The Only Exception Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

The Only Exception Ch. 07

... room, following the rotten scent until I found the culprit. A bottle of pills that smelled like death.

My omega smelled like death?! What the actual fuck!!!

"What did you take omega?" I roared angrily, trying my best to hide my sudden irrational terror over that small, deplorable bottle of pills.

The boy shook and gagged in response and moments later the contents of his stomach splashed across my feet as an offering of submission. I spotted the pill immediately and sighed with relief. It was still intact. No harm done.

"That's my good boy," I praised as I wove my fingers through his silky, soft strands of hair, hoping to stave off some of his mortification.

I tugged his head back so that my omega would finally look up at me but once he did I found that I could not look away. His eyes were so captivating! I had always thought that blue suited him but now it was if I were looking at them with fresh eyes. They glowed bright as if they were made up of sapphires or some other precious gem. Though the color itself seemed to shift between: a slate pale, that almost looked like grey clouds against a rainy sky, to the cerulean of a tranquil day, to the aquamarine of a clear crystal sea, to the indigo of the windy mountains. There was a whole world living within the swirling pools of color that I'd never been able to appreciate before. I'd never seen eyes quite like them. His gaze anchored me to the earth and in that moment he became the center of my universe. He became ...

... my gravity.

"I'm sorry Sir," Benny whispered, breaking the intimate moment.

The boy turned his head away as he blushed with shame but I wasn't done looking at him. I'd never seen someone more gorgeous in my entire life.

"Do not look away from me omega!" I couldn't help but command and I felt immensely pleased with him when he obeyed. He was such a good boy. Always so good for me.

Praise him, an old familiar voice whispered in my mind.

"You so look beautiful," I told him, wishing I could think of a better word to convey how utterly breathtaking I found him to be.

I let go of his hair and ran my hand down the side of his face, ignoring the sick that smeared across my fingers. It didn't matter. Nothing could take away from the fact that he was perfect and he was mine. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in his wet, heady scent. He smelt divine. I could feel a dull ache in my jaw begin to form as saliva pooled around my newly formed fangs, making my mouth water.

Eventually my brain registered that my omega wasn't as happy as I was. He was distressed and distracted by the mess he'd made. Entirely unable to enjoy being the object of my adoration. Well. We couldn't have that. I quickly got to cleaning him up and placed him safely in our nest before taking care of myself. The second I disappeared back into the bathroom my omega let out a wretched yelp followed by a series of quavering whimpers. His scent changed to that of a sweet ocean breeze on a warm ...