Page 5 of A Farmer’s Guide To Gamers

“Fuck, I can’t hold back,” he gasped.

“Then don’t,” I demanded. “Give me your knot.”

As if he was following another command, he came, his knot swelling, locking us together, and his cock pulsing deep in my core. For a brief moment, I was almost sad that he was wearing a condom.

What the fuck?

I’ve never had that thought. Get it together, omega.

My legs were like jelly as he took a hold of me and cuddled into my back as we stayed together.

“Was I okay?” he asked, the growl in his voice a direct contrast to the self-conscious question.

A throaty laugh escaped me before I could hold it back.

“I think if you got any better you might have done me in, alpha,” I told him patting my hand on his clumsily.

A husky laugh turned into a deep alpha purr I could feel in my chest as he snuggled his face into my neck.

Sleep overtook me quickly as I laid content in the alpha’s arms, the last thing I recalled was his hands running along my legs, my sides, my stomach in a worshiping way as if he couldn’t get enough of touching me.

It was fucking perfection.

Jack

Areally loud rooster crow echoed out as the sun peeked through the open window. I swear it sounded like he was right next to us and I woke up with a loud gasp.

Tillie stirred and let out a groan. “Dammit, Leonard!” Then she looked down at me with an adorable, apologetic grin. “Sorry, my rooster is a bit of an asshole.”

“I’m just not used to the natural alarm clock you have,” I joked, letting out a laugh that was far too loud for the quiet of the morning, making us both wince.

I was killing it. Clearly.

Reaching over to the side table, I snagged my glasses and slid them on my face so the omega came into full focus.

She started to move forward, as if to kiss me, and the horror that I had morning breath had me startling, nearly dropping her onto the floor. I caught her in time, shifting us so she rolled the opposite way before I slipped out of bed.

“I’m so sorry, morning breath!” She blinked up at me, more disheveled now and absolutely awake. She let out a soft laugh, part exasperation and thankfully, amusement.

“There’s an extra toothbrush in the hall bathroom. First door on the left,” she said, pointing at the bedroom door. “I’ll brush and change while you’re in there. I have to feed the animals before breakfast. You’re welcome to stay. If you want to.”

“Uh, sure,” I said, my brain still stuck on the ‘animals’ comment. Just how many did she have?

Outside of Leonard, the loud rooster.

Unsure what to say, I quickly slipped out, hand still over my mouth as if it might save her from my breath.

I found the toothbrush in the top drawer and quickly took care of the problem. Then I took a second, staring at my reflection in the mirror.

My face was full of color, eyes wide with disbelief.

Did last night really happen?

I lost my virginity to a hot as hell omega. A goddess with soft curves and who wasn’t afraid to tell me what she needed.

She smelled warm and inviting, the amber, vanilla, and soft rose as delicate and sweet as she was.

I was in trouble.