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

Chapter 16

Didoka

The North Islands

Present day…

Kun didn’t return to the library for the entire night.

At times I felt as if he was watching me, his gray eyes imprinting me with the possessive madness of his attention. I was so sure of it that I started growing scared I was turning crazy. Every time I looked around and searched for him I only saw books. I never heard him coming back and his scent covered me, making it impossible to know if he was inside the library or if my Instinct was just plainly confused by his scent. I was secretly grateful for the distance and the space. What he had done had left me disoriented. His punishment- how he liked to call what he had done to me- had been a lesson. One that made me learn a lot more about myself than about him.

I liked it. I liked being owned so thoroughly, accepting his control over me and letting it all go. For a moment there I wasn’t a princess, nor a scholar, nor Didoka. I was just his. It had been terrible, yes, but it had also been beautiful in its own twisted way. He had taken his pleasure from me. It had been a clean transaction that left me free in that strange, contrived state of nothingness. If I wasn’t supposed to give anything back I could just be and enjoy myself. I wasn’t sure for how long I would be fine just giving and not taking back from him, but for now, just right now, it hasn't bothered me.

Through the night I didn’t stop working. I couldn’t stop, not even if I forced myself to try and take a break I wasn’t able to stop my research. Kun hadn’t specifically told me on which floor was the information referring to the Neutralizer but I’d been able to find it myself. I knew libraries like the palm of my hands. They had a way to talk to me. I wasn’t sure if that made me crazy or if it spoke volumes about my isolated childhood. I only knew I navigated a couple of floors and looked for clues. Topics related to specific regions, then authors that mentioned only artifacts in their studies. Studies about the old Gods. Stories about the old Gods and... boom...books related to the Neutralizer.

For a good portion of the night I worked on moving books from the fourth floor to the desk on the first floor and then proceeded to organize them by categories. The books resting over the carpet were related to sporadic mentions about the Neutralizer. The books over the desk were dedicated to all the different aspects of the Neutralizer. Specifically its creation and purpose, which had been a mystery to me. I’d always thought it strange for the Gods to create an artifact that could transform their true form into something else. The Old Gods had been extremely vain and careful about their true forms. They rarely met humans, which they considered way below them and if they did they used different vessels but never their true ones. 

Something had pushed them into making the Neutralizer. Something big and dangerous, judging by the list of powerful gods that had joined forces to bring the Neutralizer into life. I rushed to open a new scroll and started writing everything down, translating word by word and then stopping when I found a strange symbol I didn’t recognize. It looked like a cross, turned down, with two circles forming around the horizontal lines. I put the quill dripping ink at the side and rounded the desk with my hands, drumming my fingers over the table impatiently.

The symbol could mean the word element but not quite so. The symbols for the word element also looked like a cross but without the circles. And the word element didn’t match the context at all. It could mean overabundance which could also be translated into excess, but again that simply didn’t match the storyline that was being narrated. What could this symbol possibly mean?

“Are you stuck?” asked Kun somewhere at my back and I nodded, still lost in my thoughts. Overabundance...what exactly they had been creating? What was the Neutralizer and why was I afraid I was not going to like the answer to that question? The Neutralizer had also been described as a weapon. A coveted weapon. But a weapon against what? What had pushed the Gods into creating the Neutralizer? What did that word mean? Overabundance... 

 Just then a powerful hand rounded my waist and turned me around fast. I gasped in shock when Kun pushed all my research back and sat me on top of the desk, opening my legs and stepping between us. His jaw was clenched and his expression was angry when he took my hands between his own and inspected my fingers. They were embarrassingly dirty, covered in ink and dust. My skin was cold against his heated body and to my mortification my stomach decided to growl hungrily right then.

“You are coming with me,” he growled, taking me easily by my waist and pushing me over his shoulder. I moved fast and grabbed the scroll I’d been working on. I could still study all my notes and try to find...Kun stopped, lifting an eyebrow at me, “Put the scroll down, now.”

“Then let me take one book,” I reasoned fast, pleading with him with all my might, “just one book Kun. I can read really fast and...Hey! That’s my scroll!”

Kun growled at me, effectively silencing me while he snatched the scroll from my hands and threw it over his shoulder. I swear a tear rolled down my cheek in pain. I’d been working on that scroll all night long and look at how Kun treated it. And who was I kidding? I didn’t need the scroll anymore. I would obsess over that symbol over and over until I could finally understand it. Ignoring the fact I was being manhandled and taken away from the library I rested an elbow over Kun’s shoulder and then placed my face over my hand. The ice walls were now moving behind Kun’s back, making it impossible for me to find my way back to the library on my own. 

His heavy hand closed over my ass, making my mind return to the cruel reality of my life. I was being manhandled. Kun was taking me away. I needed to worry about my own wellbeing for a minute here before going back to obsessing over the old symbol. The hand that was touching the globes of my asscheeks started tracing a pattern on the underside, following the curve of my ass. I cleared my throat but Kun didn’t pay me any attention, he seemed fascinated by the curve of my ass, which I really hadn’t paid much attention to until now.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked him, hating the little tremors of my voice. He didn’t answer either. Well, I guess we were back to his broody silences. Before I could start imagining what Kun had planned for me I saw him move a hand by the corner of my eyes. Two walls moved and the large pools from yesterday appeared before my eyes. I only had enough time to see that Kun was taking me to one of the small ponds, a shallow body of water that looked only big enough for him.

