THE ALIENS AND THERE NEW OMEGA

CHAPTER 12

Unknown time passed, but the smell of honey was around me. I blinked several times to focus my eyes while the blurriness faded.

There was something like a vague muscle within my abdomen that felt like a dull ache. A pressure maybe? I looked up and stared into Klar’s wrinkled eyes.

“Well? Prognosis?” He asked quickly. “Uh, fine, I guess?” Klar held a small, silver tube to his nose and breathed in deeply before handing it to me.

“We don’t know if the contagion can jump to other life forms. Your ability to withstand the procedure – if successful at all – still puts you at risk.” I swallowed hard and clipped the small rod underneath my nose while smells dulled around me.

Instead of warm cinnamon, cloves, and honey, I smelled nothing but sharp antiseptic. Melk and Trevah step closer with eyes full of concern.

Melk’s nostrils flared while his forehead scrunched. “How do you feel little one?”

“Weird... like my body’s off.”

Trevah let out a wondering murmur. “It’s new. Soon all this will be instinctual. He smiled wide. “Including your heat.”

Being in heat sounded… weird. I’m a guy and being aroused wasn’t new. This was a new way of thinking. I drew out the word, while I heard a low rumbling growl to the side.

Trevah’s eyes widened. “It’s a wonderful time. Your channel will grow slick and…”

He sniffed the air while Melk gripped the side of the table. Thick, muscles that could lift a bale of hay one handed bulged. His voice cracked when he spoke, “Why is…”

The sharp antiseptic smell left my nostrils. Within several quick heartbeats, I smelled honey, apples, and something like cinnamon. Heat flowed over my body and I felt myself grow slick down there.

Before the operation it would be something to be concerned about. Now it was almost like being half-drunk… no pleasantly drunk . I stared up with a smile toward Melk.

If there was a way to be scared and aroused, his sneer did it. A living muscle with bulging biceps under stretched skin and a warrior’s experience.

My eyes were on Melk, yet I kept Trevah in my corner vision. The redhead who normally grinned or at least put me at ease with his kind eyes now breathed deeply.

Not as ragged as the ones coming from Melk but still enough to draw attention. Trevah stumbled as if dazed, then screamed. “He’s in heat! He shouldn’t be…”

Down below my ass muscles clenched, and I felt something new I never sensed before. Thanks to the implant and instinct I continued to flex and widen in anticipation.

All the while, I wiggled on the table. It was like coming into a warm and toasty home after a winter’s day and you still feel cold in your bones.

The warmness that covers you up in an invisible blanket. Meanwhile far away there’s hot chocolate waiting. Similar but not the same.

Instead of marshmallows and chocolate, there was man... men... lots of men .

Yeah, sweet delicious males of all flavors. Like different brands of coffee. I laughed to myself even if the joke didn’t seem that funny. In the distance I heard a low guttural moan of several Alphas in unison.

I smiled at them all but especially Melk and Trevah. They were my companions, confidants...

Maybe more?

Even Klar smiled as he breathed in deep from the silver rod. Trevah bit his lip either to steady himself or consider an action.

Whatever it was, he then stood in front of Melk. “He’s in heat. Something’s wrong. Don’t...” I never saw a head jerk toward somebody faster in my life.

With a steady yet firm move, he pushed Trevah out of the way. It wasn’t cruel, but it was quick. Through clenched teeth he growled. “Never... do that.”

He backed up and blinked several times while his hand went through his red hair. I wiggled my ass on the table as if beckoning.

More slickness came, and I grinned. I wrinkled at the scent of my male... no Omega musk.

Mentally, I giggled. Drunk without alcohol. Just enough to loosen one up. Yeah, I need to be loose. I saw a few images of Alpha c***s in my… research .

Bigger than normal males. All c***s are manly, but they got an extra helping. Their Betas were nice, but my ass craved Alpha c**k. Long, a handful thick, and bulging with veins. The kind I would feel the next day.

I’d say Melk spun me over so my ass was up, but I helped.

In my dreamy side vision, I saw Trevah scream at Klar. “Do something.”

No... don’t... well… My voice drew out.

“How about you join in cowboy ?” Works for me. My hearing was off due to my heart pounding in my ears and the dull roar of the crowd. Something that sounded like yells and shoves mixed in.

It reminded me of the holiday rush at the mall. Guess that makes me the present.

Trevah yelled again while I wiggled my ass in the air. Self-lubrication would be convenient but not clean.

No, s*x is sweaty, messy, and sticky. Primal, even lewd, but God that’s what I wanted. I was an available hole for thick Alpha c**k.

Every bit of my warm body craved it. Without thought I smelled Melk. God, he was delicious. Like warm apple pie I could f**k or rather him me. I was his little Omega and he would f**k me hard.

Take me from behind and fill me up with his wonderful sperm. Images of his c*m dripping out my asshole filled my mind, and I smiled.

In the background, Trevah yelled. “Give me a filter.” “There’s only one.”