39 : Trust [ R18 ]

Sitting at the table opposite Arnold, Flore was listening to the alpha telling him in detail the story behind his injured lip and the bruise on his cheekbone.

Flore was still in heat. But very early this morning, Arnold had gone to take medicine for him and run errands to support him during his heat week.

When Arnold asked to speak to him, the omega immediately got scared.

He was afraid that Arnold had finally discovered his secret.

Flore was actually a recessive Omega. He had always known he was an omega, but in truth, it was the incident with Hassan that had made him a real omega.

Before that, Flore was only an omega in name. Without heat and without pheromones. Arnold insisted that he had recognized Flore by his scent but Flore had never confided his doubts to him.

It was also thanks to Arnold that Flore had known that they were really destined mates.

Flore had always liked Arnold's smell and even now he wanted to make the scent of the alpha, a perfume that he could take with him anywhere.

Last night, Flore had been disappointed that Arnold didn't go until the end during their sexy time. But part of him was rather flattered that the alpha wanted to take care of him.

" - Do… do you love her ?" Flore asked after the alpha finished his story.

Arnold studied Flore's shifty gaze and his nervous fingers playing with the orange's skin he should eat.

" - I... just wanted to make Hassan suffer. I could never forgive him. And I could not forgive myself even less. So, when Aurore seduced me, I saw an opportunity to take revenge. I promise you I don't feel anything for her. The person I love..."

He got up and took place on the chair next to Flore.

" - The person I love spends their days calling me a jerk, a brainless alpha, and an idiot. The person I'm in love with likes to throw stuff at me and sulks all the time. He... is downright cute and very sexy when he gets out of the shower. The person I love is a little omega who tried to kill me yesterday but kissed me this morning while I was sleeping. Or rather was pretending to sleep, "Arnold said with a chuckle.

Flore was as red as a tomato. His cheeks were on fire and his heart was pounding to the point that he was having trouble breathing.

Head down, he nudged Arnold on the shoulder.

" - If you were awake, you should have told me," he said shyly.

"- And missing a morning kiss from you? Hell no!"

Flore pouted and Arnold burst out laughing.

The alpha turned the rotating stool towards him, forcing the omega to face him.

" - I'll tell you everything. I won't lie to you and as promised, I'll accept everything from you. So...for one last time, trust me."

Flore nodded. Arnold smiled at him, relieved.

" - I... I kind of want to kiss you right now.." Arnold said as he was eyeing Flore's lips.

Eyes scrutinizing the alpha, Flore hesitated for a few seconds before his pride got the best of him. And he answered :

" - I don't want to"

He got up and ran towards his room to hide himself. Arnold just chuckled, knowing that Flore was just shy. If the omega hated the idea, he wouldn't settle with mere words, he would actually beat the shit out of Arnold.

The next two hours, Arnold was working without turning his phone on. He couldn't. He knew full well that Aurore was harassing him with messages and phone call. Just thinking about it was bringing headaches to Arnold.

Aurore was too much into her dreams. She was persuaded that the dominant alpha was in love with her when in truth he had never show her love in any kind.

However, Arnold knew he had to take matters into his own hands. He wasn't going to meet the girl personally. If he did, she might get the wrong idea again. Also, Arnold didn't want to hurt Flore or leave him. Although the omega eventually opened up to him, the three-month condition was still on. That didn't mean that after those months, Flore wouldn't return to serving other men in the SS Club.

Arnold wasn't going to criticize the omegas working there. The society did not give them

choice and compared to other places, Gisèle was really taking care of her employees.

Arnold remembered the only conversation he had had with Silas' omega. The boy was too pure to work there but he remembered the omega telling him that some omegas didn't really sell their bodies, just their talents like massaging, singing, dancing or even their beauty.

When the boy was living in Silas' house, Arnold didn't go there. He knew Silas had a screw loose in his head just because he wanted to please his family.

Moreover, Arnold couldn't stand omegas. Flore was the only exception. He wasn't going to lie and say he didn't date omegas before, he did but he didn't sleep with them. Their pheromones were disgusting compared to Flore. Destined mate pheromones were trully powerful.

Before he met Flore, it was easy for Arnold to date anyone he wanted. But after Flore he couldn't even get it up with omegas. So he had to settle for betas or alphas.

Now that he was thinking about it, he was really a jerk.

Arnold suffered a lot from Flore's disappearance. Everytime he thought he was better, Flore's images from his university days would come back to him with so much emotions that he was going crazy.

He couldn't accept that Flore was his weakness but he did at some point.

And now, with Flore living with him, he knew he was ready for anything for the omega. He was a dog for Flore, a mere man without power, he was just a man in love in front of Flore.

Arnold was taken from his thoughts when he smell Flore's pheromones.

He turned his head to see the omega standing down the stairs, cheeks flushed, only with a large shirt covering his sweaty body. He was panting, eyes hazy, as if he wasn't there.

Flore wasn't really there. The heat was stronger than before.

Arnold put down his papers and stood up to join the Omega.

He cupped the boy's cheeks, who nuzzled on his cool palms with a small purr.

" - You're burning..." Arnold noticed. " Does it hurt ?"

Flore nodded. His buttocks was so wet and his hard penis was hurting him. But now that he could smell Arnold's scent, he felt better in a way.

" - Did you take your suppressants ?" Arnold asked in a soft tone.

Flore nodded again.

" - I want to do what we did last night," Flore said as he gripped Arnold's shirt.

" - Though it's a really tempting invitation, you're not yourself..."

Flore was about to retaliate and insistate, but Arnold pulled him carefully in his arms.

" - Let's just cuddle,"

Flore frowned. That wasn't what his body wanted. He couldn't say anything else. He wanted to feel Arnold and he wanted to feel the man now.

He slide his hand on Arnold front, and he blushed with anticipation when he felt the bulge. Arnold was so calm that he thought the man didn't feel anything for him, in this state.

Arnold sighed, feeling embarrassed. Flore's pheromones were making him hot. He was burning inside and his cock was throbbing desperately.

" - Let's have sex," Flore stated.

He was about to open Arnold's pant fly when the alpha grabbed him and threw him over his shoulder.

Flore let out a small cry more like a moan.

Arnold brought him back in his bedroom. He put Flore on the bed and lie down next to the boy.

Flore in his arms, he nuzzled on his neck as he was kissing the sensitive skin of the omega.

They were in a spoon position. Arnold behind and Flore in front. Flore's back was glued to Arnold's stomach. He was squirming because he wanted to face the alpha.

He was going to swear at the man when he felt the kisses on his neck and a large hand caressing his thigh. Flore let out small moans, eyes closed as he was savouring Arnold's soft lips on his skin.

Arnold turned Flore's face towards him and asked him again :

" - I want to kiss you. Can I ?"

Flore nodded and Arnold didn't wait to capture Flore's lips.

They kissed passionately. Flore was drowning in Arnold's hot kiss and each of his moans were swallowed by the man.

Flore shivered when Arnold cupped his dick and started to pump him slowly then faster and harder.

Flore was moaning without restrain.

" - Anh... Nngh... Aaah ! Aah !"

When he finally came, Arnold waited for him to calm down as he admired the omega's trembling body and his nipples perked up through the shirt.

When Flore's orgasm was down, Arnold repeated the same moves. Wrapping his big hand aroung the throbbing and dripping small dick, pumping it as Flore was chanting his name in moans, and making the boy come deliciously until he was too tired and fell asleep…

Arnold gazed at Flore's serene face. He wiped a bead of sweat with his thumb that ran down the omega's temple.

Today, he got a little closer to Flore. He hoped that one day the omega would be able to trust him completely.