Page 61 of Ondine: Vol. 2

I’m lost. I’m completely lost in his fantasy. I can imagine being in heat and it’s all for Arnie and me. No one else. Their only job is to knot me and help me get pregnant from Arnie. They’d come too. So there’s a high chance they could get me pregnant too. And they couldn’t be on birth control because it kills their sperm as well as the ones around. If one alpha is on birth control the chances of an omega getting pregnant during that heat are very low.

But I love the idea of Jake, Shadow, or Sebastian having to help me fuck Arnie and give him the one thing a possessive alpha would hate to give me—someone else’s child.

My thoughts have me 100 miles away so my climax comes at a surprise, ripping through me and I scream up at the ceiling. Arnie lays me back and finishes with long and slow pulls.

“I could have Jake come now and knot you. He can practice keeping all of me inside of you,” Arnie whispers into my neck. I’m nodding before he even finishes.

What am I agreeing to?

Arnie keeps his body covering mine as he reaches over and texts on his phone. He tosses his phone and then lays further over me.

“Ondine, look at me—“ Arnie pulls my chin so we are facing each other. “I am the architect of all your desires. Do you understand? Give me permission to be what I truly can be for you. Give me that position in your life. Love me, and I will make all your dreams come true.”

My soul leaves my body and I’m staring down at the two of us on this bed. Two lovers. Two people desperate for each other. How did this happen? How did we find each other? I’m not this lucky. I’ve never been this lucky.

Is this even real?

“My fantasies are just fucking you all the time.”

He smiles at me, big and wide. “Omegas are so silly.” And he kisses me on the nose.

Just then Jake comes bursting through the door.

Arnie doesn’t move an inch.

“What’s going on?” Jake says with fear and anger and confusion.

Arnie shifts so we can both look at Jake. Arnie is naked as a blue jay, still inside me.

“Get your clothes off. Ondine needs your knot. What do you need to do to get hard?” Arnie’s clinical, room manager voice comes out strong and my eyes fall back and I moan. I could come again just hearing him talk to an alpha like that. He laughs a little at me, pressing his face into my cheek, and I can feel his smile.

“What do I need to do to get hard?” Jake’s voice is incredulous.

Arnie smiles even wider. I’ve now decided I want all his smiles pressed into my face.

“Do you not know? I can give you suggestions if you need.”

“Fuck off, beta.” Jake doesn’t wait to take his clothes off. They are plopping on the ground hard. “Are you going to get out of her first or are we doing this altogether?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m just making sure most of me stays inside her.”

Arnie pushes off of me, hands on the mattress, and then slowly pulls out of me. I’m distraught at the loss, but his fingers are there pushing himself back into me. It feels so good having his fingers on my sensitive pussy.

“Come here,” Arnie commands and Jake has to obey. It makes me nervous he’s obeying Arnie. That doesn’t seem like something Jake would normally do. I have both men practically between my legs. They are kneeling before me. God, they are both so handsome. I can feel my chest flush red with my attraction for these handsome men.

Jake, with his steel and gray blues. His blonde hair. And Arnie with his glass green eyes and strawberry blonde hair. They are just gorgeous. The light fades and drains around them.

“Ondine needs your knot, Jake. Are you going to deny her?”

Jake gives me the most dangerous look. Arnie doesn’t see. “I would never deny my omega.”

Arnie is too busy staring at my naked body, mostly my tits, to notice the deceptive glint in Jake’s eye. A thrill travels up my spine.

Arnie moves out of the way and Jake picks up my knees, directing me towards him. But instead of lining up his (very erect) cock, Jake backs up and dips down, placing his mouth low on my pussy.

“Jake!” I screech as Jake licks me from the bottom to the top of my dripping cunt, his tongue aggressive and unrelenting,taking everything he can. It feels out of this world incredible and I become putty in his hands. He wraps his arms around my middle and pulls me tight to his mouth and fucking devours me.

“Jake! Fuck man, no! That’s not what she wants!” I can barely even hear Arnie or feel him try to pull at Jake, because my ears are ringing and my body is singing. Jake’s tongue is angelic. Or demonic. Honestly, both.