Runaway Omega
Chapter 152 - - 152 Under Pressure

Chapter 152: Chapter - 152 Under Pressure

Kaleb’s Point Of View

I didn’t understand why it all happened so abruptly, or why I was salivating so much. The intense need to satisfy this Alpha hit me out of nowhere, and his pheromones seemed to be answering mine and spurring me on.

His scent was mouth-watering. I couldn’t even name the smell because I honestly didn’t know. It was like a mix between a woodsy manly smell. I couldn’t get enough of it.

"Hey, uhm Kaleb? Let’s not jump off the cliff just yet... Okay?" Gaibe said nervously.

I found it amazing that his body could tremble with excitement, but his mouth could stil resist. I decided to stop listening to his mouth, and obey his body instead.

"Hey... Your eyes are really bright... Are you even listening to me?" Gaibe asked.

I wasn’t. Not even a little bit. His voice became like white noise the moment his cock began to leak precum.

Fed up with resisting, I dipped down and took him into my mouth. I groaned deep in my throat. He tasted as good as he smelled. Gaibe had gone ramrod stiff the moment I put him in my mouth, and now he was finally quiet.

I was trying to enjoy the moment, and trying to please Gaibe at the same time. But those damn memories... my damn ’training’... it just wouldn’t leave me alone.

"Ugh! Fuck... You are a problem Kaleb... why does this feel so damn amazing!?" Gaibe moaned, putting a hand in my hair.

Unfortunately for me, that triggered the memories I wanted to keep buried, even more.

<’Ah... Kaleb... You’re better than your brothers. Your mouth feels incredible!’>

My eyes snapped open and I looked up at the man before me, hoping beyond hope that it was still Gaibe. I withdrew him from my lips with a sigh.

Even though the director was dead, he was still haunting me... It wasn’t fair...

’How the hell did Tristan overcome this so easily?! This is bullshit! Dead men should stay fucking dead!’

"Kaleb? Are you okay? You’re trembling terribly, and you look like you’re going to be sick... tell me what’s wrong, please?" Gaibe said, pulling me into his arms.

How could I say anything? How could I tell this man that my past trauma won’t let me enjoy the present? I was beginning to realize why Delcain would scream throughout the night during his heat cycles. There’s no way the unwanted memories didn’t resurface for him too.

"I told you, we can take it slow, okay? I’ll lead, and you tell me when it’s too much. How’s that sound?" He asked, sincerely.

I shook my head. It wouldn’t matter who led, the memories would come unbidden no matter what I did. It was annoying.

"Terrible memories... they won’t leave me alone..." I murmured.

"Oho? You lookin down on me kid? You think I don’t know how to bypass trauma? Hahaha! Like I said. I’ll lead. You just enjoy this Alphas compassionate magnanimity." He said with a wink.

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Gaibe’s Point Of View

Something had snapped him out of his trance, the moment I started talking. Some old memory had come up to bite him in the ass. I didn’t want to rush things because I was worried something like this would happen.

Luckily for me, it seemed that it happened when the pleasure was one sided. If his previous words were anything to go by, and Bellamy’s warning was a clue, then these kids were trained to please an Alpha without breaking their chastity. Which was a heartbreaking reality in and of itself.

But I would do my damnedest to help him, because he was too good of a kid to not to. I pulled him closer to me and kissed his forehead. Kaleb looked up at me, shocked and confused.

"Oho? Have you never had anyone dote on you before?" I asked with a smirk.

I knew the answer anyway, so there was no need for him to reply.

"You said I could be the good guy later, right? You should know that I’m always the good guy... I just have naughty tendencies..." I said, kissing his face all over, before running my tongue across his lips.

"You’re actually a pervert, aren’t you?" Kaleb asked with a sigh.

I couldn’t help but laugh. Seriously, this kid was so damn interesting.

"Meh... Depends on your definition of a pervert." I shrugged.

I ran one hand down his back and the other down his arm, all the while not giving him a moment to think, as I forcefully claimed his lips as well.

