The Omega Fire (Book Three of the Omega Game Series)

Chapter 15

Nira

Somewhere at the Aracious Sea

Present Day

    It never started the same.

    My Heat.

    Sometimes it started with a voracious pain right at the entrance of my core and a profound need to be filled in any way possible. At times it started slowly, like a fever that couldn’t be calmed. The fever increased softly, deceptively slowly, until I was burning in need and wringing in tremors of wanting. This time my Heat woke me up in the middle of the night. I opened my eyes in my small room inside the ship, already panting and sweating. My white undergarments plastered against my skin, its touch uninvited against my wet p***y and my hardened n*****s. I pushed some of my wild locks away from my face and tried to breath slowly through my mouth. At the infiltration of fresh air my body spasmed in a wave of need, my back arching, legs opening and breasts hardening in pain.

    To my dismay the door of my bedchambers opened and Aros walked in. My room was only big enough for a tiny bed and a small wall closet where I’ve put a change of clothes and trinkets I’ve gathered on our way. The space was small and it felt even more reduced when Aros' imposing figure stepped in, closing the door behind him. His blue eyes seemed strangely serene when he rested his back on the door and looked down at me. He was carrying several blankets in his hand and a pitcher of water that he placed unceremoniously on top of my closet. I knew what he was doing. He was preparing to take care of me during my Heat.

    There was a knock at the door and Aros growled in response. A moment later- and only when the steps sounded afar- he opened the door and picked up from the floor a platter full of fruits that he placed at the side of the pitcher. His scent was even stronger and when it hit me...it really hit me. I moaned in need of that scent of his. Strong Alpha. Powerful beast. Ancient, limitless power so close to me that I could breathe it inside of my body. My legs quivered and my hips raised while I watched him watch me.

    Aros’s nostrils flared and a nerve in his jaw twitched but he remained by the door, distant and collected, while he watched me silently. I moaned again, turning in my bed and resting my back against the wall. I opened my legs invitingly, hating what I was doing, mewling in heat, groaning in rage.

    Aros shook his head to the sides and slowly his eyes started to change. Black and blue. Blue and back and then finally blue. His body seemed to expand, preparing itself to go into rut but even then Aros stood by the door, just watching me.

    “Aros…” I mewled in need and then to my horror I started rubbing my hand around my mound, over and over, until my fingers were coated with my slick and then I presented it to Aros. As if he needed any more proof that I was foaming for him. Aros growled low and deep and in response I smiled, waving my fingers so he could smell me all over the room.

    “I will ask you only once Nira,” he growled, his voice not quite his own. It sounded abysmal, ancient, powerful and wild, “ Will you let me take care of you?”

    “Not...fair,” I hissed back at him, getting myself in fours and spreading my thighs for him. I moaned and then yelped, rubbing my face against my pillows and scratching at my sheets, “I...don’t...need...you.”

    “I have all the time in the world Nira,” he said and I hissed at him when I saw him get comfortable in a crouch. This was beyond humiliating. It was beyond maddening. And Gods...his smell. It felt like pure desire and my body was reacting badly to it. I bit my lips trying to stifle a moan but it was pointless. I moaned so loud that I was sure the entire ship would hear me. I blushed at that thought. And then I groaned when I started feeling the undeniable proof of my arousal dripping down my thighs.

    Aros growled at the sight of it and the sound had me shaking, pushing my ass higher and jiggling my buttocks like a damn animal. I was a damn animal in Heat. It was no use to think otherwise. Damn him! I rolled over the bed and got on my feet, pacing around the bed while I watched him. Aros remained unshakable. His predator eyes followed my every move until I was hissing at him and moving dangerously close. I shook my head, trying to shake off some of the confusion and the desire clogging my mind.

    “What…do you want?” I hissed, pacing faster, pulling at my hair and covering him up and down with hungry eyes as if he was a steak and I was starving. Aros growled back, crossing his arms while his blue eyes followed me.

    “A nod,” he growled, the sound animalistic in his throat. 

    I stilled at his answer.

    Of course.

    I cursed under my breath and pulled harder at the roots of my hair.

    “You...are...a manipulative...self-serving...asshole!” I screamed back at him and Aros’s cruel lips titled up in his more barbaric smile yet. A nod. Just a simple nod. He had told me he would claim a nod from me but I hadn’t expected he would use it like this. Not like this. 

