Page 75 of The Forgotten
“Noa asked you a question earlier,” I say, bringing her back. “Who was your first kiss?”
“The pack who took my virginity during my first heat were guys I met at a club. Everything happened slower for me. I’d get some cramps and breakthrough pain, but not a full blown heat. So I made a plan,” she explains.
God, is she good at those.
“So why was it a bad kiss?” Noa asks worriedly.
“They were really rough, and I was very naive and inexperienced,” Orla says. “My heat was intense, I was in a lot of pain, and the alpha who ripped through my virginity bit my lip when he was kissing me. It just felt awful. I cried through the entire thing, but they thought it was due to my heat.”
We gaze at her with shame filling our eyes.We did this.This is our fault.
“Orla,” I whisper.
“No. You don’t get to come back and do that!” she yells. “I figured out what I needed to do to survive, and did it. It took a lot of trial and error, and a few hiccups as I figured out my medication. It doesn’t matter anymore.”
“Oh it most definitely matters,” Harris growls. Orla’s eye lashes flutter, drifting closed as she moans softly, shivering. “The day we left, you reacted to my growl.”
“It’s so damn sexy,” she says, opening her eyes. “Of course I did.”
“We’re such idiots,” he groans. “I want to spank you so badly, Orla. You found out your designation before we left, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, about six months before,” she says. “You were working toward getting discovered, and I wasn’t going to ruin that.”
“We should have taken you with us,” I mutter. “Come with us now.”
“I can’t,” she says, shaking her head. “We don’t know each other anymore, Trick.”
There’s a healing bite mark on my hand from where she bit me back while I was sleeping. She has a thing for somno too, and each of us was woken up to our dick getting sucked, or her dropping down on it to fuck herself.
We found out a very important lesson: omega pheromones during a heat keep alphas perpetually hard.
“You still claimed me,” I remind her, holding up my hand. “As for not kissing you, it wouldn’t have been right. We always planned to come back, but we should have told you. I didn’t have any idea your parents were trying to get you into an omega-pack program at college either.”
Some colleges are an excuse for omegas to be courted. The graduation rate for omegas isn’t great there either. As soon as they pack up, they drop out. It’s an expensive way to shop for a pack.
“I’m the only one who fucked around when we were younger,” Harris sighs. “I was upset that I couldn’t tell you how I felt and it made me really depressed. So I’d go to parties alone, get fucked up, and then fuck. I got really sick every time afterward in the bathroom.”
“They knew about Noa’s Jacob’s ladder,” Orla mumbles.
“I’m shit at cards,” Noa complains, cursing under his breath. “I’d always get pulled into playing strip poker, and I’d end up flashing my cock when I lost.”
“None of you are virgins,” Orla laughs. “I can’t exactly talk.”
“You’re an omega who seems to have really intense heats,” I say, tapping the table to keep her attention. “Knotted toys aren’t going to do fuck all for you.”
“I was trying to get to my apartment to try,” she mutters.
“I hate to say it, but I’ve never been more grateful for those asshole alphas who flaked on you. I don’t understand why they’d blow you off,” Noa muses.
“I went into heat early and they were already dicking someone else down. I told them I’d figure it out because I got really mad,” Orla explains.
“You’re no one’s leftovers,” Harris smirks. Orla chuckles, nodding. “For what it’s worth, I really am sorry. We didn’t know you were feeling like this.”
“I know it’s none of our business, but what is this medication that you’re on?” I ask tentatively. “You were really sick the last couple of days.”
“That’s what I was trying to explain before I passed out. It’s a new medication that gives me only four heats a year, but I seem to be having some complications from it,” she says. “Speaking of that, we’re bonded now.”
Our jaws drop at the way she said that and she shakes her head rubbing her eyes.
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