawing Avery’s eye. Tulla seemed to notice and lowered a hand to caress his cock. It did little growing after being tended to.

“See anything you like?”

Avery swallowed thickly. “I didn’t… come for that.”

Tulla only smiled more. “I know why you’re here. I’ve already seen your picture, remember? And my, it didn’t do you justice, honey. But just because you came for one thing doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun before we conduct our business.”

Avery’s mouth opened, but no words came out.

“Are you one of those omegas who doesn’t like sex?” Tulla asked. “A prude?”

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