Chapter 5 Varnlac
The smirk on my little omega's face is all the answer I need. He's being intentionally aggravating. I guess I shouldn't have insulted his intelligence to begin with. Then again…
Holding him still, I give him one hard thrust. His eyes roll back and a choked moan tears out of him. His insides spasm hard against my hemipenises and around my knot. The heat and pressure combined with his rush of slick is threatening to send me into climax again.
"You're such an ass," he breathes.
"It's hard to resist with how your body reacts.
" My voice sounds much more like a growl than I expected.
Is this what it's like to be with a matched omega?
To finally knot one who's body is so ready to give in to me?
It's intoxicating, and a test of my self-control.
I think having him here has overridden my rut suppressants.
"Intense, overwhelming, a little painful… and way too good." His eyes are closed, I'm not even sure he's talking to me.
"What?"
"You asked me what it feels like to be fucked and knotted by you." His already flushed skin turns an even deeper shade of red.
I type the data into my tablet. It's going to be interesting to get some firsthand data.
He seems almost too willing to help with my research.
I wonder if my venom was too effective? If it's made him too compliant?
Or is it just survival instinct? He could just be trying to appease me to keep himself alive.
He doesn't know that I could never bring myself to do actual harm to any omega, let alone my omega.
"There are wanted announcements for you," I say, not entirely sure yet what information I'm fishing for.
His eyes open and he furrows his brow. "Yeah, so?"
I put my tablet down and lean over him. His whole body shudders under me. "So maybe I would like to know what kind of criminal my omega is."
"Mn… I…" He takes a shaky breath. "It's not a big deal…
I borrowed some money to get myself through school, but because I grew up poor as fuck, the only organization willing to lend me anything was a pirate gang.
The plan was to do well and land a good enough job to pay them back a couple years after graduation.
Pay for engineers tanked in that time, and I couldn't pull it off, so my choices were to either work on their ships for free until I had paid back to the loan, get sold off as a slave, or become their personal entertainer.
" He doesn't maintain eye contact this time as he talks.
That's odd. Given the test scores in his files, he should have more than qualified for a scholarship. "Do humans not have scholarships?"
He rolls his eyes. "Maybe if you grow up on Earth or one of the bigger colonies, but not in the colony I grew up in.
You were either stupid rich, or stupid poor.
I was stupid poor, but had heard you could dig your way out with a good degree.
Just need to get a loan for school. Didn't quite turn out though. "
"And people think the Thallan are barbaric."
"Well your cocks certainly are."
A smirk creeps across my face and I lean down over my little human. I press my hand over the bulge in his stomach and he shudders. "You seem to be enjoying them."
"Fuck off." His voice is strained, but the way his insides spasm against me and the fresh, hot rush of slick I feel from him are enough to confirm it.
I let my lower hemipenis uncoil inside him, creating friction against his insides, and against my upper hemipenis. He tightens around me as moans rip out of his throat and his hands strain against my tentacles. "Do you really want me to stop?"
"Fuck… my body can't take much more…" His dark eyes roll back.
"Mm, fascinating." He has a higher limit than I expected.
I wasn't sure he was going to enjoy how abrupt and rough I was being, but he has been.
Being around my match in heat has made me reckless with him though.
I'm going to have to be more careful going forward. I don't want to actually break him.
He takes a shaky breath, his eyes refocusing on me. "What?"
"You're more resilient than I expected. And I think my knot has gone down enough to pull out.
" I glance at the running timer on my tablet.
It's been nearly twenty minutes. I'm not even sure though.
I've never knotted someone before. There are omega hunters out there who knot any omega they create, but that seems unprofessional and rude.
I'd rather sell the omega unknotted to their matched alpha than take that kind of liberty.
"Just… please do it gently… Everything's too sensitive." There's concern creasing his reddened face. He's too cute. I've always found humans kind of adorable, but this one takes it to whole other level. My judgement may be clouded by him being my match though.
If I can work my knot out of him, then the rest should be easy.
I retract the barbs on the head of my upper hemipenis to make it easier and a little less stimulating for my human.
My tentacles are still wrapped around his legs, but I get a hold of his butt too to hold him still and start to ease out of him.
"Oh fuck…" he moans as his eyes flutter closed.
I want to slam back him and ruin him all over again.
I shake off the idea; shouldn't push him too hard too fast. I won't get good data if I'm just constantly keeping him at his limit.
Not to mention the obvious signs of exhaustion and stress he showed during the exam, he needs rest before I do anymore experimenting.
And I should probably take more rut suppressants.
I haven't felt this feral since I started taking the suppressants twenty years ago.
I manage to get my knot out and my hemipenises slide out easily. His hole is gaping pretty dramatically. I grab my tablet and use it to take a picture and start a new timer.
"What are you doing?" His voice sounds weak and tired now.
"I want to see how long you gape for."
"Fuck you." His head falls back. It only takes a minute and a half for his hole to tighten back up. That's consistent with observations reported by other alphas with their own omegas.
"I'm going to do a quick physical exam, just to confirm a few things." This is mostly just a scan anyway. I release him from my tentacles to be able to set up the overhead scanner.
"Why not? I'm still hooked up to this I.V." He shifts to sit up, flinching. I forgot about the I.V. I'm glad I didn't accidentally tear it out of him.
I frown. "Are you in pain?"
"You realize you just demolished my ass right?" He shrugs. "It's mostly my leg. Oh, that's a lot of fluid."
The mix of my seed and his slick is rushing out of him and pooling on the metal cot. "Give me a minute to run the scans and a blood test and I'll clean you up."
He grumbles something that I either don't catch or that my translator doesn't know how to translate. He's more clear when he speaks again. "Or you could point me to a shower. On top of this, I've got mud from the forest and grime from the engine room and the crash to wash off too."
"I'm concerned for your leg, but I understand.
" I run the scan and start to gather the things I need to draw a bit more blood.
The I.V. bag is nearly empty anyway. I unplug it from the catheter in his arm, run a quick saline flush and then draw about a millilitre of blood.
I pull the the catheter out of his arm and press a gauze to the area. "Hold this here for a few minutes."
"Yeah, not my first blood test." He rolls his eyes and presses the gauze into place himself.
"You're a very venomous human, aren't you?"
"Says the guy who bit me with his own venom to turn me into his sex toy."
I sigh. "Omegas are more than that."
"Uh huh, I'm going to need evidence before I believe that."
I turn towards him, away from the blood analyzer, and cross my arms. "Once you're cleaned, fed, and have had some sleep, I'll give you access to the literature."
Those dark eyes narrow at me. "Good."