His Omega's Keeper

“Please!” I said urgently. “You can’t listen to him—he’s clearly crazy!”

“You must conceive,” Ophelia told me earnestly. “If you’ll only let us help you, it can be a beautiful experience, Anastasia. When your Heat Cycle reaches its peak and the Breeding Fever takes you, you’ll feel nothing but desire and joy to let your big brother knot you and fill you with his seed.”

I very much doubted that, but she had already proved she was much stronger than me. In fact, she was almost freakishly strong, considering her size and shape. I mean, she didn’t look like a bodybuilder or anything, but she certainly had the strength of one!

Having no other option, I let her remove my PJ top, though I couldn’t meet Jake’s eyes while she did it. I stood there with my arms crossed over my bare breasts as she grasped the stretchy waistband of my flannel bottoms and then pulled them down too. I stepped out of them without a word, feeling like a freak or an animal at the zoo, with everyone staring at me.

“Get your filthy eyes off her, you dog,” Jake’s deep voice was angry and possessive and I realized he was talking to Tainer.

“What? Ain’t never seen no Royal titties before,” the mountain man protested. “Royal pussy, neither!”

“The Royal Omega is not for you, Tainer,” Sorenson reminded him. “You are privileged to be part of this special moment, but you must never interfere with her.”

“I know that!” Tainer snapped. “But just lookin’ isn’t interferin’!”

For myself, I kept my eyes on the ground as Sorenson and Tailer stripped Jake too, pulling down the black sleep bottoms he had on and tossing them away.

I don’t want to see, I told myself. I’m not going to look. Not going to look…

“This is bullshit,” Tainer snarled, when we were both naked. “Look at ‘em—they won’t even look at each other! How you ‘spect ‘em to fuck if they won’t even look? ”

“They must be made to come together,” Sorenson said thoughtfully. “What the Omega needs is skin-to-skin contact with the Alpha Heir. She needs to feel his body against hers and breathe in his Alpha scent. That will surely bring her Heat Cycle on.”

“That’s exactly what she needs!” Tailer sounded excited. “Make him suck her titties! Or make her suck his cock—down to the root, the knot too!”

I felt sick. Was this what was going to happen? Were Jake and I going to have to put on some sick sex show for these perverted, crazy cultists? Oh God, how was I going to get through this?

“No, there’s no need for such extreme measures. Not yet, anyway,” Sorenson said. “Ophelia, open the skylight. Have you chained it in place like I said?”

“Yes, Professor Sorenson—it will only open about six inches. Not enough for anyone to get out,” she said, going obediently to do his bidding.

“But enough to let the cold night air in,” Sorenson said.

As he spoke, a gust of chilly Winter air swirled in through the raised skylight making me shiver as my bare skin broke out in a rash of goosebumps. Tainer might have been right about snow coming after all, I thought miserably.

“Now,” Sorenson said. “Strip all the blankets off the bed—leave nothing but the bottom sheet for them to sleep on.”

“But Professor! I worked so hard getting the decorations just right!” Ophelia protested. “The rose petals for the heart—”

“Your decorations can be recreated once these two give in to the attraction between them,” Sorenson said soothingly. “But first we must bring them together and get the Omega’s Heat Cycle to activate.”

Ophelia didn’t look happy about it, but she did as he asked, stripping the white bedspread and sheet off the bed, leaving only the fitted sheet on the mattress.

“Now what?” she asked, turning to Sorenson with the bundle of bedding in her arms.

“Yeah—now what?” Tainer demanded.

“Now we leave them,” Sorenson said. “Though first we must cuff the Heir’s hands to the headboard. Ophelia, do you have the silver cuffs?”

“I do, Professor. They’re downstairs.”

“Good—get them. Oh, and take their clothing as well—we can’t have them dressing again once we’re gone.”

Tainer swept up my flannel PJs and Jake’s pajama bottoms and deposited them on top of the pile of bedclothes Ophelia was holding. She nodded her thanks and then maneuvered down the attic stairs, taking all the sheets and covers with her, leaving me feeling very alone and naked with three men—even though one of them was Jake. I was still trying not to look at him—since he had his hands tied behind his back, he couldn’t exactly hide his goodies the way I was doing my best to hide mine.

“I don’t know what you think you’re going to accomplish, Sorenson, but I’m not going to touch her,” he growled at the crazy professor. “You can leave us here all night and Ani will still be an untouched virgin in the morning.”