Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
I grab my paper and head to my bed. The comfort of this bed still amazes me. I stare at my paper contemplating making a list. Reasons to stay vs reasons to go. I don’t know why, but when I was little, I was big on making a list. Sometimes it helped having my scattered thoughts on paper in front of me. Reasons to stay: “Thane keeps me safe.” and “Cake” I scribble down. Reasons to go: “Not being here will protect this pack. If this pack finds out who I really am, or if my captors in the trafficking ring besides the warden find out where I am, this whole pack could be in danger.” I stare at the notepad for a few minutes and throw it down on the side table. I pick up my new phone and start pushing buttons. I read and re??ead my messages from Thane, He only just left, but I feel a sense of longing for some reason. Aramana, if you can hear me, you should come out. I think you would really like Thane. He seems to be a caring alpha and is treating us well. I think he really wants to help us, and you would be drooling over how good he looks. I didn’t lie about Cyrus and Eric being beautiful men, of course I left Thane off of the list, how could I tell the alpha of the pack that I find him attractive. Attractive not even a thorough of enough word to describe his looks. He gives me butterflies just looking at him and smelling him causes me to heat up instantly. The comment about his beard? Yeah, he would drop dead gorgeous with or without, but I am curious to see what he does about it tomorrow.
I start to feel a slight throb between my legs and realize that I am once again turned on. To go from not ever getting aroused, to aroused multiple times a day is a lot to deal with. I feel frustrated and uncomfortable. I decide what I need is another bath. I don’t think after what I have been through, that I could take too many baths in one day. I turn the tub on and start pushing buttons, causing the jacuzzi jets to come on. After a while, I undress and gently slide myself in. A low, quiet moan escapes me, and I startle myself, causing some water to splash over the side of the tub. I haven’t heard a noise come from me in so long, I almost didn’t recognize that it was me. I close my eyes, relaxing and resting when my mind drifts to Thane again. It doesn’t take much, and I find myself aroused again. His dimples, dark hair, and muscles are drool worthy. That kiss, although I am sure it was innocent, getting me heated up again as I replay it and the feel of his muscles in my mind. My face buried in his chest, deeply breathing in his forest and pine scent. Again, I find myself frustrated, rubbing my thighs together needing some friction and finding none. I slide my hand down my stomach, slowly circling and rubbing my clit under the massive amount of bubbles I put in here. I inhale deep, seeing Thane in my mind moving his kiss from the top of my head, slowly down my ear and neck. Licking and sucking over my mate gland. I start to rub my clit faster, rocking my pelvis forward.
He slides his hands from my back and moves them around to my front, sliding them up my stomach and over my breast. The mental image of Thane squeezing my breast and rubbing my nipples over my shirt causes me to moan again, more loudly this time, I bite my lower lip and start to rock faster, slapping one finger into myself and I start pumping. He picks me up and sits me on the counter and starts kissing me passionately. I groan and circle faster, but it isn’t enough. I quickly open my eyes, looking around and I get an idea. I slide down in the tub and position myself over a jet. As I am thinking about Thane kissing me, squeezing my breast and sliding his hand down the front of my pants, the jet is pulsating quickly and intensely over my clit. I rock faster and faster, getting closer, giving me what I really want, what I really need. I need release and I need it to be on my own terms, mine to control. The ache is Towing and at this point, I am wildly chasing my orgasm. Thane slides one finger into me, pumping quickly, then he adds another, his thumb circles over my clit and my moaning becomes louder although still quiet, and more frequent. My breaths are panting, and I am so close. With one flick of his thumb, he grabs me on the back of my neck and brings me forward, bites me over my mating gland and I immediately orgasm over the jet I am shamelessly grinding against.
still breathing heavy, I crash back to reality and lean back in the tub. My imagination was running wild throwing in the mating claim, but I feel sated and quickly realize this tub is my new best friend. I wipe the sweat off of my face from the steam and lay back thinking about the last few days. I suddenly feel a slow, faint ripple against my mental barrier. A little nudge that I haven’t felt in ten years. Aramana are you there? Is that you? Am I feeling you? Truly?
Thane,
I walk down the hall and to my own rooms. What a shit show of a night. Della really needs to understand her place. I thought we had an understanding of the meaning of our friendship with benefits and that feelings were checked at the door. In fact, she brought up the no strings attached idea to me. Now, it is apparent that she needs a reminder, unless I am completely reading the situation wrong. This is a pack wide mind??ink, I want no shifters at all going up to my floor without clearance from me and I specifically order no shifter at all go to the guest rooms unless I specifically ask. Any guest may use the rooms available with proper clearance first, but nobody is to go to the rooms adjoining mine without permission. That is all. I close the mind link and start undressing in my bedroom. I know I have work to do, but I am exhausted. “What’s with the royal decree your highness?” Cyrus quickly mindlinks. “Della came to Ayla’s room when we were having supper together tonight.” “Oh man, I’m sorry. New girl meeting old girl never goes well. Della is probably crying, tearing up her apartment and plotting the demise of your little wolf as we speak.” “Again, Della isn’t crazy Cyrus. She just needed reminded that I am her alpha and I specifically told her to stay away from Ayla. I plan on talking to her more about it tomorrow.” “Oh shit, you told her to stay away, and she went anyway? That girl is CRAZY to defy your order, and you should keep your dick away from her unless you want her to break that shit off, I bet she’s super pissed. Tell her to find some other shifter to dickmatize her. We all know there’s hundreds that can lay it down better than you Anway.” “Listen here, you shit. She is not dickmatized and even if she was, I am the alpha here so CLEARLY my dick trumps all the other dicks in this pack and any others she finds would be a letdown. Nevertheless, I don’t plan on putting it anywhere near her.” “Right, because that will go over so well. That girls nose is so far up your ass I’m surprised we don’t see it when you yawn. Now if you excuse me, I have a threesome to attend.” and with that I just shake my head and close the link. Of course he has a threesome to attend. He probably sent out the invites.
