Runaway Omega
Chapter 211 - – 190 ‐A Suspicious Feeling

Chapter 211: Chapter – 190 ‐A Suspicious Feeling

Sylvester’s Point Of View

’Ugh... What the hell is happening to me?’

I was trying to sleep, but my body was incredibly restless. I didn’t understand why that was the case at all. Even though today was the most hectic day that we’d had in quite a while, ever since the strange happenings had started within our Duhtchies. I wasn’t exactly too concerned about the upcoming confrontation coming for us.

I was concerned for the safety of my mate and the kids, to be sure. However, it didn’t matter because I was thoroughly excited to eliminate all those who threatened their safety, no matter what.

*Knock...Knock...Knock...*

"Whaaat?!" I groaned, as I turned over to face my door.

"Something is wrong... Am I the only one feeling this shit?" Bellamy asked, walking into my room.

"No, my body is fuckin restless as hell... But Tristan isn’t in any danger, from what I can tell... So I don’t understand what the hell it means..." I replied, looking him over.

He didn’t seem like he was as restless as me, but then again, Bellamy had always been really good at suppressing his insecurities and emotions. So there was really no telling how much he was actually feeling at the moment.

"For me, I’m not exactly restless... It’s more like an insatiable hunger is bubbling up in my throat... And I can assure you, that it’s not for food..." Bellamy sighed, taking a seat in my reclining chair.

I looked up at him with a start. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that it had been quite a long time since the last time I’d had sex with Tristan.

Due to the chaotic bullshit happening throughout my Duhtchy, I had been extremely busy lately trying to deal with all the problems that were popping up.

I had been traveling to and from my Duhtchy much more frequently in the last few months, and in doing so, I had unintentionally become chaste in the process.

"Fuck... How long has it even been?" I mumbled to myself.

"Pfft! The real question is, how could you ever forget?" Bellamy replied with an exasperated sigh.

I stared at him quizzically, trying to figure out what he meant, and then it hit me.

’Of course! Frikkin Halloween night! Holy shit...’

"Oh, yeah... What a crazy fucking night that was..." I chuckled.

"Agreed..." Bellamy replied with a smirk.

The underlings had turned their entire guest house into a Halloween Play Zone. The first floor had been where the food and refreshments were, along with the party music and rest areas.

The second floor had been turned into a simulated neighborhood. This allowed the kids to go knocking door-to-door, and get candy from the guys playing their part.

The third floor had been transformed into a massive haunted house. Courtesy of Sable and her twisted personality, of course. It was quite the spectacle.

With the all kids in one place, and all of our subordinates littered throughout the building, it had been the best distraction we could’ve ever hoped for.

With that knowledge in mind, Tristan had decided to have his own fun instead. He had seized the opportunity with both hands, and didn’t waste a single second given to him by the impromptu daycare.

’Who knew that a devil could be so damn sexy?’

"I am curious to know how we feel like this, and meanwhile, I don’t detect Tristan having any reaction to it at all. To be honest, it’s incredibly frustrating and wholly unreasonable..." Bellamy said, pulling me from my nostalgic musing.

If I was being honest, I was pretty curious myself. It felt downright unnatural that our bodies were basically going through withdrawal, while Tristan seemed to be completely unphased by everything.

To add to my current torturous cruelty, I was now sporting a damn erection, that was steadily becoming more painful by the minute.

"Ugh!... What the fuck!?" Bellamy groaned breathlessly, as he doubled over grabbing his groin.

My body unconsciously curled into itself as I felt ridiculously strong, and relentless torrents of pleasure begin to rip through me like a massive tidal wave.

It was an extremely profound stimulation, and it felt like I was about to ejaculate without any assistance whatsoever.

"Ugh... Well, he’s definitely feeling it now. This is maddening!" Bellamy said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, fuck this! I need answers..." I said, rolling off my bed and lumbering to my feet.

"And just what the hell are you going to do?" Bellamy asked, a sheen of cold sweat now glistening across his eyebrows.

"What kinda stupid question is that? I’m going straight to the source to get them, obviously..." I retorted dryly.

"I can’t imagine that ending well for you... It’s Monday, Y’Know?"

"Ha! The way I’m feeling right now, I wish Ferdinand would try to stop me. If nothing else, I at least want to make sure that this won’t continue through the morning. I’ve got shit to do, damn it." I growled, stumbling over to my door.

"Haah... Fuck my life..." Bellamy sighed wearily, as he slowly stood as well.

I left my room behind and headed to Ferdinand’s, as fast as my legs could carry me. I honestly wanted to make sure that this wouldn’t continue, but I wasn’t going to refuse the chance to be inside my mate either.

’Why should Ferdinand have all the fun? We’ve all been in the same boat for months now. Being forced to ejaculate without even actually having sex, absolutely frikkin sucks, and we all know it!’

After Tristan’s first Mating Cycle, we had learned some unfortunate truths about the completion of our Mating, and the Bond we all shared. It was as if Tristan’s genes were cursing us, and damning him.

The biggest drawback of completely mating with Tristan was that no matter who’s having sex with Tristan, we would all experience the lustful pleasure and arousal of the entire exchange.

What’s more, if Tristan loses himself to his carnality during said exchange, we all climax when he does, no exceptions. It didn’t matter where we were, or what we were doing. Once he became ravenously hungry, there was no going back.

When I was standing in front of Ferdinand’s door, I inhaled deeply, then immediately flinched. I couldn’t believe the scents coming from his room.

"Well, it looks like Cole beat us to it... I think...?" Bellamy sighed wearily, when he finally caught up to me.

’Well then, why should we be the only ones left out?’