Runaway Omega
Chapter 154 - - 154 Regretful Actions

Chapter 154: Chapter - 154 Regretful Actions

Santiago’s Point Of View

"Ngh... M-Master... Hurts... S-So hot..."

I woke up as I felt Synnahmen trembling and groaning. I could feel him pressed against my back, and he was burning up. The air in my room was completely saturated in the scent of his milk and honey pheromones.

I turned over and noticed that he was still asleep, clenching his fists tightly, and gritting his teeth.

"Syn? Wake up, Syn."

He didn’t open his eyes at all. They were squeezed shut, with tears streaming down his cheek and nose.

"I-I’m sorry... Master... please forgive... me... I’ll be good... I swear..." He murmured, breathlessly.

"Syn. It’s time to wake up now. C’mon, love. It’s just a nightmare..." I said, shaking his shoulder.

"I-I don’t... want to go... back in that room... please don’t make me... please..."

That breathless plea snapped something inside me, and my anger flared. I pulled him in close to me, and flooded him with my own pheromones.

His body tensed up all at once, and then his eyes slowly fluttered open. I heaved a deep sigh of relief. His pale green eyes looked up at me, unfocused.

"M-Master?"

"Yes. It’s me. Are you okay?"

"Waaah! M-Master... I-I’m not strong enough... I lied... I can’t do this!" Synnahmen cried, hysterically.

I was so caught off guard, I didn’t even know where to begin helping him.

"Shhh... It’s okay, its okay. Use your words. What’s wrong? Are you hurt? What happened?" I began asking questions in a panic.

"You’re going to get mad at me again... B-But I just... I’m going to die! Please don’t hate me Master! Don’t send me away!"

I was now even more confused than when this all began. I had no idea what was happening anymore.

’When had I been mad at him?’

At this point, I couldn’t even be sure that he was even seeing me and not some other Master that he had had in the past.

"Breathe, Syn. What are you talking about? I’m not mad at you, and I won’t send you away. Just tell me what’s happening to you... Why are you burning up like this?"

"M-Master... it’s not enough... I need sex..." He sobbed, softly.

I finally understood how we had gotten here. The problem was that, I was now even more sure that he wouldn’t be able to handle it.

After all, what the body wants, and what the mind can accept were two different things.

"Look Syn–"

"No! Please don’t tell me no Master... it’s really too much... do you hate me?"

"It’s not like that sweetie. Do you remember what I said at the hotel? The short answer is yes, your Master is a giant perv. But you aren’t mentally prepared for any of that right now. I have only had basic "vanilla" sex one time, in my entire life. And that was with you at the hotel that day... just be patient with me, Synnahmen... Please..." I said, rubbing his back to calm him down.

There was no telling how he would react to the assortment of things that I had and that I wanted to do to him. My own thoughts terrified me, his sensuality was second to none. I couldn’t tell him, but there were spots in my memory from our time at the hotel. I couldn’t remember most of it. I could do nothing but apologize repeatedly when he woke up. Even more so, when he groaned about how sore his body was and that he couldn’t move.

The one memory I still retained, was the look of terror on his face that had slowly morphed to resigned worry. I didn’t want to do that to him again. I didn’t want him to feel that way again. I just knew I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

"Then... will you do something else for me?" Syn asked, nervously.

"What is it?"

"Mate with me..." He said, softly.

"Huh?"

’Uhm... That escalated too quickly...’

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Gaibe’s Point Of View

I was in a great mood. I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I had been in such a mood. Kaleb had turned out to be ten times more adorable in the sack. He was easily embarrassed by the smallest things. Everytime I said his name, his hole would quiver around me.

Anytime I talked sexually to him, his face would go beet red, and his hole would clench around my cock so tightly it was almost maddening.

Just thinking about it all again, and smelling him on my skin was so good, I immediately got an erection again in the shower. Unfortunately, Kaleb was absolutely tired, I could tell by the lack of strength he had in his arms. His pheromones were still strong, but his body needed rest.

With no other choice, I decided to deal with it while I was still in the shower. It was simple really, and in the process I would flood his bathroom with my pheromones instead.