Walking over to my closet. I tilt my head slightly to the right, hearing the faintest, quiet moan. Confused I walk over to the wall adjoining our rooms and place my ear close. Listening for a while, I am about to turn away when I hear another one. Is my little wolf moaning? If she is, then that answers my question on selective vs nonselective mutism and judging by the sound of that last moan and the water I am hearing, I conclude that she is in fact selectively mute. What could have little wolf moaning. I inhale and I can faintly smell her lavender sent, soap and at last her arousal. So, my little wolf became aroused after our hug. Not my little wolf and clearly the kiss I stupidly placed on top of her head instead of the hug. Why I did it? I am not sure, as the alpha I need to be careful I don’t cross any boundaries. Ayla is still recovering, and traumatized. I have to be careful to respect her and I don’t want to do anything to lead her on or take advantage of her trauma in anyway. Even by accident.
but
Another moan, louder this time has my full attention. It’s obvious what my little wolf is doing. In fact, I find myself proud of her, claiming her body herself and giving herself what she needs, but my dick standing at full attention clearly wishes it was us touching her and giving her what she needs. She has Ronan’s full attention. He’s panting and pushing against my mental barrier. Images of Ayla in my arms, moaning being thrown at me from him. I slide my hands down my boxers and grab my shaft tight. Slowly I start sliding my hands up and down, rubbing the precum over the head of my penis and back down my shaft. Each moan of hers has me stroking faster. I imagine Ayla in bed and at my mercy. Naked, I am rubbing my large hands over her milky white skin, squeezing her breast and tugging on her nipples. She arches her back off of the bed with each tug, a low throaty moan spurring me on. I jerk faster and harder, panting, holding in my own moans and foul words. I don’t need Ayla hearing me and classifying me as a pervert alpha, but this urge to rut, and claim has me unable to stop stroking myself.
I hear water splashing around and the moans stop. The sound of the jets changes and I realize that little wolf has discovered a woman’s best kept secret. I wonder what she looks like, passionately grinding herself into the jets of the tub. Her face flushed red over her white skin, her mouth in a constant O face as her hips gyrate back and forth. Her clit swollen and sensitive, begging for my teeth and tongue to claim it and make it feel good. I wonder what she would taste like. Would she moan for me despite being mute or would she remain silently as I give her the best pleasure she has ever had. The only pleasure. The thought of no shifter giving her any pleasure but me has me almost cumming in my hand, but I hold off. My little wolf is still moaning, and I want to climax together, even if she doesn’t know it. I start thrusting into my hand again. Harder and quicker. I rub my thumb over the head of my dick and tug before jerking my hand back down and then twisting my fist at the base, squeezing my knot before jerking back up again. As an omega, she was made to take large knots and have more intense, more often heats than other shifters.
One last moan from her and I squirt hot cum all over my hand and part of the wall. Yeah, I am going to need to clean that up before the maid finds it. Sure, she sees crazy things cleaning rooms, but I don’t need her telling the whole pack what she sees in mine. I listen carefully, and it sounds like Ayla finished herself as well. That’s a good girl little wolf. I am so proud of you cumming for me. At least, that’s what I want to tell her without being a total creep. I feel embarrassed that I jerked off while she pleasured herself, but if she’s thinking about me while doing it, surely, it’s alright. Right? I find myself thinking too much like Cyrus sometimes. She better not be thinking about him while she pleasures herself. The thought bringing me instant feelings of jealousy. A new feeling I don’t normally deal with. I will have to circle back to that later.
I go to my bathroom and jump in the shower, deciding that since I am still hard and that I am sure little wolf is still naked next door, that I will jerk off one more time.Della
That stupid bitch.
Ayla
I woke up feeling like death and confused before realizing I had crawled under my bed at some point in the night. I don’t know how long it will take my brain to realize that I am safe out in the open, on top of my bed, but here we are. My wolf never responded, but I know I felt her. Beep. Beep, Beep. It takes me a minute, but I get up and scramble to my phone knowing there could only be one person messaging me and the thought has me eager to see what Thane wants.
Thane: Good morning little wolf. I hope you had a good nights rest. I will be by in an hour to take you out. Don’t worry, you won’t need to get out of the car if you do not want to.