Omni Man Pet Novels & Stories

The servant did as told and left the room leaving the heartbroken pathetic woman behind. While crying at her stupid actions, her mind went to that omega, she didn't want to but after spending time with that omega for two months, she found herself thinking about her. Zinnia was the most obedient and naturally clueless omega she had as her pet. Her previous pets were punished on regular basis because of their arrogance, ego and disobedience.

“This one here is our pet dog, a very rare breed. It’s only found in our region, almost extinct. That’s why people don’t know much about it. This is one of its kind.” ‘WHEN CAN I KILL YOU? You made me a pet, a fucking dog?’ I yell through our mind link. As they continue this absurd conversation, my beast continues to think of all the ways we will torture Giovanni before killing him. “No, No, I don’t want to touch it.” Omerta moves back as she says that, and my beast is furious, and I almost keep it from growling. My agitated beast is fuming because this stray doesn’t want to touch us, and he thinks she doesn’t find him attractive. WOW, just WOW.

I ask curiously. “Many paranormal beings have Omegas. Created by the gods, to be dicked and knotted by the strongest male in the clan.” Viki is so sarcastic the corners of my mouth twitch up.

When my father was critically injured and dying, I begged Damon to return the money so I could buy healing herbs to save him. Damon told me to stop playing games, but then turned around and spent that same $500,000 to buy a high-grade healing gemstone for his childhood friend's pet dog. "I told you before—Omegas never have genuine feelings! I just feel sorry for you getting played by her emotions. This Omega is really something. Couldn't even pretend for longer than three months before showing her true nature. How boring." "This red healing gemstone looks perfect for my little pup, don't you think?"

Be it orion cuffs, bondage couture rose gold blind fold, door sex swing with seat, handcuffs, thigh cuffs, noir pom adjustable nipple clamps, tsk paddle, 20-inch spreader bar, bound to please under mattress restraint, pinch perfect adjustable clitoral clamp, saffron loop paddle bit gag bar, breathable ball gag training system, eve’s fetish dreams beginner bondage set, harness, transfix dual pinwheel, deluxe leather flogger, tease feather ticklers. There was not an item this man didn’t have. Gordons closed his mouth as he cleared his throat. “I thought you were a man of honor” Richie laughed out loud. “Honour? Says the man who uses little girls to make money”. “Anyways, what was that sound we

I suddenly felt her between my legs and I snatched some apple slices for her, she loves fruit. “There’s my good girl,” I coo, rubbing her back. Vic opens his hands in understanding and sits back in his seat. I blow a hard breath. “Well, little known fact. It is extremely rare but there are male Omegas and I’m one of them,” I say, then pick up my fork and continue to eat like I didn’t just drop an atomic bomb on him.

Menroe stammered, his fear palpable. Steele hummed in response before reaching for Menroe's neck, choking him without a hint of remorse. Hunter turned his attention to Freya, carefully cradling her delicate hands within his own. One of his large hands enveloped both of hers. "She's an omega, which means she lacks the healing abilities of other wolves. Her body takes three times longer to heal than that of an ordinary wolf. Are you aware of this, Beta?" Hunter inquired, tilting his head in Will's direction.

"You can't survive out there alone Elara.'' He sets down two death fish on a clean rock as he approaches me. "How..How do you know my name?'' I grad the piece of wood in the bowl next to me and pointed it at him defensively. "How can I not?'' His lip twitches. " You're famous. You are an omega, a nobody, and you're mated to the most powerful man in the last four hundred years.'' I push myself back, ready to fight when I noticed him step closer. He raised his hands in surrender, smiling gently at me. "Forgive me, but I've gone through enough to understand that I can't trust anyone.''

With only a few tattered pieces remaining to cover her waist and nipples, she felt as if she were practically naked. Meanwhile, Rowan was staring. And it certainly wasn't at the Moon Crest in her hand. His gaze first landed on her bleeding hand, and then his eyes roamed over her exposed skin, taking in the bruises and marks that were taking far too long to heal because she was an Omega. She was covered in cuts and bruises, and he struggled with his emotions as his gaze repeatedly returned to her perky nipples peeking through the remnants of her shirt and the astonishing curve of her waist.

I screamed, grabbing a pan and smashing it onto the floor. Another servant rushed forward to clean up the mess, but I struck her too—blood now stained her lower lip. She lowered her head and stayed frozen, afraid of being hit again. Stray dogs. That’s all they were. Worthless omegas who couldn’t even clean up manure properly. The whole place was a disgrace—unqualified staff, weak leadership, hideous decor... If I were the one in charge here... if I were *Matthew’s* Luna, this kingdom would be on a whole different level.