The Outland's Alphas Part 2

Chapter 8 Gabriel

It had been so fucking hot watching that water run from her mouth, water he had swilled his cum into last night.

As it hit her tits, he had visions of his real cum hitting her there and he was done for.

He had left the room quickly and hid his hard on by slipping a towel on the handle, not given her long enough to see it tenting his sweat pants.

He had borrowed some of Luke's and oddly enough when he wore them it didn't make him want to rip them off, but when Mandy wore them, that was another thing altogether.

When she returned to the kitchen not only was she not wearing Luke's clothes but she had a smell of him, Gabriel, about her that he just knew came from his cum - he fucking loved it on her more than he ever dared to admit.

As she came over drying her hair he also noticed an unusual smell to her, an amazing one he had smelt before, but he couldn't place it so he put it down to the different clothing she was wearing.

He had already set the table and gestured for her to sit, which she did. He served her the omelette then sat down with her to eat his own.

He noticed she was rubbing her head a little, and enquired if she was ok. She said she was, so they sat there eating their breakfast.

"How do you know Lucien?" She asked him in a very getting to know you kind of way.

"We grew up as neighbours and have been neighbours ever since. In fact his father left him this plot of land and we both built our cabins here. It's ideal. It's by the lake where he can land his sea plane and there is fresh water all year round. Plus fishing and hunting to live from." He smiled as he answered.

"You don't have a job?" She asked, but the question wasn't accusatory in anyway.

"No, not really. Luke owns this homestead and when he is away on long haul flights, I tend to his stock, and keep things running here. Both our homesteads are pretty self supporting, we could both live here all year round if we wanted to."

She smiled at him. "And Lucien doesn't want to?"

He thought about that for a moment, Luke was happy on the homestead and was running the business more in his father's name, but that was Luke's business to talk about, not his. " I guess." He replied. " never really spoken to him about it. It's always just kinda worked for us." He replied shrugging.

"Well." She said very matter of fact. "When he returns he is going to be a dead man for bringing me here without asking."

He didn't know if she was joking or not but he hoped she was. She rubbed her head again, something wasn't right.

"Are you sure you're ok?" He asked again.

She had just finished the last mouth of her omelette when she replied. "Actually am not going to lie, I feel a bit off. Would you mind if I went back to bed for a while? I think I may have got up too soon."

He had been thinking this himself, that perhaps she should take it easy for the day, so he agreed.

As she vanished back into the bedroom, he made her a hot cup of calming tea and took it in for her.

She was already snuggled down into the bed, this time lying on the side he had slept on.

Popping it down on the side table he said. "I am going to do the chores round my homestead, then I will be back to do the chores here. Get a good sleep and I will pop in and see you when I am done."

"Are there any more pillows she asked?" He took some from the wardrobe and handed them to her. She promptly padded herself around, making what looked like a little nest. He smiled to himself how cute she looked.

"I'm off now." He told her.

She nodded dozily at him and gave a little wave.

Heading out into the cold he was trying to think of what the smell was he could now smell on her, but he had absolutely no idea, it was familiar but for the life of him he couldn't think where he had smelt it before, he was sure it would come to him.

He spent the day doing the work around the homesteads, when he was finally done he went back to his cabin to shower. He put on the heater, and wondered what the princess had been doing all day. As he started to think about her his cock rose. All day long, whenever his thoughts turned to her his cock had gotten hard. It had been driving him crazy. And now here he was in the shower his hand wrapped round his cock thinking of her again.

He thought of that moment in the bath where she had his cum in her mouth, how she had literally bathed in it, he stroked harder, gripping his cock in a painful vice like grip, imagining how tight she would be, he stroked up and down, and on the down stroke he imagined what it would feel like to be inside her, all the way to his groin.

Fuck imagine having a female as beautiful as her, who could take him all. He very soon came on his hand and watched the cum wash away down the plug hole. He wanted her. How long could he keep his distance?

That cum shouldn't be down a plug hole, it should be in her. Arghhhhh but it couldn't be, she was his friend's omega. Or was she?

He had been warring with this in his head. Lucien had bought her here against her will, and in her mind she wasn't Lucien's . She was a free omega, free to do as she wished, and he was pretty sure she wanted him.

He made his way over the snowy field that separated the two homesteads.

Getting closer he felt this anxiety deep inside his stomach that had caused all his muscles to clench. He knew he would not touch her because of Lucien. He needed to clear this up with his friend first.

Opening the door to the cabin the most delicious scent hit him. It was a much stronger version of the scent Mandy had been producing earlier that day, but now it was over powering, and he couldn't help the feeling it brought about. It entered his nostrils, straight into his blood, whipping around his body and heading directly to his cock.

It was then it hit when he had smelt it before, the day he had seen Lucien's plane on the lake and entered the cabin only to be hit with this scent and the sounds of Lucien fucking. It was the smell of her, the smell of her in heat.

Shit!

He quickly left the cabin and shut the door with a slam behind him. Leaning with his back on the door, panic had produced shortness of breath and he panted to try and take in the oxygen he needed.

She was in there, in pain, needing an Alpha to help her. Or was she? What did he know about these things? Nothing! Taking several deep lung fulls of breath, he turned back to the cabin and entered.

The smell was heavenly and it only got stronger as he made it to the bedroom door. He opened it a crack to see what he could see. Amanda was there on the bed, her hand between her legs, her back arched and her breasts forced up, her hand was rubbing furiously as she masterbated.

Fuck! She was glorious, he watched as she fell over the edge moaning loudly. She fell to the bed breathing heavily as she recovered.

He breathed a sigh of relief she wasn't in heat she was just pleasuring herself. But his eyes went wide as she groaned and turned on her side holding her tummy, then began to repeat the procedure again, this time using the copious amounts of fluid she had produce to help her stab her fingers inside herself.

Fuck, he hadn't been wrong, she was on her heat.

He closed the door and went to the living room, where he promptly sat down.

He couldn't bring himself to leave her alone, but dare not join her either, he grasped his cock and squeezed it through his pants, trying to release the throbbing that had arisen there. Fuck what was he to do? He was at war with himself completely.