Page 9 of Generation Omega: Claimed
Help me, Kaz. I want to get this right.
Kaz’s smile is sinful. “I thought you’d never ask.”
But instead of giving me pointers, hedosesme—that’s the only way to describe it. He opens himself up and delivers an undiluted dose of alpha drive. I’m still me, but I’m also part alpha, with an alpha’s urge to fuck, to dominate, to fight everyone and everything between me and what belongs to me. I suddenly understand the truth my mind and experience were too limited to comprehend. Tillie is still inside her body, just like I am, only she’s free from all judgment and blame, free to let her passions rule her. And now, so am I.
I place my hands on my hips, feeling feral and powerful. “Sit up, omega. Spread those legs. Show me what a good girl you are.” Her whimpers reach a higher pitch as she obeys, still on her knees, her legs spread wide, her glistening slick dripping onto the blanket below her. An actual purr rumbles in my chest, notsounding fully like an alpha, but more than a beta could ever manage alone.
“Do you ache for me, omega? Do you ache to taste your alpha from my body?”
Tillie’s eyes are fully dilated and she’s quivering with desire as her mouth opens, her tongue seeking to taste Kaz in the air. But that’s not enough, and she snarls at me like a tiny cub.
“I want to taste you first, omega. I’ll decide whether you’re worthy of tastingmyalpha.”
She whines and, once again, offers her hand. I shake my head like she’s been naughty and then raise my eyebrows. Her forehead knots in confusion, the omega almost beyond any ability to form thoughts. I allow my gaze to fix on her shiny sex. When Tillie finally understands, she reaches down and gathers fresh slick right from the source. Her hand trembles as she reaches toward me.
I lean down and lick her fingertips before sucking hard on her fingers. The burst of flavor sends another wave of desire through me that lands inside Kaz, who groans again. The alphas at the door are growing restless, and I feel Kaz’s nudge to speed up the game for now.
I step close enough that Tillie could reach out, but I’m gratified when she doesn’t. “Lick me clean, omega, but don’t touch me with anything other than your tongue. Or I’ll have to punish you.”
Her eyes widen as she lunges toward me. First, she scents her new alpha on me and inhales deeply, before tentatively licking my hip. She sighs deeply and utters a strange little chirping sound of pleasure, before seeking the next spot. It’s clear her senses are so attuned that she knows everywhere Kaz spread his offering. As she works to capture it all, her body arches, her butt wagging at Mr. Kilt and Gideon, even the alphas still in the hall. She’s teasing them, trying to lure them to take her.
Watching her beautiful body move, my cock manages to harden even more. Breaking the rules, she rubs her smooth cheek along my length, her eyes closing, her sigh deep. Then her tongue teases along the head of my cock before she takes it in her mouth, sucking fiercely. With her hand and her mouth, she works me until I can’t breathe, can’t stand. Kaz is behind me, his arms around my chest, holding me.
Tillie’s gaze meets Kaz’s as she swallows and clamps her lips tightly around my cock, forcing a hearty groan from my mouth.
“You’re such a good girl,” Kaz murmurs. “Now, take him all the way. Then he’s going to fuck your hot cunt, and you’re going to slather him with your slick. Can you do that for him… forme?”
Tillie hums her answer, the reverberations sending me into the stratosphere as her clever mouth unravels me completely. The world is nothing but bright light and wonder as she swallows my climax. Kaz’s grip tightens, and the compression of his presence around me drives me even higher. When Tillie releases me, she doesn’t leave, cleaning every inch of my cock before grinning and resting back on the bedding, her legs open, her back arched.
When I catch my breath, I admit, “I can’t go again yet.”
Kaz chuckles in my ear. “Oh, yes, you can.” Again, a dose of pure alpha fills me, and my cock rises like I didn’t just have the orgasm of my freaking life.
“You have an omega to tend, Ethan, and you’ll go all day and all night if needed.”
“Yes,” I moan. “But first, there’s another necessary part of this introduction.”
I feel him probing my thoughts, but I force the blankness that annoys him. When he lets me stand on my own, I move toward Tillie, kneeling between her trembling legs, and then dip my head and lick her delicious orange and vanilla spice directly from her.
With her perfumed slick coating my lips and tongue, I turn toward Kaz. Kiss me, Kaz. Meet your omega directly from my lips.
That primal desire flares and he’s beside me a moment later, rueful as though he lost control for a second. Then he grabs me, and our mouths collide. His tongue roughly delves inside me, seizing her essence and my soul in a kiss so true it sends all my doubts sailing away, possibly forever.
His raw groan owns the nest, but more than that, it unlocks something between us. I see flickers from inside him, a wavering darkness that falters in pieces, finally revealing one fractured image. A filthy boy wearing tattered clothes in a gladiator-like arena, bloodied and bruised, standing over the body of another boy. Before I can make sense of it, the wall returns and Kaz jerks away, glaring at me.
“Don’t do that,” he growls, furious and dangerous.
“Yes, alpha,” I answer, because that’s all I can do when my alpha barks at me.
Kaz moves away, the distance between us an open wound, but then Tillie’s hands soothe over my chest and she nuzzles against my neck. The alphas outside respond predictably to Kaz’s rage—we don’t have long before they overtake the nest and Tillie.
“Now, Ethan… take her now.” Kaz doesn’t give me time to obey, sending another surge of insatiable need, along with a shove toward her.
I’m over her a moment later, my cock more than ready to seat itself inside her. I drive into her harder and deeper than seems safe, but she’s ready, mewling and writhing in time with my thrusts. I can’t stop pounding into her, and she can’t stop squeezing my cock as her slick drips between us.
A heightened ecstasy hits me as Kaz’s approval reaches me, but it’s not just approval, it’s ownership. Goosebumps return asI feel his gaze on me, the urges he’s fighting as he remains a spectator instead of a participant.
I can’t stop myself from imagining what it would be like to have him ramming into me while I thrust inside Tillie. Could that happen? Is that what he’s thinking as he watches me fuck my girl? I allow myself to consider it, the feel of his hands roughly spreading my ass, his fingers wet with his desire breaching the opening to all my dark desires, the thick head of his cock pressuring my submission to his brutal claiming.
