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

Chapter 10

Nira

The Naccarash Road

Present Day

    If you want to know, go to his tent tonight and ask him.

    I blinked, staring at the roof of the tent I shared with Didoka while I heard the little sounds of the night outside our pavilion. The fire that Aros had started with just a flick of his fingers hours ago was still burning. The low cracking sound of the wood seemed to be screaming loud in my ears for me to go out and do...something. 

    I scowled at the roof.

    Could Teran be lying to me? But why would the dragon lie to me? There was nothing for him to win and I hadn’t felt any deceiveness from his end. The real question was, why would Aros take my scarf? It was just a simple scarf. A tiny piece of cloth. Nothing more and nothing less. But then again, if Teran was correct and Aros had indeed taken my scarf then chances were that Teran hadn’t been lying when he insinuated that Aros was my fated Alpha.

    I blinked once, feeling my heart skip a beat.

    Could Aros be my Alpha? I squeezed my eyes shut and got on my feet, giving up any pretenses of trying to fall asleep when I couldn’t quiet my mind. I walked out of our tent and looked around the camp. Noctis and Katala had long ago gone into their tent, which Noctis had built far away and had positioned so many shadows around it that it was impossible to even see the white linen of their roof. Sitting around the fire were Kun and Didoka.

    I narrowed my eyes and walked to them, watching the two interacting with each other. In silence I sat by Didoka’s side and studied the boy at the light of the fire. His hair was now longer and it showed the richness and heaviness of a woman’s hair. It might have been my imagination, but at times Didoka looked too pretty for being a boy. Like right then! He smiled at some joke that Kun said and his entire face brightened showing a strange symmetry that was too perfect and feminine to be nothing else but...well, feminine. Kun tensed when Didoka lowered his long eyelashes, a shyness in the gesture that was reserved to girlish behavior. 

    Kun cleared his throat and then bumped his fist against Didoka’s shoulder, the force of it was probably nothing compared to Kun’s real strength but the impact pushed the air out of Didoka’s lungs and irritated by being caught off guard he scowled back at Kun.

    “What was that for?” asked Didoka, massaging his pained shoulder.

    Kun rolled his grey eyes at the boy.

    “That was nothing. You are still thin and small but I promise you, a couple more months of eating like we do and you will grow strong like a true Beta,” I smirked at that. Didoka ate even less than I did and I was a world-known picky eater. Kun’s intense grey eyes focused on me and he frowned, “you can’t sleep?”

    I shook my head no.

    I looked around the camp, from the clear night sky to the forest surrounding us and the fresh evergreen grass that had started to grow in time for the start of the spring. It was still cold, but not as insufferable cold as it had been a month ago. In two days we would reach Naccara and a mix of conflicted emotions were also raging inside of me. Naccara was the city where I was born. It was my city. The barracks where the criminals meet to gamble and drink were my playground since I could remember. And on top of everything else my parents lived there. By now my father had to be crazy, worried out of his mind about me. My mother knew at an instinctual level that Noctis, Aros and Kun were with me so I would be cared for. But my father would see things differently. He had never liked Aros and knowing that I was with him would get him mad.

    I started playing absentmindedly with my hair while Kun and Didoka started to discuss possible maritime routes to take on our way to Algonala. I nodded and smiled when Didoka rushed to explain to me different routes that could make our trip shorter but in reality my eyes kept looking to the back, where Kun and Aros had built the tent they shared. The tent was positioned far away from the fire so I couldn’t see any shadows moving inside but I knew Aros was in there. His scent was strong tonight, a mix of muskiness and earthiness that were playing havoc on my senses. 

    Slowly I got up and moved as if to go back to my tent. Kun and Didoka kept talking and barely noticed my absence. Quietly to not draw attention to my steps I circled my tent and walked around the camp. With every step I took I started noticing that my body was stiffened and tense. My stomach was a mess of confused emotions and even more confused sensations. There was this need in the marrow of my bones that I couldn’t explain. An emptiness that needed filling. So much emptiness. I was now sniffing the air like a hounddog and the closer I was to Aros’s scent the more invigorated I grew by his nearness.  

    As in a dream I stopped by the outer flaps of the entrance to this tent and reached out with my hand. I hesitated for a moment but his scent was a mouthwatering beckon that I couldn’t ignore. As quietly as I could I opened the flaps and walked inside Aros’s tent. The first thing I noticed was that inside it smelt like him. Alpha. Dangerous. Beast. But there were undertones to the strong smell. A lightness that was almost sweet in comparison to Aros’s musky scent. And then I saw him and my entire body pulsed and tightened in response to the sight.

    It was dark but the light of the fire illuminated the bulky Alpha that was standing with his back to the central pole. The first thing I noticed was that Aros was naked. He looked like a giant. Tall, powerful, layer over layer of muscles and long legs that were tensed and cordoned by strained muscles. His brown hair fell over his forehead, unruly and covered by the perspiration of his forehead. It took me a moment to understand what I was watching.

    In one hand Aros was holding my green scarf to his nose and with the other one he was stroking the stiffened pole between his thighs. That thing was monstrous. Thick, wide and long. It was too big, almost as big as my entire forearm and twice thicker. I gasped in shock and at the sound Aros opened his eyes. The hand stroking his shaft started moving faster and his blue eyes turned heavier.

    “Get... out,”he growled at me, the sound of his voice guttural and beastial. And at the sound of that growl my entire body shuddered and hot need descended from my middle to the opening of my s*x. I moaned in response and Aros cursed under his breath. I took one step closer and Aros started shaking, his enormous body making the entire tent move with it, “Nira...no more...fucking steps.”

