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

Chapter 22

Kun

The North Islands

Present day…

I f*****g hated surprises. I’ve never liked them. The life as a warrior of the Maccana army had conditioned me to adapt easy and be flexible to changes, but honestly, I f*****g hated it when someone surprised me. What was the appeal of being surprised? The excitement? The exhilaration of a new challenge? For f**k’s sake, that was f*****g laughable. Only men that had never fought until drawing blood and who conformed themselves with their females riding their c***s and not the other way around could possibly like surprises. Weaklings. Pathetic creatures. Punch a nose in, you little s**t! f**k a woman until she can’t walk and then come and tell me you like surprises.

I hadn’t seen it coming. The surprise had taken me by the balls and pulled me in too fast, fast enough that the whiplash had pushed me out of control. I didn’t do surprises, but f**k me, this was a surprise I’d been pleased to ride. I looked down at the little Omega sleeping at my side. She was completely naked, a leg sensually hooked over my hip and one of her tiny hands resting over my chest. Her brown hair smelled like s*x and my c*m. I liked it. I wanted her to always smell like that too. My eyes focused on that little slit between her legs and my brows lowered when I realized some of my c*m was slowly gushing out of her cunt.

With a growl, I cleaned her thigh, gathering all of my c*m in a finger and then entering her sweet, little cunt and feeding her back to it. Those tight lips sucked me clean and f**k, my already hard c**k jolted in appreciation. I wasn’t thinking straight, but then again, she wasn’t thinking straight either. Didoka was a genius. Her mind was her keenest weapon against me and I was sure she would never doubt trying to defeat me at my own mind games. What would happen to us now that our minds were out of the game? Something told me this was a counterattack she was throwing at me. A tactic to shift the board and rearrange the players. 

I started massaging her scalp while I analyzed her last move. Didoka had known she was going to experience another Heat soon. She had been ready for it. Like a conniving general, she had used her Heat in her favor, winning time and space while controlling me physically. My rut was particularly well tuned to her Heat. I just have to scent her and feel the heat coming in waves from her skin to lose my mind. All this time I thought I was the one manipulating her into doing my bidding, but now I realized she had been the one using me. Frowning, I caressed her beautiful hair and slowly trailed her delicate neck with my fingers. I closed my hand over her delicate neck, feeling her pulse under my thumb.

The thought, far from angering me, only reminded me how fragile she was. What would  she have done if I wasn’t there to tend to her needs? If I hadn’t taken her away, what exactly had she planned on doing? Spending her Heats in isolation? Being in pain all by herself? I knew Didoka. She was too proud to ask any Alpha for help and even if that fact calmed my possessiveness over her, it only alerted me to another big problem. There was something wrong with my Omega. Her Heats were irregular and intense. I’ve never heard of two Heats cycles occurring so close to each other. It usually took months in between each cycle and the Alpha could smell the changes weeks before it happened. Our Instincts prepared us, it helped us take care of our Omegas properly and provide for them.

I didn't have any warning.  It had been a miracle I hadn’t ripped her cunt and hurt her in the middle of my madness. My Alpha Instinct had taken control so fast that I wasn’t able to properly organize my thoughts like during her previous Heat. Right then it was the first time in four days that I processed a full thought without forgetting my priorities in favor of mounting her like a beast. Priorities like feeding my Omega, letting her rest and purring for her like I knew her Omega Instinct demanded from me. I wasn’t sure I'd taken good care of her and that bothered me. An Alpha was only as strong as his Omega was, and against my best wishes, I was coming to the realization I would have to take drastic measures so nothing like this could happen again.

Didoka stirred then, opening those purple eyes that only needed to look at me once to make me lose my head. She smiled when she saw me and, inherently, I knew that was a good sign. Her Omega Instinct was growing familiar with my own Instinct and it was mutual. My Instinct was quite taken with her as well. Which wasn’t the only entity getting familiar with Didoka either. The God inside of me had taken a taste of Didoka at the beginning of her Heat and had grown crazy for her. I was still holding him under control, until I knew it wouldn’t hurt her in any way. 

She smiled so big and trustingly that I had no other option but to smile back, especially when she slowly started scenting me, brushing her little nose over my skin and sniffing. My little Omega was imprinting me in her memory, memorizing my Alpha scent and learning to differentiate her Alpha from others. She moved slowly, like a little cat learning a new territory. My Instinct was roaring in my mind to dominate her in every possible way. Push her on her back and slam our c**k inside her little cunt...bite her neck...lick her slit until she screams and comes in our tongue...hmm... her Omega slick will taste so sweet....I growled back and my Instinct roared in response, angry at not getting what it wanted.

