Crave To Conquer (Myth of Omega, #1)(24)

"Drocco," Torin said. "Focus."

Drocco turned to him and blinked. What the hell had they been talking about?

"Eight more days for the barrier at least," Torin reminded him.

Drocco exhaled in frustration. "I can't remember how long the Haze lasts."

Torin nodded. "It is typically a week and a half, according to the reports, but it can depend on a lot of factors, like her diet and her general health. If this is the first time that she has been around any Alphas, I don't know how that may affect her. It could last longer, it could be shorter."

"So basically, you don't fucking know," Drocco snapped. "How long has she been in it so far?"

"Four days."

Four days out of a possible week and a half. So that left potentially…

Cailyn was turning around and sitting against the barrier, her back to him. Drocco frowned. That would not do.

"Drocco," Torin sighed.

Drocco growled at him. Torin needed to get the fuck out. The man was distracting him from his Omega.

"Will the barrier last longer than her Haze or not," he asked. "That's all I want to know, Torin. Can you tell me that, yes or no?"

Torin's gray gaze turned to steel. "You are the expert on Omegas," he said, his voice hard. "You told me to focus on my training and not study them, or spend my time concerned about their cycles or their Hazes or their breeding patterns. You learned all of that. So you need to focus and be the one to tell me if her Haze will last as long as the barrier. The barrier will end in eight days. If her Haze is typical, it will end in seven days. I cannot tell you if it’s typical."

"Get out," Drocco ordered, as he headed towards the barrier to find a way for Cailyn to turn around. Torin couldn’t tell him what he needed to know. Drocco would simply have to wait and see.

That evening, Drocco pushed a jug of water at the barrier and watched as it penetrated and slid over to the other side. So the crafters were right. Cailyn sipped from it now and then but didn’t seem to be eager to have it. She was more taken by the fact that Drocco was near the barrier.

Drocco began pushing through basins of soapy warm water, food, and other liquids she needed. She washed and sipped and nibbled, but Drocco got the feeling it was practiced behavior. He stopped trying to get her to take down the barrier. She simply hadn’t been trained to listen to an Alpha during her Haze. In a way, it was encouraging. It suggested she hadn’t been with an Alpha before. No real Alpha would allow an Omega to remain focused on her own needs during her Haze, and not listen to him. He joined her masturbation, both of them watching the other pleasure themselves, both desiring the other through the glistening magic keeping them apart.

***

After a few days, Cailyn began to sleep a lot more than normal. Drocco noticed subtle changes in her behavior. She seemed more restless, not happy to simply lie around with her fingers in her pussy anymore. She also seemed to be noticing her surroundings more. She pushed out basins with dirty water and bowls of stale food, while looking around the room curiously, not just focused on Drocco.

It put him on edge. The barrier remained strong and if she was coming out of her Haze, she could potentially disappear through a portal.

At Torin’s insistence, he had eaten a small plate of food each day from the day the Talent-crafters came, but he suspended all non-urgent visits to the room and began to focus all of his attention on everything she did. There were moments where she seemed unhappy, only to be taken over by the need to pleasure herself again. However, within two days, he noticed that the barrier seemed less solid than before. When he placed his hand on it, it gave under pressure. It was weakening. He issued an order for no one to enter, even Torin. He wanted no distractions and no chances for anything to go wrong. If the barrier weakened, he needed to be ready in case she tried to make use of the Talent. Clearly, she was very skilled and, although the Talent was not known for its combat uses, nothing would surprise him.

The day after he issued the order, the barrier began to shimmer. Drocco got up and stood next to it, watching and waiting. Cailyn lay asleep on the floor. She looked absolutely exhausted and Drocco clung to the hope that she would stay unconscious until the barrier dissolved.

The barrier glowed brighter and then completely disappeared.

A powerful wave of her magnificent scent slammed into Drocco, expanding to fill the entire room. It seemed to penetrate him and all thought left his mind, as his cock hardened even further.

He stood over the sleeping Omega and crouched down to her. Her dress, drenched in her own sweat, slick, and come, had managed to stay around her torso. Her hair was an absolute shaggy mess, tangled up and matted, but she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

He ran his hands over her body, relishing the feel of her soft, smooth skin. He hooked his hand underneath her knees and spread her open, reaching in to feel that delicate, soft slit he had only ever seen through the barrier. It was dripping wet, an abundance of slick and come coating her entrance. He fumbled with his pants, releasing his hard cock that seemed bigger than he had ever felt it.

He pulled her toward him and lined himself up, rubbing the tip of his cock against her soft skin.

She moaned and fidgeted before her eyes fluttered open. He loomed over her, noticing her eyes weren't as gold as they were the day before. He pressed into her but couldn’t get far. He pulled out slightly and pressed back in, a groan rumbling in his throat at how tight she was. She was coming out of her Haze and yet still opened her legs wider for him and whined as he pushed even further in.