CHAPTER 12
APODIS
Any doubts Apodiswas having about whether Gemini was an omega were long gone after she’d come to him in a daze, begging to taste him. He was weak, so fucking weak, but rut was upon him and he couldn’t deny her when she kneeled in front of him so sweetly.
Just like an obedient little omega.
Memories of his past flashed before his eyes, though none as visceral and real as the one he’d made with Gemini. It was more than the primal need to reproduce that he experienced when he was in rut, and he could only hope that she felt the same way.
Galaxies, she was so beautiful, lying on his bed without a stitch of clothing. Her hair splayed out on the pillow like a shining crown, exposing the supple skin of her neck that wasbeggingto be marked. Shewas so at peace, her eyes blissfully shut, none of the pain and embarrassment he’d seen when she talked about her last mate.
He would never abandon her so callously. In fact, in this state he couldn’t imagine ever letting her go.
Apodis’ fangs extended, and he flicked his tongue across the sharp tips, the ache inside him barely quelled from the release she’d given him earlier. Hehadmarked her in a different way, the streaks of his drying seed coating her skin filling him with unseemly pride.
Gemini was his… at least until rut ended, and he would make sure she knew it.
The logical part of his brain battled with the alpha within, but he was weary. He was ready to surrender. He was ready to give her what she so desperately wanted.
No… no, he couldn’t. Not when she didn’t truly understand what was happening to her. Human females had menstrual cycles where their hormones changed over the course of approximately twenty-eight days, but from what he’d researched, it was far less powerful than a heat.
Apodis was wracked with guilt, but he couldn’t help himself, gently extricating from the bed and retrieving her panties. Hehadbeen folding the clean laundry when he’d come upon them and thinking Gemini would have been longer in theshower… the temptation had been too strong to resist.
He wrapped the panties around his aching cock once again, fantasizing that the soft fabric was Gemini’s gorgeous pussy. He could still smell the fragrant slick leaking from her, coating the inside of her thighs and pooling on the sheets. The sensation of her soft lips circling around his length was seared in his memory, and though his own hand was a poor substitute, he started stroking anyway.
Precum beaded on his tip, a small stain blooming on her panties, but still, he couldn’t stop. She’d already seen what he’d done anyway, and she had seemed more aroused than upset. He pumped himself, trying to go slow, trying not to spill too quickly, though soon enough he was bucking into her panties like it was her pretty little cunt.
He wanted to bury himself deep inside her, his knot actually aching at the thought of splitting that pretty pussy in two while she screamed for him. What a beast he was, but he couldn’t stop fucking Gemini’s panties as he watched her sleep, the perfect little angel splayed out in her nest.
A moan slipped from his lips, and he stopped his stroking, Gemini stirring next to him as if summoned by the lewd sound. She rolled onto her side, exposing her perfect ass to him, and he stifled another groan, resuming his frantic pace.
She was going to wake up and see himmasturbating to her body, but he couldn’t stop. Oh, how he wanted to plunge into her, wanted to lap the slick from her thighs and cunt, wanted to make the room reverberate with the sound of their skin slapping together. He needed to hear her moans, those little whimpers that rumbled her throat so sweetly.
Another gasp escaped him, and this time, she started waking, wiping the sleep from her eyes and glancing over her shoulder at him.
“Apodis?” she murmured, her eyes widening in an instant as she saw what he was doing.
“Gemini…” he groaned, increasing his pace despite his brain begging him to stop.
“I want your cum,” Gemini purred, her voice low and sensual as she gave him a devious smirk. “On my ass. I want to be coated inyou.”
Apodis whimpered, trying to end this, but his body moved of its own accord, his hand pumping, his hips thrusting. Just a few more strokes and he was obeying his omega’s command, spraying her ass with a stream of heated seed.
It felt so good to mark her, streaks of sticky liquid dripping down her curves and branding her as his. It was a connection so deep, so primal, satisfying him in a way that he never could alone, nor when he was with other Oslieth partners.
He needed to fuck her and fill her, knot her, and repeat ad infinitum, needed to cover every inch of her in his seed inside and out.
A delirious giggle bubbled from Gemini’s mouth, and she raked her fingers through the mess he’d made before bringing them to her mouth and rolling her eyes.
“God, Apodis, why do you taste so good?” she asked.
Because we’re meant to be together.
Because we’re mates.
Because you’re mine, and I’m yours.
“I don’t know,” he said, his cock no less needy even after the release.