In silence he stopped, raising a hand and then flicking a finger to the side. The water inside the pond seemed to rise and two streams of clear water curled around the bottles of oil and brought it near us. Kun pushed me down then. He made quick work of taking my clothes off and then hugged me, making his way into the pond. In silence he sat, opening his legs and seating me between them. I did as I was guided, taking a seat and staying awkwardly tense, my back pulled taut like a bowstring. 

The water was perfectly hot. It only took a couple of seconds to start losing up the knots at my back and made my cold body lose some of its tension. I sighed and that seemed to be the sign Kun had been waiting for. A large, tanned hand closed over one of my thighs and gently he pushed back, back, until I was plastered against his body. I could feel his c**k, hard and pulsing at my back. The hand that had been touching my thigh moved up, tracing the outline of my body until it reached the side of my breast. The touch was scorching hot, throwing my heart into a maddening tempo. 

Kun spoke in my ear then, his voice was a caress that gave me goosebumps, “Turn around, princess.”

Slowly I moved, looking for his eyes when I finally faced him. Kun had already been staring down at me. He ground his jaw while watching me and then his lips parted in a half-smile, “Come closer.”

“I’m already as close as I can be,” I fought back and his eyebrows lifted, appearing amused by my words.

“I thought I was being clear, my mistake,” he pounced on me fast, his arms lifting me so quickly that I only had time to process that I was being plastered against his torso. My hands were open over his strong chest and I was straddling him. Water might have covered our bodies from our chest down, but I could feel all of him. And there were a lot of him. Powerful muscles against my soft curves, muscular thighs rounding me, thick arms resting deceitfully calm around the pool corners. Kun moved then, moving his huge hand and curling it gently over the side of my face. 

His thumb caressed my lips softly and the traitors opened for him, a sigh escaping from them the moment his gray eyes zeroed on my mouth. That half-smile from before returned to his own lips and the sight was quite unbalancing. Why did he have to be so handsome? Why couldn’t he be hideous or at least less powerful? Less Kun, less mine. 

And then he said the last words I expected to hear, “Kiss me.”

I shook my head, feeling the heat burning my cheeks, “I don’t know how to…”

“You do,” he cut me, pushing his back away from the wall of the pond. Kun closed a hand at the back of my neck and another one at the hollow of my back. The air he was breathing was the same one I was exhaling. It was one of the most private moments I’d ever shared consciously with another person. The heat of his body was scorching hot, making me feel sticky and feverish in the most glorious way. He placed me in position, angling my head to the side. I licked my lips and his eyes blackened, “Kiss me, it’s an order.”

I nodded, already too lost in his Alpha scent and the vibration of the growl in his throat. I moved fast, reaching with my hands for the back of his neck and pushing his face to me. My lips closed over his and hungrily I kissed them, drunkenly swallowing his bestial growl inside of my mouth. I bit his lower lip and then sucked on it, hard, harder until the skin felt hot and tight against my tongue. I didn’t come out for air. I couldn’t. At the back of my mind were alarms going off. I’d never kissed any other man before Kun but I knew exactly what he wanted. I knew he liked it when I licked his fangs. I knew he turned a little crazy whenever I nibbled on his lower lip and that he hated it if I pushed away first. I was never one to break our kisses. 

His entire body was vibrating in need. I could feel his c**k pulsing out of control between our bodies. His scent was now heavy and muskier, completely aroused and maybe a little out of control. When Kun pushed his head back, making my lower lip pop between his fangs I knew I had provoked him beyond return. His black eyes had fallen to half mast and there was something about his face, it was coming in and out of focus. Why was doing that…?

“You have pleased me Omega,” he growled and his voice, his voice wasn’t quite his own. Oh...Oh...Was I now dealing with the God instead of the Alpha? He didn’t give me any time to process this new knowledge. Kun opened a hand with his palm down and pushed it slowly to the water. The water moved fast, going down and down until it was shallow, a thin bed of water.

Then Kun lay me down in front of him and pushed my legs open. His huge, brutally muscular shoulders didn’t fit between my legs but he raised my hips until they were at his mouth level. Black eyes fixed on me and he smiled then, a pleased smile, a happy smile.

“I will reward you now,” I felt my forehead crease in confusion a moment before he opened his mouth a kissed the sensible nub of nerves crowning my s*x. A moan exploded from the back of my throat and my back arched in shock. And then another moan escaped my lips. And another one. I had never heard myself sounding so debased, so wanton. I couldn’t care at all. The sensations were...everything. The slow burn of his tongue lapping at my nub, the gentle and then fast sucking of his mouth, covering my s*x with humid heat and then licking me from my dark entrance to my slit. It was pure debauchery. It was dirty and when Kun started growling angrily at my very entrance I came apart. The orgasm shook me. It ripped me apart and then put me back together. 

The ripples of the aftershock sent me into a confusing state in which I couldn’t understand where I was or who I was anymore. Silently Kun picked me in his arms and gently, as if I was a child, he cradled me in his arms, letting the water rise again and cover me with its heat. Against any logic I fell asleep in the arms of my enemy and to make it all worse I smiled when he started purring for me, making me feel the safest I’d ever been.