I opened my eyes and the market was even more packed than before. People were cramming in on all sides and more were pouring in with every passing second. It was as though Triss had announced to the entire city that I was here. Bare. Naked. And entirely vulnerable.
I almost sobbed when I saw the CEO of Genwell standing on the edge of the crowd. He looked horrified and my stomach twisted hard with regret, fear, and intensely painful arousal. I stared into his eyes and I saw him mouth the word I’d hidden all my life.
“Omega.”
The whispers grew louder, the sound a cacophony of voices all rising up together.
“That’s Dr. Raven Kelly, isn’t it?”
“I can’t believe it. A top scientist and an omega?”
I cried out, both with my shame and my terror of what was to come. My skin burned, my fingers ventured to the tops of my thighs, and I shivered.
I closed my eyes, hoping that I would wake up soon and that this was all a terrifying dream. I pinched myself, hoping I would wake in the comforting arms of my three mates, but I never woke up.
This wasn’t a dream. This was real.
My shame and humiliation washed over me as my arousal intensified and even more slick dripped down my pussy onto my thighs. I opened my eyes and stared down at the stage, moaning with mortification as I stared at the small pool of wetness gathering beneath me.
I could smell it.
Fuck. I was so hot.
My fingers edged closer to the crux of my thighs and I shivered. I couldn’t take much more of this. I needed to come. I needed my alphas and even more than anything, I needed their cocks.
My eyes glazed over, and I imagined their fingers running over my body, tweaking and pinching my tender nipples and then touching my clit, just light enough to tease me and make me beg for more.
I needed more. So much more.
I felt my hands moving, but it was exquisite. Leaning back, I balanced on one elbow and ran my right palm over my breasts, using the flat of my hand to tease my hard buds into tight little peaks. I shuddered as pleasure coursed through my veins and my toes curled beneath me. I pulled in an unsteady breath and then moaned as my desire rose, higher and higher the further my fingers descended down my body.
Then I moved my fingertips in between my legs, edging between my sopping wet folds until I ventured over top of my clit.
Holy fuck. That felt good. My pussy clenched tight, craving firm, hard alpha cock. I dipped my hand even lower, pushing one finger and then another inside my entrance. A breathy sigh escaped my lips and my muscles quivered under my sure and steady touch.
I drew back, gathering the slick between my folds and bringing it back up to my clit. Biting my lower lip, I grew bolder and began to circle my needy bud, all the while as my pussy tightened with need. Leaning back and pressing my shoulders against the stage, I arched my back and spread my thighs wide, giving myself access to all of my body.
A collective gasp passed over the crowd, but I didn’t pay it any mind.
I was too far gone. I was lost in my arousal and now fully in the throes of a heat far more intense than the last. My ears hummed with it. My skin burned with it.
I moaned low in my throat and shivered under the power of my lust.
It was as though flames were licking at my feet, burning my skin and demanding that I find release, that I do whatever it took to find any semblance of relief. I whined, the sound quiet but desperate as I teased myself, circling my clit until I thought I was going to burst.
A quiver of desire raced over my skin and the arousal in my core fell in upon itself, tighter and tighter as I struggled to maintain my composure.
It was no use.
White-hot pleasure sliced through me, hot as a knife to butter and I screamed with my pleasure. Exquisite ecstasy overwhelmed me, falling on me like a quiet rain and leaving me ravenous for more. My muscles trembled from the intensity of that first release, but still it wasn’t enough. I desired so much more. I only grew hotter.
I continued to touch myself, shuddering with passionate desire each and every time I brought myself to orgasm. The more I came, the more I realized that it would never be enough. I needed more than this. I needed my alphas.
I wouldn’t survive this without them.
My inner walls trembled, begging for an alpha to knot inside me. I craved it. I wanted them to fuck me and I wanted them to make it hurt.
This was all wrong. This wasn’t our nest. I couldn’t scent them, and I most certainly couldn’t feel them.