Lacy got up the next morning to cook breakfast. It was because she had the desire to, cooking was something she enjoyed doing. It gave her a peace of mind.
It was Samantha who came down into the kitchen. She sniffed the aroma and practically started drooling all over herself. She gave Lacy a hug from behind.
"How's my queen?" Samantha asked. Lacy couldn't help but smile. It was something Samantha would say when they played their game, a term of endearment, maybe.
Lacy pushed Samantha away. She giggled but also was serious when she swatted away Samantha's funk. "You smell so bad. Are you going to work while in rut?"
Samantha laughed, trying to pull Lacy close to her in the kitchen even while the Omega had the spatula in her hand for the eggs. "Don't worry, I'll be working in the office so I won't be interacting with clients."
"Why not stay home?" Lacy asked. Samantha walked over to a stool to sit at the island. She was going to pour herself a glass of orange juice, but Lacy came over and did it for her without even a second thought.
"Staying home means not making money. A queen deserves the best."
Lacy shook her head smiling and got three plates down from the cabinets. Eggs, bacon, toast, and avocado was what they were having for breakfast.
Salmona came into the kitchen wearing a dark blue suit but with a skirt instead of pants like her twin. It was apparent that Salmona was more feminine than her sister when it came to attire.
"Well, well, well, look who is finally getting into her role of Omega," Salmona joked.
Lacy rolled her eyes at the twin and set all three of their plates on the island counter.
"Seriously Salmona, don't start." Samantha scolded her sister, one of her cheeks puffing out upon eating her toast.
"I'm just joshing, Sam, relax."
The three of them ate their meal in silence mostly because of Salmon dampening the mood. Once it was done, Salmona left the kitchen to head to the car to take off. Samantha stayed behind and helped put the dishes away. She leaned on the counter and looked at Lacy.
"You're so beautiful in person." Making Lacy flush. "Listen, hop on the computer this afternoon. I wanna talk. We haven't actually gotten time to talk." She placed her hand on Lacy's cheek, forgetting that she was in rut and was sweating all over.
Lacy back away when she felt all the sweat. They laughed.
"One more day and this rut will be over."
Lacy leaned over the sink to get started with the dishes. "Your sister is right, ya know. After the age of 16 if an Alpha holds off from mating during rut, it can make their chances less and less for impregnating an Omega."
Samantha was silent for a spell. "I know but I didn't want to force myself on to you. Any other Omega, yeah, but you…no. Even if you did get on your knees for Salmona."
Lacy was flushing for a different reason now. She placed her hands to her face and wished she could just be small at that time. Samantha tried to pull Lacy's hands from her face with the two playing a fun game of tug of war.
Honk, honk!
They stopped.
Samantha took out her wallet from her suit pants pocket. She opened it up to reveal a debit card. She handed it to Lacy. "Here."
"A credit card?"
"Nope, a debit card. You got a monthly allowance of five thousand dollars." She smiled at her Omega. "Salmona thinks we should only give you 1500."
"Yeah, I bet she does," Lacy replied back sarcastically upon putting the card in her pocket. "I mean...I don't know what I can do with 5000 bucks."
Samantha shrugged. "Whatever you want. It'll be topped off every month. Its yours."
Honk, honk!
"I'll be going. Don't forget to get on!" She yelled out to Lacy.
Lacy had finished cleaning up early and logged into the game. She had been playing for about an hour when she saw Samantha log on. Instinctively, she placed her headphones on.
"Hello, Alpha," she said trying to make her voice seductive.
"Don't do that to me. You know what it'll do."
"It'll make you wanna knot me."
Samantha laughed her infamous sexy laughed, the one that always sent shivers down Lacy's spine. She knew Samantha was getting turned on by this talk, she could practically hear the Alpha zipping down her suit pants to pull it out.
A sweat dropped onto the computer. Lacy looked at the keyboard and saw the small little puddle. And then came another one and another.
Lacy wiped her forehead and instantly sighed internally. She was going into heat. This was the worst time for that!
They played around some more but with Lacy not really paying much attention until Samantha had to leave to do some paperwork, she leaned back in her gaming chair and took a deep breath. Lacy was quick with her actions. She began to get started on dinner which was going to be pasta.
"I gotta get the Plan B pill." She said putting down the spoon from stirring the home made tomatoe sauce. "I can't get pregnant. Not now. Not until I really know how they are. Especially that sister." She dabbed the spoon on the edge of the pot and leaned back on the island counter. She pulled out her phone and updated her information in the ride sharing app, Buber. She wiped her head with a towel and saw how long it would take to get a ride to the pharmacy, about five minutes, up the street.
Ding!
The ride has been booked. She put the sauce on simmer and stepped outside. Stepping into the car, she saw it was a Beta driving.
"Lacy?" The driver asked.
"Yes." Lacy put her seat belt on and looked up to see the driver looking at her as she began to drive off.
"Wow, you're like, my first ever Omega passenger."
"You don't have Omega passengers?"
"Not by themselves." The Beta admitted. She wore a light blue shirt and black pants. Her hair was dark and to her shoulders. "Plus you're in heat. You got some, your Alphas must be liberals or something."
Lacy rolled her eyes. She was dropped off at the pharmacy where all eyes were on her. To think she was kept away from the world for almost a decade to now be out in the world, only to be stared down by Alphas and their Omegas. At least the Betas seemed more optimistic.
She could feel their eyes on her, she could hear them whispering, talking about her being alone when all she wanted was to get the Plan B and bounce.
She slammed the light blue pink box on the counter. There were Alphas to the right of her sizing her up and there were Alphas to the left of her, sizing her up. And here she was in the middle.
"Twenty-five thirty." The cashier said. She swiped the card and booked her Buber and when she got home, she practically fell onto the pillows and blankets in the nesting room.
"Fuck," she said. She was going to get fucked that night. It was definitely going to be Salmona who did it. It would probably feel like assault then mating though with Salmona. She doubted Salmona would give her any type of after care.
Later in the evening, Lacy heard the door to the house open. She knew the Alphas would smell she was in heat and come-
It was Salmona who opened the door to the nesting room. She watched as Lacy was curled up in a ball, sweating, moaning, and rocking her body for comfort, not knowing the Plan B was stuffed under one of the many pillows.
Salmona closed the door behind her. Samantha stood in the hall. Lacy was both of theirs and though she thought it was too early to mate with the Omega, she was in heat and Samantha was in rut. So she walked down the hall and opened the door.
"Salmona," Samantha licked her lips. "Let me go first."