CamillaThe pain that seized my stomach and leg was extremely intense. I felt the sharp, shooting pain, and the weight of carrying an alpha baby was taking its toll on my Omega body.I was breathing really loudly and clenched the bed sheets tightly as I writhed from side to side, trying to find a position that would ease the discomfort."Please, my baby, you need to help mommy carry you," I begged, wondering what kind of danger I had gotten myself into.As if the baby was playing pranks on me, the pain intensified, causing me to let out a soft whimper. I was afraid, and I couldn't wait for this baby to be out.Grandma Zora said that from the second trimester, the pain would be reduced, and I just had to endure the physical agony."Oh no," I whimpered and closed my eyes, trying to focus on something other than the pain, but it wasn't working.There was a faint knock on the door when the pain in my stomach was so unbearable that I was crying. I mustered all my strength to slowly crawl t
Camilla“Your friend, Lisa, is really something,” I said to George with good humor and relaxed into the comfortable sofa while chuckling with happy memories. After work, George took me to cake oasis, a small, family owned bakery that was recently transformed by the owner's daughter who created a whimsical looking sitting space for patrons.“Her face was camera-worthy,” I said, with a mouth full of laughter. “I mean, I don't get why she doesn't like me. I told you she didn't the first time we went to her house but you kept defending her. Gosh, I've never felt so happier.”The warm and sweet aroma of freshly baked goods floated over us as we talked. A small child ran past carrying a plate of cookies, giggling at his own childish joy.George looked distracted. He wasn't fully present in the conversation and I wondered why. He was still wearing his uniform from work—white shirt, grey pants and his coat. I waved a hand on his face after taking a sip of my creamy milkshake and he blinked,
The rain pattered against the windows, and I leaned back in my chair, disinterested in the news. Zeke lay down beside me with his fingers lacing against his belly.Grandma and Camilla were seated at the other end of the living room, and I kept stealing glances at them.Her reluctance to marry George was all my fault, and I felt like I had done something wrong. My chest tightened with guilt.Those stolen kisses had confused her, and even though I didn't feel any regrets nor did I feel sorry for George, I was concerned about Camilla.Grandma was telling her something, and she was shaking her head. Camilla gave her a vacant look, and Grandma pulled her close.Zeke had a bemused smile and sat up. "What have you done to her? You've totally fucked with her mind, haven't you?"I ignored Zeke and rubbed the back of my neck, knowing that he found this situation amusing, but he continued talking."I don't get why you're pretending you're clearly into her. The other day I caught you locking lips
Traffic these days was crazy and frustrating. I was on my way to the studio, but when I went to the bus station, I was told that the other bridge was under construction, which made an influx of cars flood our side of town.I should have just used the train.I tried listening to music, but I was too anxious to arrive at the studio. I was running late and needed to meet the producer before 10:00 a.m. I didn't want him to think I was lazy.I was 15 minutes late when I arrived and hoped that Paul would not be angry.When I got to the reception, Paul wasn't even in the studio, and I was told to wait. It was amusing; I wondered why I was bothering myself and rushing, considering he was the one who was running behind schedule.I sat in the corner, bouncing on my toes and sneaking glances at the doorway. I hadn't seen any sign of Lisa and secretly hoped she wouldn't come around today. She didn't like me or want my progress, and her constant criticism and disrespect were not what I needed toda
Gritty sand stuck to our bodies, and I enjoyed the coconut water and, most especially, Ziah's company. He made me feel worthy and cherished.His hands traced the contours of my body, and his pupils were fathomless and filled with desire."I want you to break things off with George."He hushed out the words, and if the beach had not been quiet, I would have missed them.Pretending not to have heard, I kept sipping my drink. A raging beast of need was in his eyes, and he ran his fingers up my side."Did you hear what I said? I want you to break up with George. He's not the right guy for you."I sat up slowly, acting closed off and pretending not to give a damn about his opinion.Even though I didn't love George, it didn't mean that I should listen to Ziah."I can't do that," I said firmly.A flash of annoyance crossed his face. Then it disappeared, and he stared blankly at me."Why not?" he asked, keeping his tone gentle.I picked up rigid seashells and rubbed them between my finger and
The drive to George's house was tense. His mother's hatred was a storm, and it was eating at my guts. Before we left the house, Grandma Zora stood solidly behind me, saying that George went too far and that, as a doctor, he knew the consequences of his actions. “He has been sad for days,” his mother said, her steely-gray eyes not leaving me. “The poor boy fell in love. Unfortunately, the love has not been reciprocated. I don't blame him. I blame the girl who rejected his proposal despite carrying another man's pregnancy.”“Laura, you promised not to bring this up,” Grandma warned her. “She never forced herself on your boy, so please try to respect yourself and respect her. Don't forget the authority I have to stop George from coming near her.”She mumbled under her breath, and we drove to George's house. It was a duplex with large rooms, and the inside was warm and cozy. My stomach turned when we headed upstairs to his room. He was awake, staring blankly at a large flat-screen TV th
GeorgeCamilla's eyes widened in horror as she stared at the goo on my semi-hard dick. Her mouth was agape and her words of apology froze on her lips like someone who'd forgotten to breathe.I clenched my jaw and bit my lip to suppress a swear word. Disgust and nausea made me feel sick. I scrunched up my nose and tried to step back, but the unpleasantness was stuck to me, making escape impossible. She fucking puked on my cock, and now I felt like yanking the thing off. With a shudder, I refused to look at the offensive sight."I... I'll get a towel," Camilla stuttered, quickly scrambling to her feet and hurrying towards the bathroom.“Hurry. Fuck.”My voice was hoarse with suppressed rage. She nodded without hesitation and returned, holding a towel. Her hands were shaky, and she dropped it in front of my crotch."Oh my goodness, I'm so, so sorry,” Camilla's apology tumbled out as she cleaned up the mess. "I swear, it was an accident. I didn't mean to do it.”She looked so embarrassed
ZiahThe silence in the house was deafening, it felt like a heavy emptiness that echoed through every room. My heart felt just as hollow, like something was missing, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. It was like I was searching for something, but I didn't know what I was looking for, or maybe I just didn't want to admit it to myself.I was stuck in a funk, waiting for Vespa's return after five long days away with Kai. But instead of excitement, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Camilla.Camilla…Even the mere mention of her name turned me on. I couldn't shake her off, no matter how hard I tried. I let out a frustrated sigh and gazed out the window, watching the trees sway in the breeze. It was like my heart had a mind of its own, stubbornly fixated on someone who wasn't even meant to be mine. I wondered if Camilla had cast some sort of spell on me - how else could I explain this crazy, all-consuming attraction? It defied all logic, especially since I already had