Maxus was a strong alpha. He could do so much for their planet; the problem was he had to rule under his shadow.
“Don’t worry about me, Maxus. You have enough on your plate. Focus on the planet’s issues and leave me to deal with my issues.” Deltta walked to the desk.
Maxus shook his head. “Your heat is coming up. Please reconsider. I’ll find you an omega willing to be with you.”
Deltta laughed. “Are you going to command him to fuck me?”
“No. You underestimate yourself, brother. There are a lot of omegas who'd want to be with you. Open yourself to the idea of being with someone.”
“No,” Deltta said. He finished off his drink and poured himself another. Maxus stared at him.
“What am I going to do with you?” He asked impatiently.
“You don’t have to do anything. Let me handle this on my own. Dr Micha will send me the sedative. I’ll dose myself twice if I must. I’ll be fine,” Deltta said, returning to his recliner.
“If it doesn’t work out, we’re trying it my way.”
That won’t happen, Deltta thought, taking another sip of the spirit.
***
Four days later.
Fuck.
Deltta wished he could take his words back. Cock harder than steel, body trembling from need, he felt like he was coming out of his skin. He groaned, gasping for air.
He sat up in bed and reached for the sedative Dr Micha had sent. It was the last one. He was barely a day in, and he'd gone through the other three like they were nothing. His body burnt off the medication faster than he’d thought.
Dr Micha warned him.
Deltta had hoped that he was exaggerating. But it would seem he wasn't.
Please last, he silently begged as he pressed the needle into his skin. He lay back down and allowed the drug to drag him into oblivion. But he opened his eyes a few hours later.
He groaned irritably.
Desire burned through him, causing his cock to ache painfully. He stared down at the hard rod tenting the covers. He reached for it, wrapping his fingers around the base.
Oh shit. Pleasure rocked through him.
He gritted his teeth as his body bowed off the bed, hips moving all on their own – fucking into his hand. His body broke out in goosebumps as the ache intensified.
He needed to cool down.
Flicking the covers off him, he made his way to the washroom. He shoved his sleeping pants off and climbed into the bathing bot. Frigid water poured over him, pulling a sigh out of his mouth as his body heat went down a notch. But he knew the reprieve wouldn’t last.
What the fuck was he going to do?
Deltta didn't like the thought of fucking an omega.
But he had no choice. He had to give in if he wanted to retain his sanity. He turned off the bot and got out. After drying off, he found another pair of sleeping pants. He put them on and returned to the bedroom.
He picked up his connector from the bed and connected with his brother.
“Find me an omega,” he ordered as soon as he answered. Deltta dropped the connector on the bed and started to pace. The door to his room swung open a few seconds later.
“What?” Maxus asked.