Hidden Omega (Knot My Pack Omegaverse Book 1)
Hidden Omega: Chapter 12

I jolted to my feet as the balloon lurched, cursing internally for the bump in the moment I’d been sharing with Trinity.

I hadn’t meant to open up to her so completely, but I couldn’t stop the words from flowing once they’d started, and it was fucking ridiculous how great it felt.

Getting the balloon back under control, accounting for the sudden gust of wind that made it appear worse than it had appeared, I glanced down at Trinity.

She was huddled in the corner of the bench, her face blanched. Hell, I’d scared her.

“You alright?” I moved down to kneel in front of her. “It’s fine, just a little bump.”

“It’s okay. I’m okay,” she said as if it didn’t matter, but even I could hear the strangle of fear in her voice and see the wildness of her gaze and the white of her knuckles from how hard she gripped the seat beneath her.

My heart thumped so hard, it felt like my ribs rattled in my chest. I’d fucked up, just like I did with most things.

She reached for me, clawed at my shirt, and leaned into me as I took her into my arms.

“What’s going on?”

“I think I’m terrified of heights.” The whispered words came out with clear shame.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I’ll take us down.” I started to get up, but she clung to me, her fear making her perfume fill the air. Fuck, I wanted her.

I felt guilty about that, too, but I couldn’t help it any more than she could help being afraid. She was beautiful, yes, desirable, and so fucking adorable, with the face of an angel and the body that didn’t quit, but it was also how beautiful she was as a person. She was obviously brave, strong-willed, and smart. She’d managed to outwit all of us so far and hadn’t revealed a thing about where she came from. Most Omegas in an Alpha’s presence were eager to tell them every secret they guarded without a second thought, but not Trinity. Something was very different about her.

“You’re going to laugh at this, but I didn’t know I was scared of heights until we got up here.”

“I would never laugh at you.” I cupped her face, running my thumbs under her eyes, catching the stray tears. “You’re safe with me. Okay, little Omega?”

“Aspen,” she gasped my name as an inferno burned from her body into mine. “Before the heat comes back, I want you to know. I really enjoyed just talking to you, being in your company, and I loved that you brought me up here, getting me out of the mansion and doing something other than being inside. I’ve done that so much of my life at the institute that I wanted to die. To be up here has my heart beating fast with excitement, even if I’m scared to death of falling.” Her face looked clammy, her eyes wide, and her fingers were tight around my shirt.

She spoke fast, so much so, I doubt she even realized she’d slipped and said something she probably hadn’t intended. Institute… so she’d come from one of those, not a family, which just made our search less a needle in a haystack. Sure, there were hundreds of institutes dealing with Omegas in our city, not to mention those outside the city, which she could have come from as well, but a clue was a step forward.

She kissed me then, and even though I’d promised not to touch her, not to put my dick in her today, I couldn’t stop her. I longed to taste her sweet lips too much, to feel the slide of her tongue along mine more than I could bear.

“Give me one sec,” I whispered, painfully dragging myself from her as I quickly moved to the propane tank and gradually opened the metering valve to help keep us at the same height for a bit lower and not lower too fast.

Then shutting that off once more, I practically threw myself back next to Trinity. My ass barely hit the seat before she pressed herself against me, and the intensity of her slick was overwhelming. Her sugary perfume fogged my brain, making my cock tent in my pants as her heat wave flared at the perfect time when it was just the two of us.

Dragging her onto my lap, a moan rumbled in my chest while she purred, the sound so animalistic, so fucking sexy.

She shifted and pushed a leg over my lap, straddling me, her beautiful legs open, but I didn’t think she was aware of just how much she revealed to me. I could see the white of her lace underwear, the moist fabric, and the pink of her hair beneath it, and a growl ripped out of me.

She licked her lips, inviting me to do so much more than a kiss, as her legs tightened around my waist. Her blue eyes glinted in the sunlight, begging me to plunge myself into her, to knot her. To lose everything I was, and could be, deep inside of her.

I hated to break the promise to myself, but who was I kidding? I was beyond rescue. Trinity in my lap, spread, her slick in my nostrils, completely undid me. Her orange blossom scent swam in my head, and the way she tasted like freshly squeezed oranges coated the back of my throat.

My hands dug into the softness of her round ass, and I ached to strip her dress away. Instead, I drove it up over her hips and ran my hands down the bare skin of her thighs, my fingers tracing the thin lace thong she wore.

Her gaze widened as I lowered my hand to between her legs, but she didn’t push me away.

“Tell me, is this how you like me to touch you?” Tracing her bikini and the slick coating her skin with the pads of my fingertips, the urgency to slide into her pumped through me, going all the way down my shaft. Heat radiated from her, leaving me feeling as though every inch of me was on fire.

“Is that what you want to hear?” she teased, her breaths quickening, her chest arching toward me. “For me to beg you to rut me, to take me?”

Moving one of my hands to her breast, I squeezed the tight nub, coaxing a moan from the Omega.

