We were both beginning to affect each other.
I wondered if he would be gentle or if he would use me just as hard as I feared. The alpha and omega pair that I had studied prior to this hadn’t known one another before it had all happened. They weren’t friends like Alix and me. I didn’t know if that would make a difference at all. I hoped it did. Maybe he would be gentler with me because of it? Maybe we’d be able to fight our urges for a much longer time than my captive alpha and omega pair had? Maybe we wouldn’t. Perhaps in the end, we’d all be the same.
Finally, when the wood pile seemed obscenely large, we stopped gathering and I sat down on a nearby fallen tree, while he began to build a fire.
It was already late afternoon. Only a few more hours of daylight left.
At that moment, I remembered the omega’s screams, an odd crescendo of pain and obvious pleasure. I’d never understood it, nor had I really tried to. At the time, it hadn’t been important, but now, it was becoming more and more so. I wished I had taken the time to ask her about it.
I studied Alix as he worked to build a fire in front of me. A warm fluttering in my belly began to develop as he moved, corded biceps flexing as he arranged one log on top of another. When he was done, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small lighter. He lit the straw-like kindling beneath the wood and in no time at all, it began to burn.
He was an attractive man. Protective and strong.
His hair shone in the sun, a dark chocolate decadence that I yearned to run my fingers through. His chin was lined with shadowy, thick stubble that left him looking rugged and tough. By the way his thin cotton t-shirt clung to his chest, I knew that he was extremely muscular, that he spent a lot of time in the company gym. Absentmindedly, I wondered what he’d look like naked.
The thought surprised me, and I struggled with how to handle such a foreign thing. Attraction was a thing of history back in Tharia. The suppressant was so strong that it inhibited all aspects of human desire. Things like dating, marriage, and temptation were things of the past. Most children were created in test tubes nowadays. Without the lure of dating and marriage, our population was able to focus on working to improve our community every day. It made things simpler.
Drawing in a deep breath, I tried to focus on something else, but it was useless. The more I tried to ignore him, the more I noticed him, the more he consumed my every thought.
What would his hands feel like when he forced me to kneel before him? When he made me spread my legs so that I could take his cock inside me? Would I open myself for him, so that I may take his knot deep between my thighs?
I shivered.
I wondered if I would like it. I wondered if I’d beg him for it.