The Omega Secret (Book Four of the Omega Game Series)

Chapter 23

Didoka

The North Islands

Present day…

I would never, ever again cry in front of Kun.

It had been a moment of weakness. A single moment of indecision and confusion. I wasn’t even sure why I cried. My body had felt so happy, so full and satiated that I wanted Kun to mark me. My mind had weeped in agony at the idea, but my body? My body didn’t care for all the reasons why being marked by Kun would affect me. It had taken one simple lick of his lips to develop a taste for him. Now my body craved him. I couldn’t even lie to myself anymore. My body had always craved him. If only we didn’t hate each other so much. If only he could trust me. If only I didn’t hate the person I was in his eyes.

What was more important right then was the fact I couldn’t read what his next move would be. He had taken me back to the pools and bathed me. Kun had massaged my body and washed me slowly, taking his time to also wash my hair with those strong hands that knew exactly how much pressure and speed he could use. I sighed contentedly and enjoyed it all. It was impossible not to. My body had grown used to his and now it craved his touch. My mind was another thing. It was sharp and attentive, waiting for his next attack.

It turned out I didn’t need to wait too long.

After dressing me in yet another one of his shirts and cradling me against his chest Kun took us back to the first bedroom where I’d woken up. I realized he had changed the bed frame, opting for a bigger, circular frame that seemed fit enough to house Kun’s gigantic body. He placed me on the bed and just then I noticed the tray fully stocked with my favorite fruits. There was a cup full of water in the middle. I was starving but I watched the food with a frown while I followed his movements.

In silence Kun walked to the wide chair at the side of the bed and sat, his eyebrows rising and then dipping down, watching the food with a clear message for me. Eat. I sighed, taking a red raspberry and soaking it in water. I waited a couple of seconds and sniffed the water. Not poisoned. Gently I pushed the fruit inside of my mouth and tried to measure which was the next piece of fruit safe enough to eat.

“I have a proposition for you,” said Kun then, moving an arm at the side of his chair and closing a powerful hand over a green bottle I haven’t seen before. He used his teeth to pull the cork and damn if that didn’t stir my body in attention. I saw him take a long gulp of the drink and then lower the bottle, licking his lower lip and eyeing me curiously, almost as if he was trying to figure out what my response to his little proposition would be. 

I took a small cherry between my fingers and eyed it closely while he waited for my response.

“If you are going to give me the option to pick what kind of punishment I want for keeping my Heat a secret from you then I don’t want to choose. You would do whatever you want to me, one way or the other. There’s no point choosing with you,” I said with a shrug and leveled him with a look.

Kun nodded, accepting that much without making me admit more. We both knew I was going to be punished. I also knew he was smart and by then he knew I’ve used my Heat to surprise him and hit him back for all the little punishments he had given me before. I’d counterattacked when Kun thought I was completely under his mercy. I turned the tables on him and now we were back to square one. My counterattack had balanced the power in the game. If I had to bet I would give all my gold to the possibility that Kun would use all of his moves to take back what little power I’ve gained with my last tactic.

I squared my shoulders and took a bite of the cherry, eyeing all the other fruits carefully. The fruit tasted like ash in my mouth but I was not going to give him the pleasure of seeing how affected I was by his attention and his nearness.

“There you go again, thinking I’m the only one that has to win something,” he threw the little peace offering at me with a smirk, knowing full well he would never let me win at the little games we played.

I sighed, throwing the rest of the cherry away and crossing my fingers over the bed. It was a nice bed, fully covered in soft furs and his scent. There were pillows scattered here and there that still had the shape of his head imprinted on them. I kind of wanted to kiss them and then slap myself for my lack of judgment. Controlling the impulse of chewing my nails I narrowed my eyes on him. Damn it. I wanted to know what kind of proposition he could offer me that would interest me enough to think about it.

“What is your proposition?” I asked him in what I thought was a steady voice and Kun’s lips twitched. If I didn’t know him better I would have thought he was controlling a smile. 

“I want your truths,” he said then, freezing me in place. Kun didn’t look at me when he took another drink from the bottle, “you could pick whichever truth you want to share.”

“What do I win?” I asked slowly and Kun’s gray eyes zinged back to me with hunger. I gulped, looking down and trying my best to take deep breaths to control the twin spots of color burning in my cheeks.

“I will take you back to your brother,” he said then, making me suck in a breath. Tentatively I started looking up until we were staring at each other. His expression was closed off. I didn’t know if he was lying or not but I was ready to play this new game if that meant I had any chance of returning to Kotani and leaving this furious, temperamental God behind me once and for all. That idea, far from exciting me, only made my shoulders sag in sadness.

Be still my weak heart. I took a deep breath and rolled my shoulders back, getting ready for the negotiations. Kun opened his legs wider, seating himself at the edge of his chair and planting the bottle between his feet. His naked feet. Kun was only dressed in his leather pants and nothing else. I’d never been hungrier than right there, looking at him. Our eyes connected and his hands jerked gently, until he turned them into fists and clenched his jaw. I gently pressed my thighs closer, hating the gentle burn of my s*x waking up for his aggressive scent.

“What are your conditions?” I asked him, my voice sounding stupidly breathy. A nerve in his jaw started ticking before he answered.

“This is what’s going to happen,” he said, his deep voice caressing my ears with his vibration. I nodded, tightening my thighs until I couldn’t get any friction on my burning p***y and embarrassed myself with how much I wanted him, “Each one of us has a chance to share one truth. Whichever we want. Questions have a price. We each have the right to ask three questions for one truth. If one of us asks a question the other one doesn’t want to answer, then you have to drink from the bottle. If you skip three questions you lose the game.”

“And if I don’t,” I challenged him and the smile that he gave me was all teeth.

“If you answer all my questions I will take you straight to Kotani,” I lifted an eyebrow at him. Things were never that easy. At least not for me.

“When?” I asked him and his smile just turned darker.

“When what, princess?”

“When will you take me back to my brother? I want all the details of this deal before I make my decision,” I said and Kun raised his eyebrows at me as if he had been wounded by my lack of trust.

“Don’t you trust my word?”

I smirked, “We both know I’m smarter than that. When are you taking me back to my brother if I win this game? I want a straight answer.”

“Whenever you want,” he answered easily and it hit me then. Kun was expecting me to lose this game easily. He would ask dangerous questions, the kind of painfully, twisted questions that would gut me to answer. I wasn’t sure I would be able to answer all of the questions he threw at me, but I would need to try. My freedom was on the line.

I pushed the tray out of our way and nodded at Kun.

“I’m ready.”