Runaway Omega
Chapter 127 - - 127 Servicing The Omegas (Part 5)

Chapter 127: Chapter - 127 Servicing The Omegas (Part 5)

Lyukhe’s Point Of View

These boys were like tiny forces of nature. I had never had sex with two Omegas at the same time, much less four. I was definitely in way over my head.

’I mean, C’mon... I only have one cock!’

I heaved a weary sigh and climbed into bed with Wahrryn in my arms. The others followed closely behind, snuggling up to me and Wahrryn.

"Master...?" Maihsson murmured.

"I know. I know. I definitely said you can have a kiss, so C’mere." I said taking him by the chin.

I gave him a kiss and pushed my tongue into his mouth to taste him more. He was sweet, like a fresh banana off the bushel. It was drool worthy for sure.

Once I broke from the kiss, Maihsson looked at me stunned and breathless. Wahrryn looked jealous, and the others looked hungry. There was an ominous and dangerous feeling in the air. Oddly enough, I didn’t hate it. In fact, it excited me.

"You didn’t kiss me like that..." Wahrryn said, pouting.

"Yeah, Master! How is that fair? Are you already playing favorites!?" Jehssope whined.

"No, I’m not. I’m sorry, jeez. You guys are too much. I’m just one guy. A few minutes ago, you all looked like you weren’t that interested in me. Now, it’s like I’ve fallen into a den of hungry wolves." I chuckled.

I had to laugh to hide my nervousness. These boys seemed to be getting hungrier by the minute. I seriously wasn’t sure how to handle them all.

"Can you kiss me like that?" Wahrryn said, sheepishly.

"Yeah, okay." I said with a nervous chuckle.

Instead of allowing me to come to him, he rose up and pounced on me, all on his own. With the blindsided attack, he successfully tackled me to the bed in an instant.

He started out with so much force and confidence, but something seemed to click inside him that haulted his bold behavior, and he hesitated just before pressing his lips to mine.

I let out a soft chuckle and closed the distance between us, as his cheeks grew a rosy pink hue. He was embarrassed.

I gripped the back of his head so he couldn’t run away, and deepened the kiss. He let out a soft groan as his pheromones began to grow stronger.

Once I released him and took a deep breath, I realized it wasn’t just his pheromones getting stronger. The room was beginning to smell like a cornucopia of tropical fruit, and my body responded immediately. The scents of fresh citrus, bananas, pineapples, and mangos began to permeate the room completely.

"Mmm... Master, you smell really good..." Maihsson said, breathlessly.

"Haha... That’s my line. It smells like I’m on a beach with tropical fruits surrounding me." I laughed.

"Wahrryn... You better go first. I don’t think he’ll stay sane if you don’t." Mahxim said, looking worried.

I wasn’t given extensive details on the Omegas created in the facility. In our haste to rescue the captured Omegas, I just said I’d read the files we stole after it was all settled. I was beginning to regret that decision.

"Could you guys briefly tell me the downsides of your genome that you know?" I asked no one in particular.

"Well each generation is different. Me and Jehssope are part of the 7th generation. They call us Gen Vereh. From what I understand, we can go up to 48 hours without sex before making Alphas go into a mindless rut, but after 24 hours our bodies become impossible to handle. We usually get fevers and chills. We can’t eat or sleep, and crave release more and more with each passing hour. But as for Maihsson and Wahrryn..." Mahxim said, trailing off.

"Our pheromones send Alphas into mindless ruts after 24 hours. The more you breathe in our pheromones, the faster you will lose control. We are part of the 10th generation. Known as Gen Roehen." Maihsson said.

"What about the side effects for you, personally?" I asked, worried that these boys were just putting on brave faces.

"They are the same. However by the 30th hour, our pheromones become increasingly stronger... so the stronger the Alpha, the faster they succumb to them..." Maihsson replied.

’So they really are putting on brave faces...’

"Master... How come you haven’t lost your mind yet? Aren’t you a Dominant Alpha?" Wahrryn asked.

"Yeah, I’m a Hyper-Dominant Alpha. But I’m guessing it has something to do with the inhibitor I took a few hours ago. It was pretty damn strong, now that I think about it..." I replied.

Bellamy’s inhibitor was the stuff of legends, and I was extremely grateful that I had taken it when I did. I would have no doubt gone into a mindless rut while breathing in their pheromones. I wasn’t sure how long the inhibitor would work but it helped me have a decent conversation with them first, so I couldn’t be anything but grateful.

"Master...?" Wahrryn whined, while laying on my chest.

"Okay. That’s enough talking I suppose. I should help you out now, right?" I asked, running a hand through his hair.

He nodded in reply and wrapped his arms around me again. Now that I knew they were suffering in silence, I couldn’t just keep ignoring the problem at hand.

’Dear Gods... Give me the strength to get through this...’

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Jehssope’s Point Of View

My body was beginning to tremble slightly. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was past my 24 hour limit, or because I was excited, but I was curious to find out.

Being in that facility ensured a few things. We would never know comfort, we could always please our Masters, and that we would know nothing about having gentle sex.

So when an extremely handsome Hyper-Dominant Alpha agreed to help us out, I definitely didn’t want to be left out.

