As I sink in my teeth, Joker transforms from Beta to Omega.
I purr in delight, as Joker’s scent sweetens to tempting honey. His rumbling purr joins mine like an Omega’s song.
Bird laughs. “Well, I don’t want to feel left out…”
He begins to purr as well. And his is the most beautiful purr. It’s the solo that harmonizes all our purrs.
Finally, I can believe that we are angels in heaven.
Although, I know that’s only a mask.
Underneath, I will always be a devil, and so will Joker.
Somehow, we were lucky enough for Bird to fall to join us. I am lucky that he idolizes us. But I am happy with being a demon. I accept every side now of my nature.
I am what I was born to be. I am what I was created to be.
I won’t fight it, but I will use it to free the world.
Who cares whether I am good or bad?
I am simply Rogue…and Switch.
“Can Phantom handle three Omegas at once?” Bird rubs his cheek against mine.
My mind is becoming hazier at the edges again, but it’s like floating on a cloud.
I feel safe, happy, like I amhome.
I have never experienced a heat like this.
I am eager and excited.
I just need my Alpha.
I slip my fingers to circle over my sensitive clit, moaning at the sparks of pleasure. I dip my fingers lower, coating them in slick, before dipping them in and out of my pussy, imagining them to be my Alpha’s cock.
I need his knot.
But only his knot.
No one else’s
I am empty.
Hollow.
Desperate.
I have never felt like this before.
“Are you serious?” Joker trails his fingers over my pebbled nipples, and I moan, arching under his teasing touch. “He’s an uber Alpha. Experiencing Switch’s heat for the first time has pulled him into rut. I saw it in Skipper’s eyes back in the Facility, when he caught her in his arms. Couldn’t you smell how his scent changed?”
“Can he enjoy his rut?” Bird bites his lip, anxiously. “I need him to be comfortable with this. I want him to get pleasure out of it.”
“It will be good for Skipper. He’s gone too long without a rut, and I would have needed to use my powers to trigger one, if he had gone much longer without one. He has enough self-control, a terrifying amount, that he can still complete the mission with the Rogues before he joins us. But all that delayed gratification…? He’ll be feral by the time he bursts through that door. Phantom is not interested in experiencing ruts, but whenhe does, he falls deeply into them for the experience of the sensation. You’ll thank me for transforming into an Omega and drawing some of the attention onto myself when you can still walk tomorrow.”
“But does he like being in rut?” Bird persists.