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I tilt my face back and his pupils get big, real scary big, and I suddenly feel an urgency in my chest that I can’t beat back.
“Don’t fuckin’ do it, Omega. Do not go into heat.” He starts to pull his cock out of me, the pressure of his thick shaft straining the lining of my core.
“Don’t,” I plead.
“Omega, you’re disobeying me. Don’t wanna deal with an Omega in heat out here in Paradise Hole.”Dealwith me. For some reason, the stilted way he’s speaking strikes me as distant and cold.
Why is he like this? Why does he give me what I want without taking anything for himself? He isn’t…isn’t letting himself go. He doesn’t want me. But why? Am I really so terrible or is it something else? What if there issomeoneelse? What if he’s…oh my god, what if he’swithsomeone?What if he’s in love with another woman? Maybethat’swhy he offered to put me up in private accommodations and leave me alone when we get back to Dark City. Oh my god. Oh my god…
He’s married.
I freeze and close my eyes and try to pull myself away from this catastrophe, but my pussy doesn’t care if he’s married to someone else or not. It chooses this moment to squeeze. “I’m almost…Adam, please…I’m coming…I need…”
He thrusts inside of me and brings one hand between us to circle my clit. He rubs too hard with his rough fingertips, hard enough to send pain shooting through my hips, but apparently I like Pain just as much as she likes me because I break apart anyway and go flying into outer space.
I want to kiss him, but remember that he’s got a wife and I’m just the pathetic piece of shit who’s been coming on to him even though he’s given me no encouragement.Just orgasms. Pity orgasms.Like afavor. It makes thisfavorhe’s doing for me even more embarrassing.
His lips are perfectly soft against my cheek when he gives me an open-mouth kiss. His tongue and teeth pull and push their way down my jaw to my mutilated neck, which he kisses with pure tenderness.
I rattle and shiver, leg muscles spasming, lower back burning, heels digging into the slippery sleeping bag, stretching it to the point of its maximum resistance. I’m panting as my conscious mind reenters my body and the Alpha pulls his erection out of my heat. I groan as the fullness is taken away from me. I want the knot, but I don’t get that either.
He rolls onto his back and rubs his face roughly and I close my eyes and wish I were dead. “I’m sorry,” I choke.
“Should be. Not the time or place for this shit. Wrap it up and get your instincts under control. You’re better than this, Omega.” My chin wobbles. “You go into heat out here and I can’t stop myself from goin’ into rut, I could really hurt you. More than I have already. You’re not healin’ right. Need to get you to the fuckin’ doc and figure out why my venom isn’t…” He grits his teeth — I can hear them grind together — before exhaling in small breaths. He’s counting again. “Four…” he says out loud. I guess that’s as far as he makes it.
He rolls onto his side, facing away from me and I stare up at the stars, wounded and confused. I don’t knowhowto get my Omega instincts under control. I thoughthehad to control them. I didn’t even think it was up to me.
“You cryin’?” he barks.
“No.”
“Omega…”
“I don’t like being called that.”
“Think I like bein’ called Berserker?”
My chin wobbles harder. I am so embarrassed. I’ve never been so embarrassed and my head is starting to pound. “We’re never doing that again. I shouldn’t have asked you in the first place.”
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ.” He slips out from under the sleeping bag, landing lithely on his feet, and starts to walk away from me. He rubs his hair in mechanical gestures as he stomps off, only to storm back again just as quickly. He points a finger at me angrily. “Try to run, I’ll hunt you down and punish you and I swear to god, Omega, you won’t like how.”
“You…you’re a…jerk!”
“That’s all you got?”
“Fuck you! When the trolls dump your body in an unmarked grave, you won’t find me crying over it!”
His jaw stays clenched, but a muscle ticks in his cheek. He reaches down and grabs his crotch. “Fuck.” He turns away from me and shakes his head again. “Better,” he grunts. It’s the last thing he says before the shadows get too thick for the firelight to touch him.
Staring for a moment longer at the darkness he vanished into, I shake my head and try to break out of my post-orgasm trance. I also use the opportunity to try to pull my legs together. The feel of their wobbly and wet insides does something to me and makes my stomach cramp. I want to be fucked again, longer and more thoroughly. I want him to come deep inside my body, knot me, take me…Fuck!
I start to roll onto my side until I remember that my left arm is supposed to stay elevated — for the swelling, according to him. Him. Adam. What a dumb name.
No, it isn’t. The name isnice.
“I wonder if his stupid wife likes it.” I mutter nonsense to myself and turn my head away from the fire. The sound of his stomping footsteps fades and I’m so upset about what just went down that I actually drift off into an angry dream state. I jolt awake, confused, because there’s no light at all. And the heat of the fire and from his body is gone. I’m cold.
I shiver and when I open my eyes, I see a fox with its head lowered, staring at me from no more than three feet away. The strangest thing about it, I think to myself as it scampers off, is that it’s the color of snow falling from the black sky. I’ve never seen an all-white fox before. Maybe, Adam is right. Maybe, I really do have a fever.
