Derrick dips his hand under the elastic band of my pajamas, and I’m so ready to go. I see stars with the first contact. He just nudges my clit, and I’m coming for him.
Whimpering, moaning, and tingling all over.
“Shit,” Jesse curses as he takes my expression of full desire.
From the crease between my brows to the sweat forming in my temple, I’m undone by them. I grip Jesse's knot, creating that impossible pressure I know he’ll love, and he comes all over my hand. Ropes of cum hit him right in his stomach. It makes a mess, but my mouth waters, wishing he had come inside me.
Derrick is not far behind. His fingers dig into my skin, rough denim against the soft material of my pajamas. He moves like he’s fucking me, a proprietary hand over my pussy, as if he’s the new owner.
He might as well be.
He comes with my name on his tongue, it drags out as he can taste me, his teeth graze my earlobe, and I shiver all over. I’m boneless after all, and ever so thankful for the nest.
“Fuck, I’ve never come so hard,” Derrick grunts. “And in my pants like a fucking teenager.”
I giggle and look over my shoulder, and sure enough, the front of his pants is completely ruined. I smile unashamed, something that never happens, but this moment is so perfect I don’t want to ruin it by bringing up the voices in my head. I tell them to shut up for the time being. I want to be present.
“You’re so perfect,” Jesse says, grabbing my chin and turning my attention back to him. “Your hand feels so good around me.”
His knot is still looking big even after coming. I imagine all that inside me, and all of a sudden, I feel extremely empty and in need ofsomething else. I know I start perfuming again when they both groan and lie back on the pillow, Jesse’s cock starting to stir again.
“I’m sorry, I feel so… tight all the time.”
“No need to say sorry.” Derrick kisses my shoulder. “As you get stronger, more Omega traits will show. That means… more perfuming.”
He jumps out of the nest, looking down at the mess he made, and I have to bite down on my lip not to laugh. Jesse starts moving too, tucking himself in and brushing his curls out of his face.
“I didn’t feel like this before. Like ever.”
Derrick winces. “I don’t think it’s just the pregnancy, darlin’. I think you’ve been neglected and suppressed your whole life. The diet Mom put together, the vitamins, and everything we are doing is not only because you’re postpartum.”
“I wasn’t neglected,” I tell them because I don’t want them to think I’ve been starving all these years. “I had servants in the house. I was given food and education. I’m not—”
“Neglecting an Omega can happen in different ways.” Jesse shakes his head. “What you’ve been through is emotional abuse. It doesn’t matter that he fed you when he fed you lies, too. Anyone would need time to recover after that, but it hits an Omega especially hard. You need to be nurtured so you can nurture others. You need love and attention because you pour yourself into the people you love. Omegas are the backbone of our society. We should take care of them not just because they need to be spoiled, but because we depend on them.”
Derrick nods and places a hand over my cheek. “It’ll take time to undo the damage he did, but I’m a patient man. I’m going to see you through it.”
They kiss me on the cheek. It is so tender I blush, but they both leave to start dressing for the day. Derrick can’t be comfortable witha wet patch on his crotch. I’m taking a shower and humming happily when it finally comes to me that what they mean by all that speech is that I’m never seeing Grandpa again.
twenty-seven
Major
My shoulders finally relax when the moaning ends, and they all seem to return to their own bedrooms. It wasn’t appropriate for them to have a nap in her nest, and it definitely is not alright to do what they just did.
Whatever it is.
My brain creates all sorts of scenarios. Each time I close my eyes, something different flashes behind my eyelids. Apparently, I’m a creative motherfucker.
When the moaning started, I made sure to close the door of my office. I didn’t sneak around to watch, and fuck, it was hard to hold myself together. My cock is painfully hard, pulsing against the zipper, while everyone in this goddamn ranch is relaxed after coming one after the other.
My neck cracks, and my attention returns to the computer. I refuse to succumb to my needs and fuck my hand in her name. Eyes watering from how hard I stare, I blink a few times, trying to get my brain towork and read the email I have from the Alpha-Omega International Alliance.
I contacted them as soon as we returned to the ranch, but I didn’t think they would reply. Many of us lost our faith in the Alliance many years ago when we were left to our own devices.
Major,
Thank you for your email. The Alliance was initially contacted in 2024, when the first case of a lost Omega occurred in Europe. Since then, we have successfully tracked many Omegas and reunited them with their townships, and some have even mated with packs across the globe.