“You’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you? Spread for me and plead for me to take the pain away?” My cock throbbed when her body shuddered at my words, and I rewarded her by tracing the back of my fingers across the sweet little pussy, desperate to rip away the fabric between us.

“And if I don’t?” Her back arched.

I leaned in closer, my mouth on her neck, her scent so strong, it left me heady, while her hips rocked on my lap, grinding herself on my growing cock. A raw hunger gripped me.

“Is that what you really want, little Omega? Or do you want to be my good girl? I’ll reward you, but if you’re bad… well, you might be surprised to replace yourself leaning over my lap with a gorgeous red ass.” The flirty talk was driving me mad with need. I could tell she fought her instincts, attempting to appear as though she had control. I almost laughed out loud at how wrong she was.

When I slid my fingers under the elastic of her thong at her bikini line, she made keening sounds and cried out.

“Tell me this is what you want, little Omega,” I whispered in her ear, sucking the hoop in her earlobe into my mouth.

Shivering, her hands gripped my shoulders, her body pushing and shoving against my fingers, grazing her swollen pussy lips.

Completely drenched—I fucking loved her this way. The shock waves of arousal hardened my cock. When I slid a finger into her, those gorgeous features froze as if she couldn’t believe how quickly I pushed into her.

“So, tell me what you want?” I teased. “And I’ll take such good care of you.”

She chewed the corner of her lower lip, rocking her hips, riding my finger. Slick dripped down my hand from her arousal, and I craved to shove her onto her back and plunge into her, slamming into her in every conceivable position in the Kama Sutra.

I pulled out of her, and she protested, her breathing heavy now, her shoulders curved forward. My cock hurt, the building tension strangling me, yet I lifted her off me and set her on the bench.

When I got up, she moaned.

“What are you doing?”

“Are you begging me?” I asked over my shoulder as I stood, and she was pouting. Fuck me, but she was so stunning, so hungry. Her hand slid between her thighs.

“No touching, dear.”

Her brow furrowed, and I quickly looked over the side to see we floated not too far from the house and over a field, though we’d lowered, so with several quick bursts of flames into the balloon, I had us rising higher, then turned back to my Omega.

“Stop being a prick, Aspen.” She sat there, her hands under her skirt, her slick in my nostrils, and she was killing me.

“So you give in to me?” I lay my hands over my belt, her gaze following my hands.

“Yes, I submit.” She moaned louder, her breath stuttering. “Please.”

Moving with the speed of the wind at her plea, knowing I’d pushed her too far, our mouths clashed, and we kissed with fever as my cock pulsed. I was aware that I moved, aware I knelt in front of her as if worshipping her. I was aware I kissed a path up her thigh, inhaling the smell of her skin and her slick, but I couldn’t stop myself. My body had taken over, and my actions were driven by pure addiction, unsure how I’d ever come back for it.

I worked her thong off, rolling it down her legs.

“I’m done pretending I can control myself around you.” I stared up into her eyes to make sure she knew I meant it. Her lips were parted with absolute lust.

Kissing up her spreading thighs, my tongue thrust into her drenched pussy.

The taste of her slick exploded on my tongue. The sweetest, most wonderful taste I’d ever experienced turned my head into a beehive of pleasure. Dragging her tighter against my face, I devoured the slick that coated my tongue. Filling my mouth as I stroked her folds, I cleaned up what I could before I moved up to the magic part of her that would undo us both. Her clit was easy to replace, driven to arousal.

“Do it, Aspen. Make it stop, oh please, make the ache stop,” she begged, which did little to control my raging desire. Her plea, the way she gasped it so prettily, made my right hand move to unleash my cock from my pants.

I was rigid and hard in my hand, throbbing in a way I’ve never throbbed, needing my Omega, but I had enough sense not to take it that far, not to break my vow completely. I held back, my hand stroking my thick cock, as I teased her pert clit with my tongue.

“That’s it, Aspen. Oh fuck, that’s so good,” Trinity panted.

Glancing up, her fingers were plucking at nipples visible through her dress, and her face was a mask of pleasure. I hummed a growl of satisfaction against her soaking skin.

Her slick poured from her, a sign she was ready to take me, to be knotted, to be rutted.

I shifted slightly, adjusting my position so I could stroke my cock more freely. She ran her hand through my hair, pulling me closer, and I loved her dominant side. I wasn’t leaving her clit, not until she exploded on my face. Sucking the little bud harder, I stroked it with my tongue, learning exactly what made her moan, what made her shiver, what made her hips jerk up in a rhythm I could barely keep pace with. Trinity’s hips jerked against my face as I settled into the pattern she cried for while she slumped back onto the bench, giving me better access.

Trinity rocked against me, mewling her need, and I’d tell her what she was doing to me if it wouldn’t take away her pleasure. But it would, so I decided to save those words. My little Omega was close. Her perfume filled the air, drowning out even the intoxicating scent of her slick, and I knew she was on the verge. Trailing my free hand down her folds, I soaked my thumb in her slick before I probed her ass. Trinity’s hips jerked spasmodically, and she cried out my name.

