Heart Of The Omega

A Intimate Introduction

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I notice a few wrongs even before I am fully awake.

One: I am even asleep to begin with.

Two: I am most assuredly not at the Sanctuary.

Wherever I am at has to be the most heavenly place on earth to be. Heavenly. I am warm. Not stifling, but warm as a summer morning. All around I am comforted by soft things I know not how to describe.

Have I died then? Did my soul pass into the Other while I slept? I have known little comforts for years, short lived even as they were. What is that sound? An.. Pulsing? A quaking? The verberating is. Calming. Soothing. Wakefulness has yet to penetrate my sleep in full and the floating cloud I find myself on is a sort of. Luxury I can not help but indulge in with what little remaining time I may left with it. Whatever it is.

Sparks of pleasure pop along my skin, soothing motions glide from my shoulders down my back and waist, a caress meant to relax. It is repeated, occasionally skimming the trail aback my neck to dig lightly into my scalp. I moan loud and long. The tinkle of my own purr foreign as it escapes my chest. I hum, the beginnings of pleasure curdling in the pit of my belly.

My face is pressed into warmth and, as I bury further still into this comfort, I realize it is skin over muscle I feel. There is no doubt that what I am experiencing at this moment can only be the structure of a well formed body.

A Body? Why would I be touching a bod-

I stiffen, shock splintering through me as I realize the smell I found so enticing but a short second ago belongs to an male. Adrenaline spikes and I breathe more rapidly, taking greater inhales of the scent before me and go from stiffened shock to raw horror.

Alpha.

The rumbling. . . the purring under my cheek grows in response.

Alpha. I am lying with an Alpha.

Nausea grows, churning roughly and I brace myself as my eyes slowly crack open. I am draped across a huge expanse of chest, the scent and texture warm and inviting despite the circumstance. Tanned skin rises from a giant barreled chest and falls before my eyes, the majority of my view in sight. The purr is heady and deep, taking on a deeper touch as if sensing my alarm and responding. Soon, I begin to quake, my fear so great my body rakes in shivers. The soothing motion of his hand stills, resting atop my bottom to span its width.

From my position I note my form is fully clothed. The gown I fell asleep in has been replaced with a sheer, gauzy sheath. Our body's heat has begun to coat me in a dew of perspiration, clinging the thin, fine material to my skin. The room is warm, the smell of a nearby hearth burning also lights the space aglow. I am surrounded by earthy, rich fragrances, not unpleasant, but very much a different atmosphere than my previous dwellings. I stare, unseeing for a length of time, before deciding I must face whatever this circumstance is.