Chapter 73: Bram Durand
Rhydian;
"What... what are you doing?" I question as he takes his hands to the band of my pants and starts unknotting it.
He sits on his calves with his ears turned downward a bit as if he fears my rejection.
"Please, Alpha. We... We have to do something tonight, otherwise, Alpha Liandria will..." He begins, and I gulp.
"You don’t have to touch me. Just let me do this at least. That... That way I can tell her we made a little progress..." He adds, and my heart starts pounding.
I watch, frozen in horror as he reaches into my pants.
I... I shouldn’t let this happen. This... This shouldn’t be happening. But...
Fuck, my mind is blank. What do I do?!
If I send him out, Mom might hurt him, and I can’t tell him to lie to her that we did something when in truth we actually didn’t...
A violent shiver attacks me when he gets off his calves and, without warning, swallows my length into his mouth.
I try to jerk away from him, but he wraps his arms around my waist to keep me from moving.
"Hey. Wait. Stop..." I begin as I try to move him off me, but instead, he starts wrapping and moving his tongue around my flaccid dick.
"Bram..." I try to stop him, but his scent thickens. That suffocating, cloying scent... like rotting honey. Revulsion like nothing I’ve ever felt before floods my system as this scent fills my nostrils, and I feel uneasy sweat break out all over my body.
"Just give me a few seconds... You’ll be hard in no time..." He says, and I take the opportunity to grab his chin and lift his face.
"Get off me." I wran, and his lips part as tears instantly fill his eyes.
"Please don’t do this..." He whispers, and I blink at him.
"She’ll hurt me..." He adds as a tear drop escapes his eyes.
"I don’t need you to touch me or anything. Just... please, Alpha Rhydian. I don’t want to get tortured again..." He begs, and my chest tightens.
I stare at him in silence before sighing in frustration.
"Fine. But... this is as far as it’ll go." I reply as I look away from him, and he exclaims in excitement.
"Thank you..." He whispers, and I shut my eyes as I feel him take my length back into his mouth.
He begins to work his tongue and fingers up and down my length, but the more his scent thickens... the more the touches me... the sicker to my stomach I feel.
I gag as I feel disgust pool in my system, and his scent doesn’t help matters.
"Bram..." I croak as I battle to hold down the burn I feel travelling up my throat.
"St.. stop for a second..." I whisper as another violent gag shakes me, but he doesn’t stop.
"For fuck’s sake, stop..." I don’t get to complete the sentence before I’m forced to throw my head aside, and a merciless wave of disgust escapes me in the form of vomit.
I kick him away from me as I throw up, and just then, the door to my room swings open.
I look up and freeze when I see Elian in the doorway. He takes one look around the room, and fury floods his eyes as his gaze settles back on me.
"It... It’s not what you think." I force out, but he ignores me as he shuts the door behind him and turns his attention to Bram, who is still half naked and on the floor.
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Elián;
I barge into Rhydian’s room without knocking because, to be frank, I don’t intend to have any courtesy now. I’m pretty sure his father didn’t send him here so he can knock up some filthy Alpha his mother threw into his lap.
I’m his omega. If anything, he’s supposed to be pining over me. Not some slut Alpha.
Immediately the door opens, the two men in the room look up at me, and I take a second to understand the sight before me.
Rhydian is sitting at the edge of his bed, with his dick out!! And on the floor right in front of him is some pesky blonde guy with some medieval excuse of a thong.
Why.. does he look.. Familiar??
Before I can see his face, he turns back to Rhydian and starts moving towards him.
"It... It’s not what you think." Rhydian says as he holds out a hand to me, but I don’t have his time right now.
My eyes dart to the rat on the floor that’s trying to hold onto Rhydian’s leg.
"Get your filthy hands off him!" I scold with my hands trembling in fury and disbelief as I slam the door shut behind me.
I march over to the guy and grab him by the hair.
With every ounce of strength I can muster, I yank him away from Rhydian and stand between him and Rhydian.
I feel Rhydian standing behind me, and he tries to speak as he shoves his dick back into his pants.
"Elian..." He begins, but I turn to him in annoyance.
"You stay out of this. A few minutes ago, you recited an entire sonnet about how you want us to start afresh, and now you’re here getting a blow job from some tramp!?" I scold, and a familiar voice cuts me off.
"I’m not a tramp!"
My head snaps around in shock, and as I finally get clear visuals of the guy’s face, every single thing inside of me stops working.
Bram!?
What... What the fuck is he doing here?!
My mind immediately rushes back to that night when he exposed me to my parents.
That night when he showed them our chats and exposed my secret to them all because of his useless girlfriend.
This is Bram. The reason I became homeless. The reason I was on that bridge at the time of that accident. The reason I’m currently in this mess.
The fucking backstabber I called a best friend.
Bram Durand!!