Savage Control: A Dark Omegaverse Science Fiction Romance (The Controllers Book 10) by L.V. Lane

Author:L.V. Lane [Lane, L.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781922630261
Publisher: Three Spires Creative
Published: 2022-11-16T18:30:00+00:00

Somehow, and despite my initial shock, we got through the therapy session easier than I’d have thought. They sat on their couch, and I sat on mine, with a hot purple coffee table between us, surrounded by lime green walls…and near that damn gynecologist chair that Jordan couldn’t stop looking at.

They talked, and I took notes, and truthfully, despite my fears, it went about how a regular therapy session might go with new clients. Mostly, Kade did the talking, but Jordan occasionally grunted something. I got the impression I was receiving a sanitized version of events, but that wasn’t unusual in a first session.

It turned out they worked for a businessman here in Chimera as private security. Not only were they on the same planet as me, but in the same city. What were the chances within all the habitable planets of the Empire? The one place I least should have gone, and I’d just come here.

Only they were nothing like I’d expected. While I still suspected they had ulterior motives in visiting me specifically, I went through the motions of therapy.

As the session ended, Kade asked me earnestly if they could book one for next week.

Jordan stared at me with a brooding expression, like he was remembering me on my knees with his cock down my throat.

I said yes. I told myself I was saying yes now so I could get them out the door, then I would cancel it and tell security not to let them in again.

Only as the door clicked shut and I was alone, because they were the last appointments of my day, I wondered, what was the harm?

Maybe they really did need therapy. I sensed they carried scars and that I might even be able to help them.

Jordan, the one who had said the least and who’d given the reason for this therapy, called to my instinctive empathy.

We were all dancing around the main issue, though; that they wanted me, and I wanted them.

Was this them getting to know me? Was this a soft approach that everybody said the deltas weren’t capable of?

They didn’t come with an opt-out clause—everybody I’d talked to and everything I’d read suggested as much. Yet here I was, and here they were, and I was so curious.

As I shifted in my chair, the unmistakable dampness between my thighs forced me to acknowledge that I was also aroused. God, there was just so much of them. It took concerted effort to maintain eye contact to keep my focus on their faces or my data tablet, when I was so aware of them. Had I sounded a little breathless at times? I thought that I had.

After they left, I checked my calendar, and there it was, next week—another appointment with them at the same time, same day. I ought to decline it, but I didn’t.

I’d seen them once. We’d sat down and been civilized. Was there any harm in seeing them again?

I might be a therapist and a psychologist, yet it was hard to be objective when it pertained to yourself.

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