Runaway Omega Chapter 152 - - 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 out of nowhere, and his pheromones seed to be answering mine and spurring on.

His scent was mouth-watering. I couldn’t even na the sll because I honestly didn’t know. It was like a mix between a woodsy manly sll. 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 excitent, 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 ?" Gaibe asked.

I wasn’t. Not even a little bit. His voice beca like white noise the mont 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 slled. Gaibe had gone ramrod stiff the mont I put him in my mouth, and now he was finally quiet.

I was trying to enjoy the mont, and trying to please Gaibe at the sa ti. But those damn mories... my damn ’training’... it just wouldn’t leave 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 , that triggered the mories I wanted to keep buried, even more.

My eyes snapped open and I looked up at the man before , 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 ... It wasn’t fair...

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

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

How could I say anything? How could I tell this man that my past trauma won’t let 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 mories didn’t resurface for him too.

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

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

"Terrible mories... they won’t leave alone..." I murmured.

"Oho? You lookin down on 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

Sothing had snapped him out of his trance, the mont I started talking. So old mory had co up to bite him in the ass. I didn’t want to rush things because I was worried sothing like this would happen.

Luckily for , it seed 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 and kissed his forehead. Kaleb looked up at , 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.

"h... 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 mont to think, as I forcefully claid his lips as well.

One thing I knew for sure was that if he didn’t have a mont to think, then the mories 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 sll of his pheromones was weighing down on 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 ?" 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 clearly unsure of what to do or say. And even though he gave permission, he didn’t actually say that he trusted . 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 ... 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 exclaid, before sinking his teeth deep into my throat.

True to his word, his hole clenched around 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 sothing deep inside snap. It felt like ti had slowed and my movents beca 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 beco ragged and his eyes seed to illuminate the entire room. I pushed my pants down to my thighs, then spread Kaleb’s thighs before .

"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 imdiately.

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

The euphoric pain only spurred on more. I began to slam into him relentlessly, as he writhed beneath . 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 imdiately began to suck them in earnest. The sensations of him sucking 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?’