Runaway Omega
Chapter 75 - - 75 The Final Night (Part 1)

Chapter 75: Chapter - 75 The Final Night (Part 1)

Sylvester’s Point Of View

"Tristan...? Are you okay?" Ferdinand asked.

"Ngh... N-No... This sucks..." He groaned.

It was getting increasingly harder to just be near him. I wasn’t sure if he knew it or not, but his pheromones were downright outrageous. I had meant it as a joke when his body began to tremble in the clinic, but by the time we got back to Ferdinand’s room his body had seemingly detonated. It really felt like his body was trying to end the mating cycle with a bang.

"Call me crazy but, I think his pheromones are getting stronger by the minute..." Cole said, breathing heavily.

"No you’re right. They are oppressive as hell right now, and they seem to be escalating..." Bellamy said breathlessly.

"What would you like us to do, Tristan?" I asked.

It was clear what his body wanted, but as we learned over the past week, what his body wanted wasn’t always what he wanted. He was currently curled up on the bed, trembling and sweating furiously. He looked up at me, and I felt my body go ramrod stiff in an instant.

"Make it... stop... Do whatever... you want..." He groaned.

After that declaration, he let out a small moan, and his pheromones flared even harder than before. Everyone sucked in a sharp breath and froze. It was indeed like his body was making a last ditch effort to get him pregnant. I could feel my sanity slipping, rapidly.

Bellamy climbed off the bed and opened the box on Ferdinand’s bedside table. He froze and let out a mumbled curse.

"Fuck...

I need you to be patient just a bit longer, okay Tristan?" Bellamy said, heading towards the door.

"Ugh... J-Just... hurry..." He groaned.

"How about a shower or a bath, Tristan?" Cole asked.

"Hngh... O-Okay..." He replied, looking helpless.

"Can you stand?" Ferdinand asked.

"N-No..." He groaned softly.

"Then a bath it is..." I said, heading to the bathroom with Ferdinand in tow.

"I’m worried about tonight, y’know..." I murmured, grabbing a Lavender bath bomb and jasmine scented oil jar from the cabinet above the toilet.

"Yeah... just being near him is hard to handle. Everything in me wants to ravage him completely." Ferdinand sighed.

It was a shocking confession, considering how calm he seemed to be now, and before when he was holding Tristan. It made me curious about something else, that also worried me to no end.

"You make up your mind yet?" I asked Ferdinand, as he started running the bath water.

"About what?" He asked, seemingly confused.

"You know... About taking Tristan to Demhongade..." I sighed.

"You know as well as I do, that he’s safer with us... why even bring it up?" He replied with a glare.

"I mean... I know that, but I also know that the meetings can last for hours... I’m worried about him being in a room full of Hyper-Dominant Alphas, some of which might I add, hate your friggin guts..." I replied with my own glare, as I handed over the bath bomb and oil.

"Well, if there was another choice I would take it, but there isn’t. So all we can do is work on ways to keep him safe. With Meyhymn tagging along, I’m less concerned. And Bennhayzin gave us his word that he would help if need be. Also, Dyah is no slouch either. If it gets to be too much, we can always leave. The letter said we were required to come, it did not say we were obligated to stay the whole time. Tristan comes first, always." Ferdinand said, adding the bath bomb and scented oil to the water, before turning off the faucet.

He turned on the jets, and grabbed two towels off a shelf. He then grabbed a bathrobe off one of the many golden hooks on the wall. Once he had everything he needed, he set it all down on the hassock beside the tub, and made his way back out towards his room, without another word.

Ferdinand seemed to have a level head about all of this, but during this mating cycle, Ferdinand’s emotions and physical state had been forced upon the rest of us everyday. So I knew he was just as worried as I was.

I walked out of the bathroom and Bellamy handed me a suppressant. I immediately injected it into my right thigh, then threw the syringe into the trash. Ferdinand injected himself as well, before picking Tristan up to carry him to the bathroom.

"Did you give him a contraceptive already Bel?" Ferdinand asked.

"Yeah..." He replied.

"Uhm... there is a problem..." Cole said, his panic clearly rising.

I noticed it as well, and Ferdinand froze in his stride to the bathroom.

"Yeah... the suppressants..." I groaned.

"They aren’t working..." Ferdinand finished.

Tristan’s pheromones were at least 10 times stronger than they had been all week. I could feel my pulse throbbing in my cock, and I knew I couldn’t be the only one.

"Tristan... I’m not sure we will be able to control ourselves this time..." Ferdinand said, woefully.

