Page 34 of The Sad Omega

“Where is he?”

Irian gestured upstairs.

“He’s in his room. He won’t come out.”

I turned towards the hallway, intending to head straight to Isca’s room. Though we usually all slept together in my king bed, the old guestroom was officially Isca's room.

“Talius.” The tone of Irian’s voice froze me in place. “He’s terrified.”

“Has he said anything?”

“No. But his heats in his old pack weren’t exactly pleasant.” Neither of the omegas had told me much about Isca’s heats, though I thought they might have spoken about it between themselves. There was a pause, then Irian finished sadly, “He’s out of his mind, Talius. And he won’t let me comfort him. He needs you.”

I bounded up the stairs, down the hallway and paused outside Isca’s door.

There was no sound from within. I knocked. Nothing. Cautiously, I cracked open the door. The room was in darkness and pushing the door further, I stepped in. A tsunami of the combined scents offear and an omega’s heat hit me. My cock hardened, an involuntary response to the scent of Isca’s heat, but I pushed that to the back of my mind. I had enough control to avoid going into rut.

“Isca?” I called softly. There was a strangled sound from the corner of the room, but no reply. “Isca, I won’t hurt you. I’m going to turn the light on, okay?”

A whimper. I flicked the light on.

Isca was huddled against the wall, curled into a ball, arms wrapped around the knees he’d pulled up close to his chest. His head was tucked down into his knees, hiding.

“Isca. You’re in heat. It’ll be okay,” I told him soothingly, cautiously advancing, but stopping out of reach. I wasn’t sure why he was so distressed. At his age, he must have experienced a number of heats already. And though he was technically another’s mate, he needed relief and I could still help him if he consented.

This close to him, his scent was affecting me badly, my cock was rigid and painful in my pants and I felt light-headed. It took all my strength to resist the pull to go to him and make this right. Even from this distance I could see he was shaking.

“Isca, look at me,” I said, using my alpha voice. That was a mistake.

He raised his head. He was well in the throes of his heat; his cheeks were flushed, his pupils enormous, sweat beaded his forehead. He must have been suffering, and he should have been wanting sex, but there was no mistaking the abject terror and dread in his eyes.

“Let me help you,” I urged, “I can make it feel better.” Then with sudden insight into the cause of his fear, I added, “It doesn’t have to hurt. It can feel good.”

A shudder ran through his entire body. I’d hit the mark. His previous heats must have been a nightmare with Zarbius fucking him.

His body flushed and shuddered, and he whimpered.

“Please let me help you,” I begged him.

He didn’t reply but held my gaze. Pupils blown wide and biting his lips. Uncertain. Fearful. Unsure... Tempted.

“Would you like Irian to be here?” I asked, knowing how close he felt to him. He knew Irian would be upset if anyone hurt him. He didn’t fully trust me yet – I was an alpha after all, and his experiences with those had been terrible – but he trusted Irian.

He nodded.

Slowly I rose to my feet. He had the aspect of a hunted animal, and I didn’t want to frighten him any further. I backed away to the door and called out to Irian. Worried as he was, he wasn’t far away, and he came to the door immediately. I took his beloved face in my hands.

“My love, this is a hard thing to ask of you,” I began and hesitated. Irian turned his head to kiss my palm. “He’s afraid, but he’ll be less afraid if you’re with us. Would it be too much…”

I didn’t get to finish my question, because Irian rose up on his tiptoes and planted a kiss on my lips.

“To be present while you fuck him?” he finished for me. A sexy smile slid across his face. “It’s more than fine. I won’t be jealous. Honest. If it was someone else, yes, but not him. You know I care about him. And anyway... I think it would be hot, watching the two of you.”

I smiled then, because it occurred to me that once we got through the road bumps, the three of us could be in for an amazing time. A pained whimper from the room behind me dragged my attention back.

Taking Irian’s hand, I pulled him into the bedroom. Irian went straight over to the frightened omega, taking his face in his hands and murmuring something softly before kissing him tenderly on the lips. Then he went to sit in the chair in the far corner, from where he had a view over the entire room.

Isca still looked terrified, but this time he came willingly, though hesitantly, when I held out my hands to him. I pulled him against me and held him in my arms. Our bodies were touching head to toe, and a shudder went through him as he felt my hard dick pressing against him. His was hard and leaking also, but I knew that was the effect of his heat, and not any indication that he was anything but petrified.