Page 69 of Shared Omega

My words are cut off by a sharp yelp of surprise, my eyes, drooping with exhaustion until now, fly open in shock as the hard knot at the base of his cock expands inside me.

“Oh fuck,” I moan.

The pressure of his knot is too intense to bear, and yet I have to bear it. My instinct is to pull away, but if I tried to do that now, I’m sure it would rip me apart.

We are locked together, meat inside of meat.

Mercifully, every bit of pain is erased by the pulverizing orgasm that crashes through me an instant later. The climax is too much for my exhausted body to handle, and I nearly pass out from the sensation. I’m only vaguely conscious of Truk’s bestial roar and my own shrill screams of fright and pleasure. My mind is only dimly aware of the rush of sticky heat as Truk’s cock pulses inside me, adding his seed to that of the other two Alphas.

The entire world seems to disappear, replaced only by darkness, bliss, and exhaustion.

Truk’s teeth are what bring me snapping back to consciousness.

I bark in shocked pain when his fangs break the skin with a venomous burn as he lays his mark on my skin alongside Dog’s and Kane’s.

Truk looks me in the face, his eyes burning with intense emotion.

“I’m sorry little one,” he whispers. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

He brushes his cheek against me like a cat. He ever so tenderly kisses the burning brand left by his teeth on my flesh. The way he can switch from rough and brutal to gentle and soft is a total mindfuck.

Taking care not to pull at our knotted joining, Truk steps back from the wall and lowers himself to the ground. He lies back, holding me pierced and sprawled on top of his sweat-slick body.

“Good omega,” he purrs again at my ear.

The deep, warm sound of his voice sends nice shivers all the way down to my toes and back again. I lie my head on his chest and listen to the rapid thumping of his heart.

For a moment, I forget all about the mission. I forget all about the web of deceit and survival I’ve been weaving. All that matters is this.

I feel so safe, so treasured, and so thoroughly sated by my Alpha mates.

But the moment is ended by a dark shadow.

At first I think it is another cloud passing overhead, but when I tilt my face and glance upward, I see it is Kane. He is towering over me like a giant, blocking out the sunset. His pierced cock is still half hard and bouncing with his pulse as it declines.

“You tricked me,” he rumbles.

Ringed by the sun, his face is in silhouette. I can’t see his expression, but I can sense the waves of anger vibrating off his tense body.

“I’m sorry,” I whimper. “I—“

“You tricked me,” he repeats. His voice is as cold as murder.

“I didn’t mean to trick you Kane!” I blurt.

“Liar,” he snaps. He begins pacing in a slow circle around me and Truk where we lie heaving in the grass. “This was your plan all along, wasn’t it? To make me mark you, along with these other two Alphas. Now we’re bound together by the mark, so I won’t be able to rid myself of you.”

“Is that what you want?” I ask. “To rid yourself of me? I thought you were going to help me. To help us…”

Kane snarls with rage.

“Oh I’m going to help you,” he says with a cruel sneer. “I’m going to help you learn how to behave. Now that you are my marked omega, it’s my privilege—no, it’s my duty—to discipline you.”

He drops to his knees beside me and Truk. His muscles are shiny with sweat, and his face is red with anger.

“Discipline?” I whisper.

“That’s right, little omega. It’s time for you to learn what happens when you lie to your Alpha.”