Didoka kept exploring me innocently, completely unaware of how close she was to being rutted against the floor. Whimpering she stopped her nose against my abs and with a trembling hand caressed my hard stomach. She frowned, pushing her head up and looking me in the eyes. There was so much need in her purple irises that I took pity on her and got on my knees, crouching in front of her. Gently, I moved a hand between her thighs and cupped her tiny slit. Didoka gasped, opening her knees wider and looking down. She watched me rub my hand once, twice, before gathering our interlaced juices in my palm and then covering my chest with it. Her nostrils flared and like a moth to a flame she moved forward, following our scent with wide eyes.

She licked my chest slowly, savoring our taste with a tiny smile and then licking the plump curve of her lower lip. My whole body was trembling with the need to lower her down and spear inside of her so hard that she would be screaming, legs opened and cunt stuffed with my c**k. Didoka needed it. I could scent her slick, humid and sweet, drooling down her thighs for me. Her heartbeat was wild, uncontrolled and hard, too intense for her little body. She was a quivering, trembling, needy mess and I wanted to dominate every single inch of her flesh. I knew I needed to control myself to let her grow familiar with me, but f**k, it was hard to do so when she was moaning wantonly for my c**k. I controlled myself, letting her scent me, touching my arms and kissing the sides of my body. The little Omega liked to lick my abs and I smirked, shaking my head at her while Didoka sucked in a breath, watching my body hungrily.

We were both breathing hard then. Her body looked gloriously covered by a thin sheet of sweat. I growled, closing my hand around her neck and snarling at her face when I pushed her against my body. Her pouty lips opened, exhaling a pained grunt. That light pulse under my thumb rushed and her cheeks blushed, so damn beautiful and breakable. When I pushed Didoka down and pinned her with my body, she gasped, opening her eyes and her mouth, watching me as if I was the center of her universe. As if I were her god. I snarled in pleasure at her lustful look, my lips twisting in a deranged smile that she traced with her eyes.

The light of her purple eyes dimmed a little, right while I pointed my c**k at her entrance and her breathing accelerated. Her chest started moving fast, the flesh against her ribs thinning, giving her the look of a small bird about to fly away. I growled louder, entering her in one deep stroke that pushed her hips up and tensed her legs. She blinked once and then yellow eyes were looking at me. I didn’t stop ramming inside her little cunt but I drank in all the details of her face. This was Didoka, not her Omega Instinct. I was rutting her, the real her, and that thought hardened my c**k harder than ever before. f**k, she was beautiful. All of her. I growled deeper, pushing faster inside of her. Her lush mouth opened in a silent scream and her small hands closed around the arm I was using to keep her neck down. Tiny nails scratched me when her cunt started clenching, hips trembling and n*****s tightening until they could cut ice.

With a growl I sucked her lips, swallowing her moans greedily. Our kiss only made her come harder. The walls of her cunt started tightening and closing around my d**k until I was shifting, the God and My Alpha Instinct losing their hold over me. It was only us. f*****g hard, devouring each other's souls while my c**k pistoned harder and harder inside of her. Our kiss turned darker and hungrier. She bit me so hard that I could taste my blood on her lips and, in revenge, I pushed my hips faster, until she was screaming and holding still to receive the pleasure my c**k was giving her.

“Kun! Kun please...please...please Kun!” I didn’t know if she was asking me to make her come harder or to take her out of her misery. I only knew I'd never heard my name on her lips like that before. It did things to my dark mind. It made me always want to hear her scream so beautifully. It made me possessive. It made me want more. I closed my mouth around her neck, holding her open hands under mine and biting her flesh so hard that she screamed louder, in pain, in pleasure, climaxing so hard that it triggered my own release.

Bliss.

I could feel her pleasure and mine, interlacing dangerously close to my chest and exploding there. The release...I’ve never felt anything like it. I could just let go and come hard, knowing that she would take it. That her sweet little p***y would open and swallow my loads, trembling, stretching for my knot and then submitting until I owned her. Completely.

Her flesh felt raw and hot under my breath. When I licked the wound on her neck, Didoka stiffened. Her breathing turned shaky, almost as if she was at the edge of crying. Noticing the change, I looked down at her. Those yellow eyes were glassy, holding tears that were full of fear and terror. I didn’t even need to sniff her scent to know she was scared. It took me just a moment to understand. My chest turned heavier and the lightness from before disappeared, leaving behind the dark anger only my Omega could provoke in me. I knew why she was scared. I'd bitten her and she was now terrified, afraid I’d taken that illusion of freedom she defended so pointlessly. 

“Relax princess,” I growled in her ear, “I haven’t marked you...yet.”

In silence, I covered her body and purred for her. Didoka started crying then. She did her best to hide her face on the curve of my neck so I couldn’t see her, but after a while I started feeling her tears, which were now rolling down my neck. She finally stopped crying after there were no more tears left for her to cry. Quietly, I hugged her and kissed the top of her head.

We were so terribly broken. I could never trust her again and she would always hate me for it, but damn it all. She was mine. Mine. Mine. Mine...and I was never letting her go. No matter what I had to do, I would keep her. Even if it cost me her love. Even if she could only hate me at the end of it all.