    A wave of deep pain made me double in half. I fell to my knees with a whimper and hot tears of shame and humiliation escaped my eyes. I’d been reduced to my lowest self. I knew I only had mere moments before I lost my consciousness to my Heat. Through the tears I looked up to him. Aros' eyes had blackened completely and the room felt horribly hot. If I was losing control then so was he. I licked my dried lips and the motion made him tilt his head to the side, following my tongue with avid curiosity.

    “Give up Valnira,” he growled low and then, to my horror, he extended an arm and softly cradled my cheek with his calloused fingers, “let it happen. There’s no more need to fight what you are.”

    Hot, scorching need descended like a wave on me. I could feel my eyes growing hot and that usually meant my pupils were changing to their green hue as they always did during my Heat. The moment that happened I would be gone. My thoughts would not be my own and I would be just...an Omega... in Heat. But I had a choice in the matter this time. I could nod now and be freed of the pain that would follow a solitary Heat. Or I could scream at Aros to get out and be in pain for an entire week or so. I realized I wanted this right then. I wanted to be free at least just once. I wanted to be cared for by Aros and accept my Instinct once and for all.

    I started pushing furs this way and the other, layering it, preparing a comfortable nest in the haste of my growing pains. I moaned the entire time, growing a little crazy with every passing moment that passed without my Alpha’s attention. When my nest was finally done I looked over my shoulder at Aros, fixing my eyes on his handsome face.

    Slowly I nodded and the moment I conceded my defeat Aros closed his eyes in relief.

    “f*****g finally,” he growled and about that same time I fell in the madness of a full-blown, consuming Heat.

    The Alpha in front of me grabbed me hard by my neck and pushed me back to the bed. I hit the wooden base with my calves and fell on my arse, staring up at the gigantic beast in front of me. The smell of his c**k, hot and musky made me mewl and desperately I tug on his pants, wanting his c**k inside of me in any way I could get it. The Alpha growled in anger and I whimpered, looking up and down the hardened c**k right in front of my face.

    The Alpha unbuckled his pants and his beautiful c**k sprung free. I moaned in elation. It was wide and fat, a massive bulk with a crowned head that was the size of my two fists together. And then the Alpha’s growl deepened.

    “Suck.”

    Oh boy, he didn’t need to say it twice. I wanted to suck, kiss and hug myself for dear life to that c**k. With a moan I opened my mouth and kissed the crown of his hard shaft. It smelled divine. All musk and male wrapped into one big c**k. At my kiss the Alpha howled hoarsely, like a wounded animal and all madness was released. His hand closed over my head and brutally he pulled on my hair, forcing me to take his c**k deep inside my throat, until I couldn’t breath and tears rolled down my cheeks. And still I sucked that glorious c**k, over and over, until it was all that I saw, felt and heard. With a roar the Alpha pushed his c**k hard inside my mouth and one moment after…. perfect, hot c*m started dripping from him. 

    He bathed me in his scent. His hot, sticky foam washed over me and I laughed, spreading it from my lips to my neck and all over my breasts. The strong hand that had been keeping me in place descended then, gently caressing one of my n*****s. It turned still there, right before closing over my shoulder and turning me around. 

    “On your knees,” he growled and I did as I was told, supporting my weight in the palms of my hands against the wall. I mewled when my Alpha ripped my clothes apart, throwing the destroyed garments to the floor when he got me completely naked. 

    To my despair his fingers opened my buttocks and a low, penetrant growl seemed to be torn from my Alpha’s chest at the view of my clenching p***y. I could feel it even if I couldn’t see it, squeezing hard in need to be filled, and stroked, and teased with the force of an Alpha’s c**k. Slowly, almost reverently, my Alpha caressed my entrance with the tip of a finger and I screamed at the contact, pushing my hips higher. 

    “Behave.”

    I whimpered but held myself still, trembling in need while his hard, punishing fingers caressed me over and over in a circular motion that stimulated my lower lips until I was gushing slick over the bed. I saw it...thin threads of my slick dripping between my opened legs. All that slick going to waste...No, no, no...I moaned louder this time and to my utter relief  my Alpha growled in response. He pushed me back to him and lowered my shoulders until they were pressed against the bed and my ass was perfectly lined to his body.

    And then, with a brutality that was as unforgiven as welcomed, he rammed inside of me with the heavy flesh of his c**k. My body registered the pain but the pleasure followed fast and crested into a devastating climax by the time his c**k eased all the way inside my passage. I was coming, screaming and moaning and thrashing underneath him. 

    My Alpha roared, snapping his hips into action and pounding my channel away.