Chapter Ten
Zallan
“Zallan, can Nara give you release instead? I need to see to Wells,” Ryson says.
I manage to pull my eyes open and see that our omega is tucked into the nest, a soft blanket over her as she watches wide-eyed.
Wells gives a good natured groan around my cock as I nod. He lets go of my aching dick to turn to Ry.
I lay back and Nara climbs up my body, his short horns that curve back evenly tilted towards me. I grin at him; he’s a gorgeous male. I reach out and take one of his horns in my hand. He shivers, letting out a moan.
“Suck me,” I command and Nara grins.
“I have a feeling we’re going to be hearing that a lot the next few days.”
I groan at the thought that our omega won’t be able to take us for many days yet, quite possibly until her heat. But the scent of her arousal is still thick on my tongue and after I am able to think straight, I intend to taste it at its source.
I jump as Nara takes me deep.
Ryson has tugged Wells out of the nest and over to the couch near the fireplace. He bends him forward. “You neglected your duty today, ufura.”
“I know,” Wells answers in a somber tone, “I’m sorry, ebondenn. It will not happen again.”
“I hope not,” Ryson answers and promptly spears his hard cock into Wells’ ass.
Elizabeth gasps and I look to her.
“Is he... hurting him?” She asks, looking at me, worry clear on her face. I find it endearing that she is concerned about him.
“Mm, a bit, I imagine,” I answer, “But being used roughly without release is how Ryson usually punishes Wells. Puts Wells in a sweet, well-behaved mood.”
Nara lets go of my cock with a wet plop. “Just as your pussy gets wet, for many species that pack up, so do rectums, in the right situations, sweetheart.”
“Oh. Oh.” She whispers, eyes turning back to us.
Her eyes land on my hard cock, resting on my stomach since Nara is still looking at her. “Oh holy hell,” she whispers.
Nara’s hot mouth takes me down again and my eyes close. I can scent our omega, sweet and woodsy almost, the smell intensifying as her pussy wets, and it pleases me that she enjoys the sight of us.
I’m quickly on edge, given her pheromones, and Nara’s skilled mouth, and the rhythmic slapping of Wells being punished.
“Fuck, you ready, love?” I ask, my body tight.
Nara makes a happy sound around my cock and I let go.
I spurt down his throat to his purring and frantic swallowing but my eyes turn to our little omega, who is watching with those huge brown eyes, a look of shock perhaps, on her face.
My hand twirls gently on Nara’s horn, to his whimper. “That was so good, love. Shall I take care of you now, or should we see to our omega?”
She makes a sound of surprise.
Nara rises and grins at her, “We can smell your desire. You want to be mounted.”
“I–I don’t,” she sputters.
“Don’t lie to us. But no mounting,” I grumble, annoyed with it, but the paperwork did say time would be needed, and of course I would never harm her. “I’m dying to taste you, little one. Dying to learn you. Let me see that pink cunt that’s Gathea’s property now.”
I crawl over her and her head tilts up. I make eye contact and she looks.
.. not frightened, thank goodness, but nervous, perhaps.
I slowly lower my mouth to hers, watching her intently.
She’s still but tilts her head for our lips to meet.
My eyes close and I enjoy the feel of my omega’s mouth.
I’m slow and gentle and soon I’m rewarded by the increase in her scent-need and perhaps better, the part of her lips and the tentative exploration of her tongue.
I open my mouth as my purr starts deep in my chest. Her hands rise and she rests them on my chest. I let her explore my mouth and when she pulls away, I can’t help but feel a twinge of hurt.
Her luminous eyes are on my mouth. “Are...” She stops, cheeks pinking like her ass did after the first swat or two.
“That is called blushing,” Nara explains from behind me. “She is embarrassed about something.”
She glares at him, muttering, “Shit.”
“No need to be embarrassed, wedari. We’re going to know you intimately, inside and out. You are a part of us now. We’re yours and you’re ours. We cannot tolerate disagreement in public, but this is your home now, little omega. Say what is on your mind.”
She blinks slowly. “Are your tongues split?” She rushes the words out.
I chuckle and I see Nara stick his out. I show her mine as well. Her eyes widen. I close my mouth.
“Our bodies are yours as surely as yours is ours. If you would like to ask questions, or inspect us, please tell us. This must be... odd, to encounter so many new and different... features.”
I can’t help but smile as I say it, though the statement is true. But our differences are only going to give our little omega more pleasure in bed than she’s surely ever had. Multiplied by four.
“Now, may I show you some of its uses?” I tilt my head. Her gaze goes playful, but she nods silently.
