Page 69 of Ruined Omega

“Feed it to her Canaris. Her body must become accustomed to seed.”

I don’t know what Tal means, but I feel an instinctual thirst for that thick, creamy fluid. Somehow my body knows that I need it.

I need it in my mouth, and in other places too.

Canaris swipes his rough, calloused palm over my soft skin, gathering his pleasure onto his fingers. He feeds it to me, and I accept it hungrily, sucking away every last drop of the salty cum.

As it settles in my tummy, Tal’s tongue kindles another intense climax between my legs. Baen clutches me tightly to keep my ecstatic convulsions under control.

“Good,” Tal purrs. “I think she’s ready.”

“Ready?” I gasp weakly. “Ready for what?”

Without warning, Tal’s middle finger rams inside my hole, penetrating to the knuckle. He works it around, testing and teasing my sensitive inner tissues. He swirls it in circular motions, like he’s trying to stretch me out, trying to ream my hole bigger with his finger.

“Ready for an Alpha cock,” he growls.

Tal sits back on his haunches, and his massive, curving erection comes into view. My inner walls flutter in anticipation of being taken by that huge member.

But to my surprise, and everyone else’s, Tal stands and nods toward Baen.

“Come here, boy. You’ll have her first.”

“What?” Baen stammers in disbelief.

I can hardly believe it myself. Tal has seemingly established himself as the head of this little impromptu pack. By right, he could fuck me before the other two do. But he’s giving up that privilege to Baen. There must be some reason...

“Well,” Tal growls. “What are you waiting for, boy?”

Baen doesn’t require any further encouragement. He moves around in front of me and positions himself between my legs while Tal takes up his place beside me.

Baen grips his cock and levers his blunt head down until his pierced tip is aligned with my entrance.

He starts to push.

CHAPTER 23: BAEN

The omega mewls as I begin to push inside her.

Despite her overwhelming need, she struggles and tries to squirm away from me, but I clutch her plump fleshy hips, dragging her toward me as I slowly thrust into her dripping hole.

There is resistance at first. She is tight, and I suspect she has never taken a real cock before. But soon her opening expands just enough, and there is a delicious slip as my swollen head pops inside.

I grunt. “Source, you feel good.”

She whimpers and wriggles beneath me, impaled on the tip of my cock. I just hold there for a moment, enjoying the sight of her weak, helpless struggles and the tightness of her rim stretched around my crown.

Then I push deeper.

With Tal and Canaris keeping her arms pinned down, the omega has no choice but to watch as I slowly sheath my pole inside her cunt. Her mouth gapes, and her eyes stare with amazement as my shaft disappears between her open legs, inch by throbbing inch.

“So fucking good,” I groan.

The truth is, she feels better than any omega I’ve ever fucked. Her insides are soft and smooth as silk. Her channel conforms so perfectly around my cock, pulsing and clenching as if trying to milk my seed.

I delve deeper. I keep going until my tip bumps against her back wall.

Her back arches. She tosses her head and lets loose a shriek that could be pleasure or pain. Perhaps a mingling of the two.