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Omega Ball
Torture.It’s pure torture. “Yes, a pleasure to see you, too, N’dogo.” Ruby City Berserker is here with her Omega. A male, one of the few. She fought hard to claim him and shows him off whenever she gets the chance. I don’t suppose my Omega likes seein’ him in the um…attire she’s selected for him, but whatever makes them happy is their own business.
“He’s wearing a dog costume,” my Omega says the minute we’re excused.
“Was.” I nod, answering in the affirmative.
“And he looked like he liked it. He was panting and woofing.”
“Like a dog.”
“Yes. But wasn’t he hot? It was entirely made out of plastic. Could he even breathe?”
“That’syour problem with it?”
She nods. I look over her shoulder and down into her eyes. She tilts her face up to me, so open, so damn wild. So fuckin’ beautiful. “Whatever gets them off in the bedroom ain’t a problema mine.” My lips twitch and I can’t help but chuckle. Try to rein it in, though, as I scan the crowd of assholes assembled, lookin’ for the ones I invited. Technically, I invited everyone. But I’m lookin’ for the ones I shoulda killed a long time ago.
“What’s wrong?” she whispers, pivoting her body towards mine.
“Nothin’.”
Her wide, inviting gaze turns to a glare. “I know something’s wrong. You’re practically strangling me.”
She rolls her shoulders back and I drop my hand from where I’d had it positioned around her neck. Holdin’ her just above the collar makes me feel less like I’m leadin’ her around like a pet — less like a piece of shit.Unworthy.
“Sorry. I’m sorry,” I repeat, clearin’ my throat and strugglin’ to meet her gaze.When we’re equal…I fought so hard for my seat, I…wasn’t expectin’ to have to share it. But I need to make space. I need to learn. I need…her. Just her. And I want her to look at me like I’msomebody. “Nothin’s wrong. Just gotta take a piss.”
“I’m not following you into the bathroom.”
“Think a Berserker holds his own dick when he takes a piss? Nah. That’s what Omegas with soft hands are for,” I try teasing, try to move us back onto safer ground.
She smirks, taking the bait, “Good luck with that. You’ve seen my hands before.” She lifts her palms and waggles her fingers at me, showing off her calluses with pride. I think she might be the only woman in here without their nails painted, or their hair dyed. Still managed to put a little bit a’ makeup on ‘er though. Not that she needs it. She looks good all the damn time.
I take her left palm in mine and rub my thumb across its battle-hardened center. “You think I meant you? Nah, baby. Why d’you think I invited so many Omegas here?” I chuckle, continuing to tease, knowin’ my Omega doesn’t like that she feels jealous of me, and knowin’ I like it far, far too much and I’m…feelin’ wounded. I’m a selfish fuck to do this to her just so I can feel the reassurance of the fire that sparks in her eyes.
My cock stiffens in my suit pants as she turns to face me and I open my mouth to laugh it off, but she’s quicker than me. She lunges, crossing the distance between us until her breasts are crushed against my chest. While I flounder, she reaches between our bodies and grabs my erection through my pants so hard I go numb below the waist. I grab her wrist with my free hand, but she just squeezes tighter.
“Fuck,” I hiss, drawin’ out the word. “Omega…”
Her gaze flashes. She bites her front teeth together and pulls her dark reddish brown eyebrows together over her speckled nose. So many damn freckles. Wanna draw star maps across all of ‘em, creatin’ constellations meant for me alone. “If you let another Omega touch you, I’ll cut your balls off while you sleep.” I feel them…the vines…liftin’ up from the floor and glidin’ over my shoes, comin’ up the legs of my pants and wrappin’ around my shins. Fuckin’ savage, my Omega. I wonder if she even knows she’s doin’ it.
“And if an Omega touches you, I’ll take her down.” I shiver when the vines reach my knees and it takes all the willpower I got in me to keep standin’as I fall so fuckin’ hard for her. “I’ll tear her to pieces.”
My voice is thick when I speak, but I force myself not to twitch, not to let her know that I’m a little freaked and creeped out by her — and aroused more than both. “Don’t think her Alpha’ll like that.”
“I’ll kill him, too.”
I lean towards her, well aware we’re bein’ observed. Eyes follow my Echo wherever she goes. She’s the star a’ the night. Star a’ this whole fuckin’ galaxy. “Can’t go around killin’ Alphas in Dark City. ‘Cause me a tonna paperwork seein’ as you’re the Dark City Omega n’ all.”
“Then treat me like it.”
Oh? That a challenge? I grin and her brow flattens, her face transforming from rage to a skeptical concern.
“I…” she starts.
I grab her by the waist, shove the high slit of her dress aside, bypass the flimsy scrap of fabric that passes for her underwear and slip two fingers inside of her. “You mean like this?”
She squeals, grabs onto my upper arms and brings our bodies together, tryna hide herself from view. “We’re in the middle of people!” she squeaks, voice hiccuping with restrained laughter as she forgets her vindictiveness and her hurt.
