THE ALIENS AND THERE NEW OMEGA

CHAPTER 15

The toilet lid closed while I sat on the floor. I thought the implant would recycle my body functions. The morning sickness was too much for it. I looked up toward two men who blinked as they waited for me to speak amid my heaving breathing. Trevah handed me a washcloth, and I held it up to my face.

I panted as I spoke," I didn't know it would happen this fast."

My hand went over my almost-flat stomach and I wondered how long that would last . It wasn't super obvious, but there was a bump.

"At least three times as fast as your females," Trevah shrugged. "That's good isn't it? You get 6 months less?"

"It's three more than I would have gotten before." I tried to keep my bile out of my voice, but I wasn't sure I succeeded . "It also gives me less time to ease into it."

I got up and waved away the hands that reached to help me up. '' I'm not helpless. Leave me alone.''

Melk's lips thinned while Trevah's gaze darted to him. The bathroom filled with the smell of a lost lunch and frustration. What was a cool new power turned into another way of to broadcast my feelings.

It was a few weeks since we ...mated. I'm still not sure what to call it. Yes, I wanted it, but...

Both men sniffed but Melk spoke first. "What is it little one?"

I was about say I wasn't a 'little one' but that wouldn't be true. Compared to both men, I was.

MY eyes closed. It was one thing to know something was going on. Another to feel it course through you. I recognized the... snappiness. Booth men did nothing wrong.

Well one knocked me up.

"Bad dreams again," said Trevah. It wasn't a question.

I nodded my head.

Melk turned and gestured to what would pass for a living room in other cultures. Here the grassy enclosure was called the common area.

I stepped into a mini meadow enclosed by smooth brown walls. Some of it like the grass was real. The pink-blue sky overhead with faded moons, was video. Although an indistinguishable one.

Well-lit tunnels went off into the bedroom and cooking area. Both men sat cross-legged on the grass while a generated breeze blew. It was there way of giving me a choice between two men. Like usual, I picked Melk. it wasn't that I preferred him over TREVAH. Part of me wondered if I gave each equal attention. Sure, there was plenty in the bedroom until I wondered if it was me or something else that initiated it. On my request ,Klar gives me supplements to keep my heat down to a manageable level. Now that the 'knotting took' it subsided into a dull ache. Enough to let me know, I enjoyed having s*x with both men, but not a repeat of the insanity from weeks ago.

But Melk was more...primal. A protector. The stereotypical strong but silent type .He was security chief and usually reached before talking. Despite Trevah's impressive physique, he wasn't cavemen strong like Melk. His strength was in... being more a friend versus a lover. Yes, we had s*x. He couldn't impregnate me or at least that's what Klar claimed. He was the ...emotional side of a relationship. Melk was the raw physical side. Yet, even that description seemed disrespectful . like their people reduced omegas to ' babymakers', I did the same with them. Maybe as time went on, I could find nuance. But for nor, I tried my best to give both men equal time.

"Yeah, bad dreams again," I said.

I would have told them but there was no need. It was the same one since that day. A repeat of me looking outside my body as I wiggled my ass about. I made the mistake of seeing the video. I've never looked at myself having s*x before. This wasn't s*x. Well, technically it was. But I was an animal in heat. Less man and more... hole? I hugged myself. For all the jokes about guys not being able to control themselves , the video confirmed it. The worst part, was I agreed to this.

This isn't theoretical anymore. it's real.

Melk pressed me into his cut, hard chest. The implant and my hormones magnified my sense of smell. Even in the dark , I could pick each man. Trevah was sweeter like mint in a grassy field. Melk was almost like peppery cinnamon . Although there was overlap. Especially when they were near each other.

They both tried to make me feel better. Unfortunately , they were a product of their environment as I was. Things were better for Omegas . Prior to this, nobody did much research on their mental well-being. Trouble during pregnancy was just something that happened.

I wanted to say,' I need someone to talk to too' but I couldn't hurt them.

"Is there anything we can do?" Trevah blinked. "Yensen used to eat the juko fruit when he was sad." His voice trailed off, and he frowned.

''Yes, used to,' said Melk.

I didn't need him to finish the rest. He was gone, and I was their replacement.

Melk spoke first," I can share my battle meditations which may help.'

I fought my snark and failed." I hardly think this is the same as fighting an enemy in space ."

He shrugged ." Not all fights-"

"- are on the battlefield," I finished.

Trevah bit his lip in thought. "Perhaps if you were on..." His voice trailed as if he decided against sharing his idea.

''On earth and female,' I said as my head shook. I needed more than a psychiatrist . Also , someone that could wrap their mind around a pregnant male and aliens.

"Besides ," I said." it's not like I can go back... can i?"

"Eventually,'' said Melk before he folded his wide arms. " Currently . it would be unwise and disadvantageous .'

"In other words ,' I said. "I'm being told where I can and cannot go...like an omega?"

Melk's hands fisted and the relaxed." We are not those who treated their Femeni with ill."

Trevah's soft voice drew out." You know as we do, if you were found out... in your condition , it would raise certain questions. It's less about you and more about your people.''

"So there's nothing ...no help for men like me. No physiological help or psychiatrists for omegas?'

Bothh gazes darted down, and I got my answer. The future might be if not helpful, then at least not as horrific as it used to be. till their past affected my present. Omegas suffered. While there might be a cultural change coming, it wasn't complete. I closed my eyes and tried to will a solution into my head.

"What if I were to call someone and pretend to be female?'

Melk shook his head quickly." No communication with earth. Standard security protocol."

I ran my hand over my hair and sighed. ''Not communication per se. I just need information ." My eyebrows rose. " What if I were to access the Internet and promise to not speak to anyone?"

Trevah held out his hands as if to indicate' why not?'

Melk stared down with folded arms and I fought the urge although I didn't know what my point would be . I was a man dammit, and I had to ask someone for permission to go on-line. I wasn't muscled like they were, but men have an expectation to do what they want.

For the first time since I was a kid, I needed permission for something simple.

He blew out a long warm breath. Heated testosterone and something that reminded me of pepper without the sneeze urge to washed over me. All I wanted to do was bathe myself into the scent as if to have it stick. Instead I stood tall and waited.

His deep voice drew out." Do you give your word to not attempt to communicate your situation?" Perhaps if he ee a lawyer - if spacemen had that class he would have been more exact. Common sense and almost empathic communication from our smells, conveyed what he meant. Both exact and in spirit. We three had inability to lie to each other. At least that's what my searches found .

Nothing's disputed that so far.

I nodded my promise, and It took roughly ten minutes to set up the protocols. Per his instructions, I could enter search queries and have them appear on a local terminal. It wasn't as detailed as the Galactic Encyclopedia - nor holographic - but it gave me needed information. My two big and tall Volardi men left me after some lingering hugs. Like a good housewife I suppose, I stayed home and searched.

Yeah. It's three times as fast and it's an alien.TRy getting used to that. My situation wasn't the same. Although the morning sickness was, even if it didn't live up to the name. If it just stayed to morning, I could be grateful for that. Midday and evening sickness was more like it. My inability to keep my breakfast down, wasn't something I needed.

Especially when eating for two.

More?

best to not think about it.

I looked at the upcoming common symptoms and wondered how many I would have. Tender beasts were a troublesome thought. I didn't think I would grow there, but I had so much information to keep track of, I never considered checking that.