All Chapters of The Omega’s Revenge Harem: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

THIRD PERSON’S MULTIPLE POV.“Isn’t it a little too late to ask me to meet you here?”Mavis settled elegantly into the chair opposite a masked figure, crossing one leg over the other while her sharp eyes carefully studied the person seated across from her.The house was silent.Her family home, once filled with voices and movement, now felt hollow and cold like a grave that had forgotten how to breathe. Yet tonight, it had become the perfect place for conspiracy. After all, sometimes dead houses keep secrets better than living people.The masked figure seated before her remained completely still beneath the dim lighting. Their face was hidden perfectly behind the dark mask, concealing every trace of identity.This was the same mysterious person Alpha Kael had secretly met along the lonely road days ago.“Sometimes,” the masked person finally replied calmly, “the safest place to hide is directly beneath your enemy’s nose.”Mavis smirked faintly. “Fair enough.”For a few seconds, silenc

FIRST PERSON’S POV (TAVIAN). “Hey,” I greeted as Astarian opened his front door. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at my heavy eyeballs.“Come here, man.” He pulled me into a tight hug, his warmth seeping into my chest. “You’ll be alright. We will be alright.”When I was calm, he helped me sit on the sofa and went to get some water. He handed it over to me and our fingers brushed lightly, sending a jolt down my spine.I gulped down the water as slowly as I could to prevent choking myself and when I was done, I turned towards him. “Don’t you feel pressured?”It took a while before he responded. “I do feel it.” Then he paused. “It’s been months since I’ve spoken to my mother and now… she’s been calling repeatedly. And I- I- I couldn’t just bring myself to pick up her call. I feel ashamed. I feel ashamed of myself. I feel ashamed of myself to be called her son.”“Come here, big guy.” I hugged him tight, breathing slowly. “I just hope this phase passes us by.”He pushed back from the hug

FIRST PERSON’S POV (TAVIAN). However, Astarian didn’t move for long enough that I started to lose my mind. His cock pressed against my entrance with that specific, deliberate patience, his eyes staying on my face, reading every flicker of expression with the focused attention of someone who had decided he was in no hurry and wanted me to know it.“Astarian.” His name came out somewhere between a warning and a plea.He pushed in.Slow. Impossibly slow. Every inch arrived with enough time between them for me feel individually, my body opening around him in stages, the stretch building from manageable into something that made my fingers dig into the sofa cushions and my back arch off them completely.He went all the way in and stopped.His chest pressed against mine. His forehead dropped to my temple. Both of us were breathing the same ruined air.“Don’t stop.” I said.He pulled back and drove forward and I bit down on whatever sound tried to leave my mouth.He found his rhythm quickly.

FIRST PERSON’S POV (TAVIAN).He laughed again—that same low, unbothered chuckle that always made my chest tighten in ways I refused to name. I sat up, looked at him sprawled there covered in sweat and cum, and felt that dangerous warmth settle deep inside me.I grabbed his thighs and yanked him upright.Astarian came up easily, his arms wrapping around my shoulders as I stood and lifted him like he weighed nothing. I pinned him against the wall, his back hitting it with a soft thud, his legs locking tight around my waist. Our chests pressed together, hearts hammering, both of us completely naked and breathing hard.He looked at me, pupils blown wide, lips parted.I reached between us and pressed the swollen, leaking head of my cock right against his slick, twitching hole. I didn’t push in. I just held it there, letting him feel me—hot, thick, and throbbing.His hole clenched greedily against my tip, trying to suck me inside.“Tavian…” His voice was quiet, raw, almost pleading.I gav

THIRD PERSON’S MULTIPLE POV. Tavian’s fingers dug into Astarian’s hips hard enough to leave marks. His pace had completely abandoned the patience of before, replacing it with something raw and single-minded, each thrust driving forward with a force that pushed Astarian back into the tiles and required him to brace his palms flat against the wall to absorb it. The sound of skin against wet skin mixed with the shower and filled every corner of the bathroom. Astarian’s cock had softened after his release but the relentless friction of Tavian moving inside him, the specific angle his body was being held at, the heat of the water and the heat of Tavian’s chest against his back, was already pulling it back toward something. “Oh fuck...” His voice came out wrecked and low. Tavian’s mouth was at the back of Astarian’s neck, pressing open kisses against the wet skin there, his hips snapping forward in a rhythm that had no mercy left in it. He reached around and wrapped his hand around As