Page 35 of Marked Omega

While Addom strokes and caresses me, Hasker and Kadmon go about their business of building a fire as though nothing unusual is going on. Occasionally when I whimper under Addom’s attention, Kadmon will flick his gaze my way briefly, but that is all.

“Lie down,” Addom says behind me in a voice that is gentle but firm.

“What are you going to do to me?”

His powerful hands grip my shoulders, and I suddenly feel so tiny and weak in his grasp. He pushes me down, and my body has no choice but to bend to his will.

“Lie down,” he commands again, more forcefully this time.

Addom guides me to the floor of the cave. He lays me down on my back. The stones of the cavern floor are hard and cool against my spine. The rush of the waterfall echoes in the empty space.

“Spread your legs.”

“But Addom,” I whine.

“Spread. Your. Legs.”

Even when he speaks, that deep purring sound continues underneath his voice coaxing me to obey him. Last night, Hasker opened me with the sheer force of his rough, calloused hands. But with Addom, it is different. My legs fall open for him effortlessly. It is as if he has bypassed my conscious mind to speak directly to my body.

“Oh God!” I gasp as his fingers touch my wet slit.

He rubs me up and down, the pads of his thick fingers separating my folds. He circles the ring of my entrance, which is oozing with warm slick and aching to feel his inner touch.

But Addom doesn’t enter me. Not yet. First, he raises his fingers, wet with my arousal, and sniffs them deeply. He groans with enjoyment at my pussy’s scent, and his cock bobs with excitement. He sucks my juices from his fingertips, and more clear precum dribbles from his pierced tip, spattering on my thighs, sticky and warm.

“You taste good, Lily,” he purrs. “I must feast on you.”

My sharp cry echoes through the cavern as he shoves his finger deep into my hole and buries his face between my thighs.

With his other hand, he draws back my little cowl of flesh to expose my throbbing pink pearl underneath. He sucks the hard bead into his mouth. He nips it with his teeth, making me squeal with pleasure and just a hint of pain. He flicks my erect nubbin with the tip of his tongue, making me dizzy with pleasure.

“Oh fuck,” I moan as my body squirms against the rough ground. “Addom, what are you doing to me?”

He shoves another finger deep inside me. Already, my pussy feels stretched and full. His fingers curl in a walking motion, stimulating my tenderest place. It feels like he is tickling my clitoris from the inside.

“I’m gonna come,” I whine.

I toss my head back as my impending climax builds between my legs. My wet hair is plastered over my face, and through the messy strands, I see the other Alphas upside down squatting over the fire pit.

Kadmon has ignited a wad of tinder—pine needles and thin fibers of wood—and he is blowing it, raising more and more plumes of white smoke.

Feeling drunk with arousal, I can’t contain the giggle that slips from my lips.

“That’s right,” Addom purrs between my thighs. “Come for me, omega.”

Just as Kadmon is using his mouth to kindle a flame from a few tiny sparks, so Addom is stirring and stoking a different kind of flame within my needy, quivering body. He is licking and sucking and fingering me closer and closer to my climax. And all the while, his deep purring continues, vibrating straight to my hot center.

“Come,” Addom commands.

One more heavy blow from Kadmon’s lips, and the tinder combusts into orange, consuming flames. At the same moment, an intense orgasm seems to explode within me. Waves of warm pleasure radiate outward from my core. My helpless body is wracked by spasms of raw pleasure as my muscles rhythmically tense and relax. My screams fill the cave until a rough hand clamps down over my face. My eyes flutter open, and I see that Hasker is crouching over me, stifling my cries of ecstasy.

“Hush,” he rasps. “We don’t need you alerting everyone for miles around about our hiding place.”

I moan into the palm of his hand. He smells like pine needles and wood smoke. His dark, hungry eyes trail down my body, drinking me in as I writhe and come again and again, one orgasm rolling straight into the next.

“You’re going to wear her out,” Hasker chuckles to his leader.

But Addom doesn’t let up. He continues stroking and licking and sucking my pussy until I feel like I cannot take it anymore. I don’t know if I can survive pleasure like this. My hands instinctively reach back and clasp Hasker’s legs. Our eyes meet and we share a strange moment of connection as he continues muffling my cries.