A chuckle rumbled out of my chest, a sound of delight at her response, as I gently pushed my thumb into her hole. My tongue never stopped on her clit as I listened, waiting for the second her breath caught. That was when I pushed my thumb deeper inside her ass, loving the way her body closed around me, imagining how it would feel if my cock were there instead. She would be painfully tight around me, but it would be exquisite torture, the kind you couldn’t turn down.

“Fuck,” I mumbled against her clit, and the vibration must have been the final piece of what she needed because everything that was Trinity clamped down. She squeezed her legs against my head, her ass constricted my thumb, and her lungs seemed to have come to a halt.

I lost all my control. She came apart, and it was my undoing. Her cries, her shaking body, her pussy and ass sucking down on my fingers destroyed me.

“Fuck, Trinity. I can’t hold back anymore.”

Her eyes fluttered open as she reached for me. Finding her entrance with my cock, I pressed into her slowly. “You’re so tight, and fuck, you have the most gorgeous pussy that needs to be fucked.”

There was a gasp, then her fingers clenched in my shirt, and I thrust into her.

“Yes, take the pain away… please.” Her hips came up to meet mine, the slick pouring from her. She pulled me into her, and I pushed harder, deeper, losing myself in the silky, hot honey of my Omega.

Her legs coiled around my hips, and I leaned over her, my hands on either side of her head as I worked my cock into her, no longer caring about promises. I only cared about making her gasp again.

“Come for me, precious one. Make those sounds again. I love hearing you come. I want to hear you come as you take my knot.”

I opened my eyes when she moaned my name.

“Aspen,” she cried out, and a groan escaped my throat.

Her irises were wide as she floated in Omega heaven. The dazed look on her face, a mixture of extreme pleasure and satisfaction, had me riding her fast and dirty, my hips swinging in time with hers. We were one at that moment. When my cock swelled, I pushed her a little further, burying myself completely into her.

“I love the way you take me, how tightly your pussy hugs my cock, so pretty and sweet as you do it. Fuck, I’m going to love rutting you over and over.” I fucked her until I felt her walls contract, sucking at me.

My little Omega was coming.

Lost in her, I sat up on my haunches, my hands gripping her bottom as I plunged brutally inside of her.

“More Aspen, now. Give me more,” she pleaded, clutching at my hands while I tilted her hips to give her exactly what she wanted, thrusting as deep as I could go. This was what an Alpha was supposed to have with his mate, his Omega. This was what she would bring into our lives.

I let myself go, and the climax inside us both burst. She screamed, shuddering beneath me, while I paused, pulsing so hard, my head spun. Spilling my seed into her, I pumped my hips while my cock started to engorge, to push against her inner walls.

My shaft pumped into her, filling her, and she thrashed from her own orgasm, a small growl falling from her lips.

Her pussy milked more of my seed until I was certain my balls were empty, yet I felt another orgasm explode, and the process started again. Shuddering, my eyes rolled up, and I roared. She would be sticky with my seed for days.

“Mine,” I growled under my breath. “You are all mine.”

When she settled down, her eyes flew wider.

“Something feels odd.”

“Is it good?”

She nodded. “Yes, but it feels so huge, as if I might burst from how hard it’s stretching me.”

Listening to her, I still pumped cum into her. My fully swollen cock, stuck in her, left me in awe of how breathtaking she was.

“I’ve knotted inside you, Trinity. Does it hurt?”

“No, but I can feel how big you’ve grown.”

“You’re going to take every last drop of my seed like a good Omega, aren’t you?”

She blinked at me, dazed and startled.

I stroked her hair and shifted us to our sides, then lifted her to straddle me on the seat.

Her eyelids flickered, bringing bright blue eyes filled with both fear and bliss.

“There’s nothing to fear. You won’t fall pregnant just yet if that worries you, but once your heat arrives, you won’t know what hit you. You’ll be demanding I put a baby in you.” I laughed while she stared at me, utterly shocked.

As those words left my lips, her body tensed. I seemed to have a habit of scaring her.

“I-I’m not ready to have a baby. In fact, I don’t think I can do this.”

Drawing her close, I embraced her as her small form cradled against my chest and kissed the top of her head.

“Everything will be alright, you’ll see.”

I held her, not sure how to break it to her that most Omegas got pregnant on their heat because, with knotting, there was no pull-out method or condom since it would overspill with how much cum Alphas produce. A few birth controls were available on the market for Omegas, but from what I’d heard, most didn’t work, and the Omega’s primal instinct rejected them.

For the moment, I held her, well aware I had to get up soon with her in my arms to slowly steer the balloon down to a landing spot. We’d be alone and wait for my knot to go down.

She breathed heavily, and when I glanced down at my little one, she’d fallen asleep.

“Rest, little Omega. You’re going to need it.”