Sable #2
“Because we’re being followed,” Rhian whispers back, a mischievous grin lighting up his face in the moonlight. My eyes go wide as I stare at the omega beside me, but he doesn't look scared. Instead, he looks excited. For the golden boy omega, he sure does enjoy being naughty.
“What?” I ask, searching all around us for a sign of who it is, but it’s too dark to see anyone but Rhian.
“Taron,” he whispers. “He's been following us this entire time. I’m a little surprised you only noticed once he started making it obvious.”
“Taron’s following us? Why?” I ask, not sure what's happening right now. Was Rhian in on whatever this is? He must be, given how excited his scent is. Fuck, is this what he had planned? Inviting Taron to join us?
“I asked him for some help making tonight exciting,” Rhian admits, pulling me to a stop, and turning to face me fully. “I’m not the only one that wants to court you, Sable.”
Oh. Ooooh.
“So what do we do?” I whisper, biting my bottom lip as my scent sweetens in the air.
“I think he's hoping for a show. Should we give him one, baby?” Rhian nods toward a darkened side path off the main trail, waiting for my answer. It’s clearly not decorated, and because of how dark it is, I doubt anyone else is down there.
If I say yes, what happens next?
“What kind of show?” I whisper, my heart already racing as I think about all the possibilities.
“Run!” Taron snarls his alpha bark at us, sending my heart spiraling. Rhian tightens his hold on my hand and takes off running down the dark trail, tugging me with him.
I can feel how close Taron is to catching us. His steps pound the trail packed earth behind us, making me dizzy with fear and adrenaline. What will he do if he catches us? I think I can guess.
“If we make it to the tree before he can reach us, then you’re all mine, Sable,” Rhian shouts as we run as hard as we can into the darkness.
I don’t have time to think, just run. If I were alone, this would be too terrifying.
I’m not scared of the dark, but I am scared of the unknown.
What happens when we reach the tree, and why does part of me want Taron to catch us before we get there?
Most importantly, which fucking tree? We’re surrounded by trees!
But I don’t ask, I just trust Rhian, and run like my life depends on it.
Warm fingers graze the back of my neck, and I let out an unholy scream, pushing myself to go faster. Rhian matches my pace, laughing like this is the most fun he’s ever had.
“Run little omegas…” Taron growls loudly in the darkness, and I’m so glad I wore these boots.
“Don’t let him catch us!” I yelp as I nearly trip over a tree root, thankful Rhian is holding my hand still.
It’s so dark out here, and the little bit of moonlight peaking through the trees isn’t enough to see fucking anything.
But just up ahead, maybe fifty feet or so, I see a tree with two lanterns hanging from its branches.
That’s got to be the tree, right? Fuck… All I know is I’m locked in on the tree, and I’m not slowing down.
Realistically, there's no way we should be able to outrun Taron. Is he letting us win? I pick up my pace, adrenaline skyrocketing in my veins at the idea he might grab me at the last second. This is Rhian’s date, he deserves whatever prize is waiting for us at the end.
Rhian and I collide at the last moment, as he wraps me into his arms, and takes the brunt of the force of our bodies as we crash into the tree. I’m panting, gasping for air as I search all around us for any sign of Taron in the dim lantern light.
“You’re all mine, Sable. Taron gets to watch,” Rhian growls as he spins us until my back is against the tree trunk. The area is dimly lit by the lanterns and moonlight, giving me just enough to see him. Rhian looks fucking magnificent, his dirty blond hair tousled and skin glistening with sweat.
“Watch what, Rhian?” I ask as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him hard against me, still panting heavily after that run.
I’m not a runner, so that was a lot. His eyes darken, and his scent grows heavy with slick.
Taron must be half feral with our scents combining, my own slick perfuming in the air as my thighs grow damp with my need.
“Watch me taste that intoxicating pussy, Sable.” He grins as he leans in and presses his lips to mine. Fuuuck, how am I supposed to say no to this man? Every reason we can’t be together fills my heart with doubt, and I’m desperate for reassurance.
“This is a bad idea,” I murmur against his lips, gasping when he bites my bottom lip with a disapproving growl. He releases the tender skin, and leans back to glare down at me.
“Because we’re both omegas?” Rhian drops to one knee before me, glancing up at me as he wraps a strong hand around my calf, lifting it to rest my heel on his bent knee.
I watch him as he drags the zipper down, before tugging the boot off, and then does the same for my other foot.
I don’t know how he makes such a simple thing so sexy, but he does.