’Haaah... His eyes were a sight to behold though... Shiiiit... it feels like I’m already smitten...’

After I finished relieving myself and washing up, it dawned on me that I had left Kaleb alone. I didn’t want him thinking about unnecessary things, or worse, he was trapped in the throes of another nightmare.

I quickly got out and dried off, then wrapped a towel around my waist. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I froze. Many things ran through my head in a split second.

1.) I wish I had brought spare clothes.

2.) I wish I would have listened in before walking out.

3.) Is this bad luck, or recompense?

4.) Ferdinand, I hope you get punched in the nose, on top of stubbing your toe on all your furniture!

5.) Grovel? Or prostrate?

’Haaah... I’m so fucking dead...’

"Gaibe! Seriously? Kaleb, why didn’t you just tell me his name, dummy! Gaibe is a good guy. I trust him. Not only that, but he knows what would happen if he ever hurt you, so it’s fine." Tristan said with a smile.

But that smile was terrifying, because his eyes were burning with rage and concern. I couldn’t even move from my spot. Not just that, but he just totally threatened me nonchalantly.

"Sylvester?"

I flinched at the mention of his mate’s name, when the man was nowhere to be seen.

"Yes?" Came Sylvester’s voice from beyond the door.

"Could you make sure Gaibe gets some clothes, and have Mrs. Kristi bring an additional meal to Kaleb’s room as well. Please." Tristan said.

"Sure thing, I’m on it... What about the idiots?" Sylvester asked.

"Ferdinand and Bellamy are to go to Ferdinand’s room, and wait." He said, angrily.

"Roger that. Sit tight, I’ll be right back." Sylvester said, before his retreating footsteps were heard.

"You shouldn’t punish Ferdinand and Bellamy too much." Kaleb said.

"Shut up! You don’t get to defend them. You have no idea what the coming days are going to be like. But you would have, had you just talked to me. I don’t care that you didn’t want to spend the night alone. I was too much of a coward to do anything like that." Tristan said, fury burning.

"Wha? What do you mean? You’re not mad at me for having company, you’re mad that I didn’t consult you first? Why the hell would I need to!?" Kaleb yelled.

"Gaibe, please come and have a seat." Tristan said, not looking at me at all.

I immediately did as he said, and sat down on the bed beside Kaleb, while Tristan faced us in a chair.

"Gaibe, tell me something. Did Kaleb have any flashbacks, or paralyzing memories last night?" Tristan asked.

"Don’t answer that!" Kaleb glared angrily.

"I’ll take that as a yes. Those memories and flashbacks will only get worse. I’m telling you this for your own good, Kaleb. You’re an adult now, you can do as you please brother. That doesn’t mean I won’t still worry about you. If Gaibe plans to help you through this, then he needs to know everything." Tristan said, grabbing Kaleb’s face.

"You talk too much! Just leave it alone. Don’t you have hot make up sex to have? Leave. And go deal with your own Alphas." Kaleb yelled.

"Gaibe, as you can see my brother can never say what he really wants. Please take good care of my idiot brother. He’s an asshole, but he’s my favorite little brother... I used to think he just hated me... but now I see he just has a terrible way of saying what he wants." Tristan said, kissing Kaleb’s face all over.

Kaleb had been momentarily stunned from the moment Tristan had called him his favorite. He stared at Tristan unblinking.

"Well... he’s a pretty vocal kid in my opinion. And snarky as hell. He’ll be fine. I’m sure of it." I said.

"Ugh! You guys are so damn embarrassing. Just leave already!" Kaleb said.

"Hey Tristan, I brought clothes for Gaibe. Mrs. Kristi will bring them food in 30 minutes, and the idiots are detained." Sylvester called from the door.

"Gaibe. If I can give you one piece of advice. Know that the memories will get worse, they could also become nightmares. Just keep his mind distracted when that happens, and use your pheromones to snap him out of it." Tristan said, standing up and heading for the door.

He turned back at us and smiled darkly.

"Please stay for as long as you want. We’ll talk later, okay Gaibe?" He smirked before walking out.

’I’m so dead...’