    “I...can’t,” I said through gritted teeth. This need inside of me was bigger than my pride. I moaned again, this time louder and slowly widened my stance. That light scent that lingered in the air turned stronger and I finally understood it had always been my scent but that now it was maximized by the arousal foaming my crevice. Aros’s growl deepened. It sounded hollow and threatening. I whimpered in agitation. Every single time he growled like that my body turned hotter and hotter, and as a consequence more wetness grew in my opening. I could feel it now pooling and starting to drip down my thighs.

    Like a flash of lightning Aros pounced. He crossed the tent in one swift movement and rushed to grab me and push me down. Growling and snarling he opened my legs wider. Gone was the boy I’ve grown up with. Gone was the Aros I fought every day and night. This was an Alpha in the flesh and to my horror I was responding to him with an eagerness that had me blushing everywhere. I...mewled for Aros. This was beyond shameful, this was beyond humiliating. I moaned and spread wider for him, undulating my body in a way that was practically inviting him to do with me as he pleased. 

    Aros went insane and before I could do anything to regain my composure he pushed his wide shoulders between my legs and growled at my opening. The vibration of his powerful threat had my skin breaking into a pebbled state. His scent grew more inciting and then he was kissing me in the most private place of them all. My back arched and my thighs trembled in response to the onset of sensations shaking my core. Gods! Gods this was...everything!

    I grabbed him by his hair and pushed him against me, making him laugh in a weird hollow sound that was rougher than his usual laugh. I moaned when he lapped at my core, drinking from my slick as if he was a hungry beast that hadn’t been fed a day in his life. It felt indecent and animalistic, being licked over and over but I didn’t let go of his head, not even when he growled and lapped and sucked. I pushed him tighter and tighter, wanting more of him. Wanting the beast between my legs.

    The sound of his tongue licking my core grew faster and faster. My nails scraped his skull while my moans grew louder and louder. It came out of nowhere right then. I broke. I broke into tidals of pleasure and hot waves that tensed my body over and over while my body seemed to open and close in expectation. It was the most grandiose experience of them all and Aros had been the one giving it to me. I wanted more even if I knew I shouldn’t want more. I wanted all of it. Only for me. Forever. 

    I had closed my eyes at some point and when I opened them again I found Aros still licking me indecently. He wasn’t just drinking from me. He was eating me, sucking me, licking my opening and pushing his tongue into my s*x for just a bit before growling and savoring my slick between his lips. His hips were humping the air. The monstrosity hanging between his legs bounced up and down. It looked rock hard and painfully erect. I saw it tense and constrict and then it spurted a white essence that smelled heavenly. I wanted to bathe in it. I wanted to drink from it and cover myself in it and…

    No.

    I shook my head and tried to regain some control. This was just an effect of my upcoming Heat. Yes. That was it. Aros was reacting to my scent and had been caught in the damnation of it all. I needed to get out of here. Which led me to the real problem at hand. I risked a look down and Aros was now sucking the small button that had been hooded under the folds of my s*x. I felt my eyes widen at the glorious waves of sensations he was inciting. By the skies! Aros had been born to do this!

    “Aros...you need...oh...oh...Aros!” My entire body crested and exploded in a thousand pieces. I panted and moaned, now completely gone. My mind knew I should be doing something else but opening my legs and letting Aros do with me as he pleased, but what he was doing was also pleasing me and I was a hedonistic creature by nature. As an Omega I seeked pleasure as much as I liked to give it away and Aros had introduced me to the very core of my identity. 

    He growled and in response I pushed my hips higher, offering myself silently. Aros growled again, this time with a more pleased tone. He liked complete submissiveness, something that I wanted to give to him...badly.

    It was about then when I heard a whistle sounding loud and angry by the tent’s opening. Aros' entire body seemed to grow bulkier and stiffer. A low growl broke from his chest and this time it wasn't directed at me. At the aggression emanating from his scent I tried to move away but only managed to get him angrier. His teeth closed around my mound and bit down, making me whimper in pain and...against any logic... in need for him.

    “Aros, please let Nira go,” said Noctis by the other side of the tent, his voice rough and his tone tougher than usual, “ You are not thinking straight. You could harm her.”

    “Man, just come outside and fight it off with us,” said Kun and Aros’s growl turned even deeper. His body started vibrating in a strange way and it started growing hotter and hotter, to the point it was almost suffocating to breathe close to him.

    I’ve read somewhere that it was impossible for an Alpha to separate himself from his Omega if she was in Heat. An Omega Heat could incite an Alpha’s rut and for what I’ve read and  heard an Alpha was more aggressive than usual during this time. I’ve done this to Aros. I’ve walked here and I’ve practically smeared my scent on his nose. With a curse I cleared my throat and angled my head to the opening of the tent.

    “I got this,” I said loud and clear.

    There was a moment of silence and then the both Alphas standing outside spoke at the same time.

    “That’s a bad idea Nira…”

    “You haven’t entered your Heat yet…”

    Aros growled so loud that it rendered everybody silent. Lighting in the skies seemed to echo his threatening call and the forest itself grew quiet. Our eyes met and in silence we both seemed to reach some sort of agreement. I wasn’t sure what the night would bring if I stayed with Aros but I’ve done this to myself and I wasn’t some pushover that would let Alphas dictate what I could and couldn’t take.

    “He is not going to hurt me,” I said in annoyance and then lifted an eyebrow back at Aros, “And if he does I would hurt him back. Now leave us alone!”

    Aros was still for a moment, his growl one of direct menace. Then steps outside alerted us that Kun and Noctis were finally leaving us alone. The moment they were at a safe distance Aros snarled and got back to sucking that exquisite nub that had me climaxing in his mouth with only one flick of his tongue.