“Maybe,” I swallow hard, hating the self-doubt that’s trying to ruin this moment.
“Is it a bad idea, or are you just trying to run away from our connection?” His voice is breathy, with a slight tremble that makes my heart ache.
“That's not… I’m not running, I’m just–”
“Scared, Pretty Girl?”
I can feel Taron watching us, even though I can’t see him, the intensity of his gaze lingers on my body.
I know he’s listening. I know he thinks I ran from him.
I broke his heart, and now he’s watching Rhian undress me slowly.
I squeeze my eyes shut, dropping my head back against the rough bark of the old tree.
“Yes. Of course. Of course, I’m scared, Rhian.
I’ve ruined every relationship I’ve ever had.
I’m scared I’m not enough. I’m scared that I’ll hurt you, or that I’ll do something to fuck everything up.
That the town will turn against you because I’m the fuck-up omega, and not some perfect alpha they all expect for you.
” My voice trembles with every word, and I can feel tears stinging my eyes.
"Fuck what the town says about two omegas being together.
Fuck the past and every little thing that any of us did wrong.
We were kids, but I'm not a kid anymore, Sable. I know who I am and what I want. What I’ve always wanted, and that's you.” Rhian takes my hand, still kneeling before me, and I look down at him, letting him see my pain and fear.
“Do I make you happy?” Rhian growls as he releases my hand and reaches for the button of my jeans.
"Of course you do," I whisper, my resistance crumbling at his feet. I watch him tug the jeans down my hips as he smiles up at me. I steady myself on his shoulders as he helps me step out of my pants, tossing them to the side with my boots.
"Then let me be yours, Sable.” His words strike the lonely void in my heart, and I hold my breath. “Choose me. Choose happiness, and love. And the promise of a beautiful life filled with laughter,” he winks, “and many, many orgasms,” his words break the tension in my chest, and I giggle.
“Okay.” I nod, needing to feel Rhian against my skin as I reach for him, leaning forward to kiss him again. “I choose you, Rhian. Whatever that means for tomorrow, I’m not certain, but tonight I know I need you,” I say after I break away from the kiss.
“That's okay, Sable. I’ll be certain for us. All of us,” he adds quietly.
“Take your shirt off, omega,” I demand, smiling as he follows my command. He’s a work of art in the moonlight, and I grin as I pull my shirt off over my head, exposing my breasts to the cool night air.
“These are fucking perfect,” Rhian groans, taking my breasts into his callused hands, making me thankful I skipped the bra tonight.
I hear a feral growl from the treeline diagonal to us, echoing in the shadowy depths of the forest. “Someone else agrees.” He chuckles before taking my nipple between his lips and sucking.
He takes his time, swirling his tongue over the peaked bud, and I moan.
“Such a naughty omega.” He stands before me, lifting me into his arms, kissing me until I’m whining for him.
“I need to taste you,” he groans, but I shake my head.
“No time, fuck me, please Rhian,” I beg, so needy for his cock to be inside me.
“Taron will be very jealous.” Rhian chuckles, and I nod, refusing to release my hold on his shoulders.
“He wants to make me come while he fucks me on your lap,” I murmur, remembering Taron’s words that night at the bar. “I want him to fuck you while you fuck me,” I growl, making Rhian let out an omega whine, the scent of his slick growing thicker in the air.
“God, you’re as bad as he is,” Rhian moans.
“Fuck me, Rhian, please,” I growl again, leaning down to drag my teeth over the sensitive skin of his neck. “Make me come on your thick omega cock,” I say it loud enough to make sure Taron heard, and he growls from the trees once again, this time closer than before.
“Shit, Sable.” Rhian steps back just enough to reach between us and undo the button of his jeans and free his cock while I tug my thong off. I glance down, delirious with my need for him, and grin.
“You have a pretty cock,” I whisper, making the omega’s cheeks turn pink in the glow of the lantern light. “Such a good boy, giving your omega what she needs,” I praise, knowing damn well we omegas fucking love praise, but also that Taron is hanging onto every word we say.
“You make me wish I had a knot,” Rhian chuckles, as he strokes himself with one hand and lifts me with the other. I steady myself in his arms, legs wrapped around his waist as he drags the wide tip of his cock through my slick.
“Oh, fuck…” I moan as the scent of Rhian’s slick perfumes. Honeyed hay and apples… so sweet… I don’t know how Taron can hold himself back from joining us. His self-control is a little annoying. “His scent,” I gasp, missing the scent of Taron.