One thing I knew for sure was that if he didn’t have a moment to think, then the memories couldn’t bother him. I couldn’t help but smirk. Maybe the kid was right, I’m a total pervert.

I slipped my hand into his pants and cupped his ass. He let out a sharp gasp of surprise into my mouth. The strong overwhelming smell of his pheromones was weighing down on me like an unseen hand. He was absolutely mouth-watering, and I had to admit I was a bit scared of what I could potentially do if I gave into the pressure.

"Do you... trust me?" I asked, as I repeatedly kissed his lips.

"Hngh... I give you... permission to... do whatever... you want..." Kaleb said, panting heavily.

His eyes were glowing so beautifully, like a pair of perfect gems. He stared up at me clearly unsure of what to do or say. And even though he gave me permission, he didn’t actually say that he trusted me. That fact didn’t escape my notice, either.

I nodded, and slowly pushed a finger inside of him. He shuddered in my arms, and let out a breathless moan. I kissed him deeply as I inserted a second finger. Then, I slid my other hand into the front of his pants, and gripped his cock.

"Aah! S-So good..." He groaned into my mouth.

He grabbed onto my shirt tightly, and put his face into the crook of my neck. I shuddered as his hot breath hit my neck, and his pheromones flared incredibly stronger.

"You like that, huh?" I chuckled.

He nodded, but he didn’t need to. His body was trembling uncontrollably, and he was subtly licking my throat. I decided to push in a third finger and began to gently thrust them inside him, while simultaneously spreading him further.

I began to stroke his cock faster and fervently played with the head of his cock as well. Kaleb unconsciously bit my throat, and I let out a deep guttural growl.

’Ah... This kid is going to be the death of me... What the fuck even was that!?’

"G-Gaibe... I’m... Going t-to cum..." He groaned, as he shuddered harder.

"You can cum as much as you want, okay?" I replied.

I could feel him clenching up around my fingers so tightly, it made my own cock twitch in response. I wanted to feel him more, I wanted to taste him more. And I knew these were dangerous thoughts to have.

"Aah! I-I’m... cumming! Hngh...!" Kaleb exclaimed, before sinking his teeth deep into my throat.

True to his word, his hole clenched around me tighter, as he began to ejaculate up my chest. His pheromones were now overwhelmingly oppressive, and I could feel my heart rate speed up to an unbearably painful degree.

As he sank his teeth into my throat, I felt something deep inside me snap. It felt like time had slowed and my movements became stilted.

I removed my hands from him, and savored his cum on my hand. Then, I unceremoniously yanked his shirt over his head and off his body. I kissed my way up his chest and to his lips, as I began to remove his pants as well.

He began to remove my shirt as well, after I had successfully removed his pants. His breathing had become ragged and his eyes seemed to illuminate the entire room. I pushed my pants down to my thighs, then spread Kaleb’s thighs before me.

"Huff... Huff... Huff... I-I’m scared, Gaibe..." He moaned, softly.

"I know. It’s fine. You can be afraid. I don’t mind..." I said in a voice that I barely recognized.

I was beyond reason. I could feel it. Short of a bullet lodging into my chest, I was not stopping. So, I understood if he was afraid.

I licked my way up his chest and throat, before stopping at his lips and kissing him deeply. While he was distracted, I entered him immediately.

"AAAH! OH GOD!" Kaleb exclaimed, as he dug his nails into my back.

The euphoric pain only spurred me on more. I began to slam into him relentlessly, as he writhed beneath me. The scorching tightness of his hole was enrapturing. His scent, his taste, his tightness, it was all incredibly addicting.

I put the three fingers that I had previously inserted into him, into his mouth, and he immediately began to suck them in earnest. The sensations of him sucking me in more than one place was earth-shattering.

"Haaah... I don’t think I’ll ever be satisfied..." I growled into his ear.

It was then that I noticed a syringe with a yellow label on his bedside table.

’Hmm? Maybe a suppressant?’