Runaway Omega
Chapter 212 - – 191 - A Bonded Sensation

Chapter 212: Chapter – 191 - A Bonded Sensation

Ferdinand’s Point Of View

Tristan’s pheromones were becoming extremely oppressive the longer Cole was in my room. Tristan didn’t appear to be struggling very much, aside from his labored breathing and occasional trembling.

It felt more like his body was becoming agitated, or that he was on edge. The only noticeable effect that this sudden phenomenon was having on me, was the uncomfortable erection that I was now currently sporting. My cock was throbbing painfully, and the strength of each pulse felt like it was increasing steadily.

Cole however, couldn’t even pull himself up from the floor. He was on his knees, trembling uncontrollably, with his fists clenched tightly, clearly trying to maintain some sort of control.

"Yeah... I’m not even sure how to begin to help? Is the problem with you? Or with Cole? Most importantly, what would be the fastest way to resolve it?" I asked, bemused.

I couldn’t deny that I wanted to indulge Tristan, I would do whatever was necessary to ease his suffering. However, if the problem was actually originating from within Cole, then we needed to deal with him first.

"Sylvester! I know you’re out there. Get your ass in here!" Tristan yelled, taking me by surprise.

I had been so focused on the problem in front of me that was ’Cole and Tristan,’ that I hadn’t even sensed Sylvester nearby at all. Once I completely focused on our Bond, I could sense that Bellamy was with Sylvester as well.

If it had been anyone else in that moment, I wouldn’t have known until they broke down the door. That realization made me shiver.

At Tristan’s command, both Sylvester and Bellamy slowly trudged inside my room looking around warily. I was curious about what Tristan had going on in his mind. After he said he didn’t want to take us all on at once, I couldn’t imagine him going back on his stance now.

"Syl... Something’s wrong with you too, no?" Tristan asked, surprising me once more.

"Uhm... Not sure. I feel restless as hell. Like my body and mind aren’t in sync with each other at all..." Sylvester replied.

Now that we were so close in proximity, I could feel that Sylvester was deeply perturbed. As if he was mere moments away from jumping out of his skin. I was quite confounded when I realized that I wasn’t experiencing anything similar to what they were. It made me somewhat anxious as well.

"Bellamy?" Tristan inquired, looking him over quizzically.

"Ah... I’m not sure I could put it into words for you... I just have a deep, deep, hunger.... For you..." Bellamy replied confidently, not a trace of panic or worry in his eyes.

"Ugh..." Cole groaned, collapsing completely onto the floor. Evidently overwhelmed by the pressure of our collective desires.

"Sylvester, bring Cole to me..." Tristan sighed.

He didn’t look exasperated or tired anymore. Now he looked investigational, as if he were trying out a hypothesis he had been pondering this whole time.

As soon as Sylvester had one of Cole’s arms around his shoulders, he groaned deeply and visibly shuddered. He took one staggering step after another, until finally reaching my bed.

Cole looked up at me, his eyes swirling with a mixture of emotions and yearning. If I was being completely honest, his eyes were ridiculously captivating, and practically hypnotic.

"D-Don’t..." Cole said gruffly, as he looked me directly in the eye.

"Haha. You asked for my help, did you not? It’s clear to me now that you, are the actual problem." I chuckled, taking Cole by the chin.

"I hate when you get like this, Ferdinand..." Cole groaned weakly.

I couldn’t help but chuckle again as I pulled him in and claimed his lips. His body immediately went slack in Sylvester’s hold. Sylvester and I released Cole simultaneously, and he collapsed onto the bed with a soft grunt.

I helped him up onto the bed completely, and looked over at Tristan. He had watched the whole ordeal with scrutinizing eyes. I couldn’t be sure what he was thinking, but I knew for a fact that he was becoming eager and deeply lascivious.

Ever since the night in the hotel in Demhongade, I had noticed that my body had become deeply in tuned with Sylvester, Bellamy, and Cole’s, when it came to sexual encounters. I experienced a deep sexual satisfaction whenever I did anything sensual with any of them.

I felt complete satisfaction whenever I was intimate with Tristan. However, engaging in sensual activities with the others, took the edge off considerably.

During Tristan’s pregnancy, I had experimented with the other 3 Alphas to determine all of the aspects of my newly acquired Mated quirk.

Needless to say, Cole didn’t like how much I enjoyed carrying out said assessments. I could only assume that his antipathy stemmed from the fact that he now felt our collective arousal on a much deeper level, ever since our Mated Bond was completed.

"Cole, if you cum... Do you think that that would lessen your discomfort?" Tristan asked, sliding a hand into Cole’s pajama pants.

"Whatever the answer is, I think we should start with Cole either way." Sylvester said, positioning Cole beside Tristan.

"I’m curious to know why only Cole is being affected so intensely. Is it because he’s basically the rallying point of our collective desires and emotions?" Bellamy asked quizzically, as he sat beside me on the bed.

"That’s what Ferdinand hypothesized as well. There’s only one way to fix it, and I’m well past the point of speculating any more. No need to prolonge his suffering any more." Tristan said, as he began to straddle Cole’s waist.

He looked over at me, his eyes awash with a mixture of conflicting emotions. I took his chin into my hand and pulled him in for a kiss as well.

I knew that he was feeling apologetic about servicing Cole before me, even though it was a Monday. However, I honestly wasn’t bothered about the way things were shaping up.

I was more curious than jealous, and I had no more reservations about being intimate with the other Alphas. So I wanted to do whatever I could to assuage Tristan’s worries and concerns.

"You are free to do as you please. After all, I have no shortage of useful distractions." I chuckled, once I released him from our kiss.

"Should I–"

"If you’re not up to it, don’t push yourself. My only concern is your well-being, and peace of mind." I said, cutting Tristan off.

He would no doubt choose fairness over his own wishes, and I wasn’t desperate for that kind of attention.

"You say that but– Aah!"

Tristan couldn’t finish his protests, because Cole had evidently reached his limits of patience. He thrust his hips upwards, and forced the entirety of his cock into Tristan in one go.

Tristan gripped Cole’s shoulders, his body trembling as he tried to catch his bearings.

The moment their bodies were fully connected, a strange sensation washed over me. As I looked over the other Alphas in the room, I knew that I wasn’t the only one.

"Ugh... What the hell was that?" Bellamy asked with a groan.

’Looks like we still have much to learn about the Bond we share...’