My response is to yank the blanket off her. She gasps but doesn’t move to cover herself, which pleases me.
I press my body between her little pale thighs. She lets me in, but keeps her legs close to my shoulders.
My eyes go to her core. She smells fucking delicious. I lay on my stomach to study her closer. I can see Nara observing over my shoulder so I wave him to lay next to me.
“This is your clit, hmm?” I ask as I use my first finger to run down the little fold of flesh at her apex.
She squeaks and wiggles beguilingly. As my finger slides up, the flesh pulls back.
I pause and do it again, revealing a little bead.
“Ah... this is your clit,” I murmur. I twist my hand and run my thumb up and down it, to her moan and leg-twitching.
I slide my hand lower. “Good omega, nice and wet. That’s exactly what we want.” I circle my finger around her slick hole and she rocks her hips. “Fuck, little one, are you that worked up already?” I grin and press one finger inside her.
Oh shit. Fuck, Nara and Ryson weren’t kidding about how hot and incredible she feels. Or how small her body is.
Will she really be able to fit a Celnoe alpha cock? Let alone a knot? Or two, as is right and proper?
Before I can worry about that too intensely, my horny little omega works herself on my finger.
“Oh, is that right?” I tease as I lean in to kiss her thigh. She makes another embarrassed sound, which I dislike. I want her brazen and spreading herself for me.
I put my face to her cunt and she whimpers. I hold still for a moment, simply enjoying the scent of my omega aching for me to relieve her.
I lean in, and let my tongue loll out, licking her from her bottom hole to her clit.
“Whoa, easy,” she starts but I repeat my lick. She squeaks.
“That’s my...”
“Mmmhmm,” I mutter, tongue working over her again.
“I... uh...” she mutters.
“Quit,” Nara lectures. “Let our aleron taste you, sweetheart. Our paperwork said that humans use their mouths on each other.”
Her big, wide, unusually brown eyes seem to relax, her face calming a bit from where I peer up at her. I press my tongue into her soft, wet cunt, eliciting a gasp. I love the little noises escaping her mouth.
I lose myself in her, her taste and smell, her little hips, her odd tailless bottom that I’m holding in both my hands, keeping her cunt up and open for me. I find my hips rocking into the nest in time with her pointless—but adorable—little hip thrusts.
Her sounds turn breathier and I let the points of my tongue caress around her that little bud of flesh that is peaking out now.
It drives her wild, apparently, her voice taking on a higher pitch and suddenly she grabs my horns.
Her little hands wrap around them and I whimper, an embarrassingly soft noise if there were any but my pack in attendance.
But around my pack, my family, I can be myself and none will judge me for the noises of pleasure that my omega draws out of me.
My hips thrust harder, the feel of the nest’s mattress soothingly good on my aching cock. My omega’s sounds of pleasure, of her imminent release, her soft hands on my horns, her sweet, creamy scent are beyond incredible.
I feel myself on edge and I don’t hold back. Of course the sound of my omega, the taste of my omega, would make me release.
I moan, my tongue curling up, around, and over her lovely little clit repeatedly as I feel my seed puddle under me, wetting my cock and belly. My release was desperately needed, my dick aching, knot throbbing miserably, despite the recent help from Nara.
It’s her. Elizabeth.
Her pheromones are kicking my alpha instincts into high gear. I want to fuck her, breed her, hold her, protect her. She’s mine.
Another flick of my tongue under and around her clit and she releases on my face, gasping and her little cunt clenches. I whimper again, fucking the nest for all I’m worth.
I groan out one last spurt of seed as she tugs my head down into her pussy again. I grin, pleased with her both touching my horns, and feeling comfortable enough to pull on me. I continue to lick her.
“Zallan,” the voice seems far away as I’m awash in the pleasure of the taste of my little mate, who is humping my face for all its worth as she strokes my horns, obviously not ready for me to be done licking her cunt. Which I’m happy to oblige.
“Zallan.” It’s Nara. “You should stop so we can introduce a trainer or two.”
His words slowly penetrate the fog of lust around my brain.
I ease my body back and she whimpers piteously. Part of me is proud that I drove her to such high levels of need but a lower part of my brain wants to dive back in and make sure my mate doesn’t ache.
“That’s it,” Nara encourages me and I sit back on my haunches, wiping my face and blinking. I grab the upper blanket and toss it out of the nest. Good thing we have so many layers.
Nara edges in, pulling the box with the trainers with him. They are sold in our sexual needs shops for all smaller mating partners.