"It’s... fine... I can’t really... put up any resistance... anyway." He replied, tears in his eyes.

Ferdinand gave a dutiful nod and continued on to the bathroom. I headed to my room to get clothes for me and Tristan, while Cole headed to his room as well. I quickly found pajamas for me, and a matching set for Tristan.

Even at this distance, I could feel Tristan’s arousal ramping up. It made my pulse speed up, and my body thrum with anticipatory excitement. I leaned against my closet doorframe trying to calm down.

As I took deep breaths, my vision began to swim. It was then I realized that there was only one way that my body was going to calm the hell down.

After securing the outfits, and failing to steel my nerves. I grabbed a towel for myself, and made my way back across the hall, to Ferdinand’s room. I laid out our outfits on a chair and walked into the bathroom.

As I walked into the bathroom, the smell of the bath bomb and oil, was completely overwritten by Tristan’s pheromones. For the first time since being mated to Tristan, I was afraid of myself.

I was afraid of my lust for him, and I was absolutely terrified of what I could do to him. The very quiddity of my being wanted to completely consume his everything, and it was becoming harder and harder for me to resist it.

"I-It’s okay... Sylvester... I already know... the real you... I still love you... all the same..." Tristan said, looking my direction.

He could no doubt feel my fear, worry, concern, and arousal for him coalescing inside me. However, the look in his eyes promised the complete and utter ruination of my soul.

’Haaah... I’m so... incredibly... Fucked...’

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Tristan’s Point Of View

Ferdinand had gently placed me in the tub, then he and Bellamy began to undress. I could feel my pheromones growing stronger by the minute. The upsurge was like a countdown timer to my emanate eruption of sexual desire.

As Ferdinand and Bellamy climbed into the tub with me, Sylvester walked into the bathroom. Once he took in a deep breath, his eyes began to pulse concomitantly with the palpitations of his mark. I could immediately feel his fear and arousal for me, fiercely.

"I-It’s okay... Sylvester... I already know... the real you... I still love you... all the same..." I said, with a calmness I certainly didn’t feel.

I knew I had to do something to alleviate his worries. I was quickly approaching my limit and I needed them to know that it was okay. I knew that even if they were to hurt me, it wasn’t intentional. My body was sending them into a catatonic state, and they couldn’t be blamed for it.

Sylvester slowly approached the tub, undressing at a slow and meticulous place. It seemed as if he was trying to calm himself down in the process. Cole soon joined us, and just like Sylvester, he quickly became consumed by my pheromones as well.

"Will you guys release your pheromones as well? I can feel that you guys are trying to hold back, but my head feels like it’s going to split open and my body won’t stop trembling." I groaned.

They complied and let out an ample amount of pheromones for me. All at once, I could feel my body settle down, and my arousal growing stronger.

Ferdinand began to wash me gingerly. He seemed to be restraining himself the most. His lust for me was almost palpable. Just being near him made my body thrum with excitement.

By the time he was finished, I had officially reached my limit. I noticed Bellamy reaching for the shampoo and conditioner, and I reached a shaky hand out towards him.

"Can we... skip that part... I-I’m... at my limit..." I said breathlessly.

"Yes. It’s okay..." He said, his eyes were also pulsing with his mark.

I turned to look up at Cole. He sucked in a sharp breath, and froze immediately. I could feel that they too were well past their limits, so I decided to let my most gentle Alpha choose.

"Cole...? Would you prefer we start here, or move to the bed?" I asked.

He swallowed dryly, and stared right back at me. I could tell the gears in his head were having a hard time forming coherent thoughts. After a moment of contemplation, he took a shuddering breath.

"T-The bed...? I don’t think... T-This will be a... cursory m-moment... for any of us..." He stammered.

"Yes... I agree..." I replied.

I looked up at Ferdinand and he nodded. He then gave me a deep and extremely passionate kiss. He slid his hand up into my hair and gripped it fiercely. Then, he stopped abruptly and yanked my head back. He looked into my eyes, and let out a deep, throaty, and pain filled groan.

Ferdinand picked me up out of the tub, and wrapped me up in a large towel. Then, he put a hooded bathrobe over me, and carried me out of the bathroom.

Cole, Bellamy, and Sylvester followed closely behind in an inequitable way, as if their bodies were moving instinctively.

The closer we got to the bed, the more lucent their eyes became. Their eyes promised a complete and lustful consumption, of my entire being.

The looks in their eyes triggered the detonator within me, and I became consumed with their lustful desire...