We knew he had taken an immediate liking to Wahrryn when we ran into his team –as we were trying to escape the facility– but we didn’t want to be separated, and we definitely didn’t want to be paired with some random Alpha jerk who would absolutely lose their mind while being under the effects of our pheromones.

Mr. Lyukhe was the better and safer option. It was a bit worrisome that he didn’t want to be called Master. For us, that felt more comfortable and reassuring than anything else, and it also meant that he would take care of us.

"Do you want a kiss too, Jehssope? Mahxim?" Lyukhe asked.

"No, but I’ll prepare Wahrryn for you, though. I really don’t want you to lose your mind like his previous Master was prone to do..." Mahxim said.

He seemed to know something that wasn’t being said, but judging from all the scars on Wahrryn’s body, it was probably for the best that he didn’t say what he was thinking.

"I can do it, it’s fine." Lyukhe said, looking confused.

"No really, it’s fine. I’ll do it. After all, there are other places you can put your hands, no?" Mahxim chuckled.

That statement stopped Lyukhe in his tracks. Then, he glanced around the room with a mischievous grin. It was like he was realizing that we wouldn’t be sitting back and watching. We had all been trained in the art of serving our Masters, and only a select few Omegas in that entire facility ever serviced the Masters alone.

The upside was that we were usually always placed in the same group, so we were pretty comfortable around the Omegas that we knew. The downside was that the reasons for being summoned were always vague and rife with depravity.

Mahxim and I had been chosen together frequently, so we became fast friends. Maihsson was my only roommate after the other two Omegas were sold off. The same was true for Mahxim and Wahrryn, as well.

Maihsson was never a favorite of the Masters, but he was the favorite Guinea Pig for the doctors. They would run all manner of tests on him, so he quickly developed a fear of his body and men in general.

So it was no surprise to me, that he had immediately wanted to latch onto the first Alpha to ever show him a bit of kindness. Since he was always belittled and abused by the doctors, I could tell he was nervous now, but something told me that the Alpha in front of us was a decent man. Even if he had a perverted air about him.

Mahxim immediately got to work preparing Wahrryn, and I gave Maihsson a light kiss on the forehead to reassure him.

"Maihsson, come here. I’ll prepare you too. You can go second, okay?" I said, beckoning him to my side.

He nodded in agreement and crawled towards me slowly. I knew that if he didn’t go second, his pheromones were sure to trigger Lyukhe.

"You guys are a little too proficient in this. I don’t know if I should be relieved, or extremely pissed off..." Lyukhe chuckled.

"Do you... Ngh... Hate it?... Hngh..." Wahrryn asked, fearfully.

"Nah. That’s not it. It’s just a different experience for me, that’s all... Don’t worry about it. It’s clear that you guys had a rough life, and I’m sorry that that is the case. But if you want, I’ll make sure your lives and lifestyles are better, going forward. But only if you want that. I told you before when we met, I have a friend who owns a facility where he educates the Omegas and helps them get respectable jobs once they come of age and want to live on their own. That’s still an option for you guys." He said, running his hands through Wahrryn’s hair and across the multitude of scars on his back.

"I don’t want to go...Ugh... to another facility... that idea terrifies me... Hngh... the most... Ngh... I want you to be my Master... Uhm... Mmm... Uhh... Will you please be my Master, Mr. Lyukhe?" Maihsson asked, as I began to insert a second and then a third finger inside of him.

"Yeah, it’s fine. I’ll be your Master. But we will definitely have to have a long discussion about it later... When your brains aren’t so corrupted by your sexual arousal. What about the rest of you?" Lyukhe asked.

"I want you... Ugh... to be my Master... Hngh... Too... AH! Okay, Mahxim... enough... I-I’m at my... Limit..." Wahrryn groaned.

"I go where Wahrryn goes. So I don’t really have a choice... But, from what I can tell you aren’t a bad person, even if you have a weird perverted air about you... I don’t hate it... It just makes me curious..." Mahxim said.

"I’m more or less the same as Mahxim. I go where Maihsson goes. Like Wahrryn, he’s had a harder life than most, inside that facility. So if he trusts you enough to want to stay by your side, then I will do the same. I also don’t mind you being my Master. You seem plenty capable..." I said.

"How old are you guys, anyway?" Lyukhe asked, as he repositioned Wahrryn on top of him, then slowly entered him with a throaty groan.

"I’m 20, and Maihsson just turned 17." I said.

"I’m 21. And Wahrryn just turned 16, about two months ago." Mahxim said.

This information made Lyukhe stop dead in his tracks. He looked up at Wahrryn with sad and remorseful eyes. Wahrryn however, clearly wasn’t concerned with the man’s inner turmoil. He forcefully plopped down onto Lyukhe, completing their connection instantly.

"Ah! You’re... S-So... F-Freakishly big... M-Master... Fuck...!" Wahrrynmoaned loudly, as his hands trembled atop Lyukhe’s chest.

"I have many questions for each of you... But it doesn’t seem like I’m going to get the chance to ask them just yet... Jehssope, Mahxim... I’ll prepare the both of you, since you’ve been so helpful. And as for you, Maihsson. You can sit on my face. Is that acceptable?" Lyukhe asked with a sly grin.

’Ahh... I was right... he really is a frikkin pervert...’