Page 44 of Marked Omega

“Yes,” she breathes.

It’s too late.

I grunt as a hot pulse shoots along my cock. My knot swells.

I’m certain the first shot of semen enters her hole before I can shove her away from me. The subsequent spurts are released into the pool, and the white globules move in the churning water.

“Oh fuck,” I mutter, releasing her throat.

The omega throws herself forward like a pouncing cat and kisses me. Her soft lips are warm and insistent. I return her kiss even more ardently, crushing my mouth to hers so roughly it fucking stings.

She is the most incredible creature I’ve ever known. All I want is to bury myself deep inside of her. I want our naked bodies to melt together until we both disappear.

Thankfully, part of me remembers where we are.

Fisting her wet hair, I yank her back before Addom and Hasker have a chance to see us.

It takes me a moment to realize that something is wrong with the omega. Her face suddenly looks pale and tinged with sickly green. Her eyes are circled with darkness and appear sunken. Her body begins to twitch and convulse, but these are not the spasms of pleasure that I saw before.

My heart clenches like a fist inside my chest.

My omega is dying.

“Lily!” I shout as I pat her clammy cheeks.

But she can’t hear me. Or if she can, she shows no sign of it. Her lids flutter as her eyeballs roll over white in their sockets and her jaw hangs slack.

“Lily!”

I hold her tightly and drag her to the edge of the pool. I call for Addom and Hasker, but they have already noticed the commotion and they are coming near. I lift the poor omega up to them, and they carry her onto the dry stone and lie her dripping body upon her back. Hasker steadies her seizing body to keep her from hurting herself.

“What’s wrong with her?” Hasker growls.

Despite the contempt he has shown for her, he seems genuinely concerned about her now. The bonding process has already begun, and despite his misgivings about her as an outsider, he feels the need to protect her.

“It’s my fault,” I blurt, bowing my head in shame. “I disobeyed Addom. While I was bathing the omega, I allowed her to touch me, and I released my seed. That is what caused her to be afflicted like this.”

Hasker glances down at my knotted dick. He shakes his head and grumbles.

“Don’t think so highly of yourself, boy. Your seed isn’t that potent.”

“Not my seed,” I stammer. “But my sin has caused this. Addom forbade my release, and I disobeyed him. Now the Source has made the omega sick to punish my disobedience.”

Addom is checking Lily’s pulse at her throat, her wrists, and the big arteries at the top of her thighs. He pauses long enough to glare at me, and I think he’s going to castigate me, but he doesn’t.

“Come on, boy,” he says. “Do you think I would send you off naked with the omega and expect nothing to happen?”

“But…”

“No Alpha could resist that,” he says. “I knew you would hold out as long as you could, but I also knew the little one would best you, eventually. Besides, she needed your seed as well to complete the process. But that’s not what caused this spell. Hasker?”

The bald Alpha holds Lily’s head between his massive hands and braces her against his lap. He dips his face and sniffs her, inhaling her breath.

“It’s the outsider poison,” he growls. “I smelled it on her before. Now the scent of it is diminished.”

“I don’t understand,” Addom says, staring down at Lily’s shuddering, naked body. “If the poison is dissipating, why is she becoming sick.”

Hasker shrugs.