Eight years

It had been eight years since I had a taste of a kiss

Robbie and I got together in the sophomore year of our high school. He never openly acknowledged our relationship, though we were a couple. At least to me, we were. During one of my heat cycles, the suppressant I was on had worn off and Robbie lost control. Even though I loved him, I didn't want to do it during my heat cycle, as it meant I'd be more likely to get pregnant. However, I relented, as he was the one I most wanted to be with. Robbie ended up bonding with me that day. I was delighted to think that Robbie was my soulmate. But who would have thought...

After our traumatic break-up, I barely got close to anyone. Hence, the sudden and aggressive kiss left me breathless. I went totally blank. I could feel Robbie's body heat, his burning mouth, his breath, his scent...

I quickly held my breath to not get carried away by it!

I don't know whether it was the suddenness of the attack or just intuition, but I kept my mouth shut. However, that didn't phase Robbie. His kiss became more intense as he put his hand behind my head which was initially holding onto my arm. I could feel his lips sucking onto mine but I stubbornly kept it closed. Now, with my arm free, I tried to push him off which had absolutely no effect. Not getting the reaction he wanted, Robbie furiously licked my lips trying to open my mouth. I forgot I was holding my breath and under his vehement attack, I was quickly running out of it. Unable to hold it in anymore, I ultimately opened my mouth to suck in some air. But in that space of my momentary weakness, Robbie quickly put his tongue inside my mouth and started feeling it. I tried to push him and his tongue out but failed in both. I moved back while pushing him with both my hands but instead ended up hitting my head on the window glass. Robbie noticed this as his hand was still behind my head. In response, he threw off my collar and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me away from the window and closer to him. However, this landed me in a position where I was almost under him. If I tried to pull away, I might end up in even more of an awkward position. Seeing my exit blocked, I focussed on pushing his tongue off with mine but, to my anger, it ended up into some erotic tongue battle. Despite all my resistance, I could still feel the heat of my body rising and my awareness getting blurred. My arms, that was trying to push Robbie off, were getting weaker. My body was responding to the kiss in spite of myself. This sensation was too familiar but just as overwhelming. The body of an omega just can’t fight the feeling of pleasure. Robbie too felt my reluctance subsiding and his mouth became gentle but more passionate. He kept at it and refused to let go, till we were both out of breath. Numb from this abrupt kiss, I stared at Robbie, breathing hard like I had run a marathon. Robbie too stared at me, his eyes still shining from the excitement. My thoughts were muddled and I only regained my consciousness when Robbie gave me a mischievous smile.

"You are still weak to my kisses. It always leaves you dumbstruck" he smirked.

I can't recall feeling more humiliated than I do now. My cheeks were burning red. How could I allow myself to be so easily led away by this guy? A sense of indignity overtook me. I was no longer a high school kid that I was getting all aroused due to a kiss but it seemed as if my body and mind were two separate beings. No matter what my mind wants, my body reacts on its own.

When I was lost in self-loathing and embarrassment, Robbie had made a call on his cell phone. I was not paying attention to what he was talking about until the last sentence which brought me sharply back to reality

".....take care of the kid in room 309" Robbie ended his conversation, disconnecting the call

"What- what are you trying to do with Twen? Don’t you dare lay-" I started, in both panic and fury.

"I am doing nothing to him. I just sent my chauffeur to guard the door”  he said before I could complete

"I don't need your guards. I don't want anything to do with you. Just leave-"

"I won't let you resign" he interjected, harshly

I looked at him with flames spewing from my eyes, "Do you think you can tie me down like this? DREAM ON!” I yelled, “I won’t ever be bound to you and neither am I ever going to let you come anywhere near my Twen"

Robbie grimaced as if pained by my words. He spoke in a cracking voice,

"I am truly sorry for everything I said. I will not ask you to forgive me, but at least give me a chance. Tony, I promise I'll make it up to you. You are my Omega, my soulmate. We are bonded to each other. I will do my best to be your mate and Twen’s father"

I felt as if someone had slapped me.

His Omega??!! Twen’s father??

"You lost your chance, Robbie," I said. My voice trembled from recalling ‘the day’ which was etched in my soul, "It's too late now. I and Twen have learned to live without you. YOU broke off with me and asked me to kill Twen, who you are claiming to be your son right now. What right do you have to call me your Omega or Twen your son?? You CAN’T make it up"

Robbie looked grief-stricken. He was looking at me with pleading eyes but I couldn’t feel anything. My feelings have evaporated over time. Twen is happy without his dad, and I am happy to be Twen's mother. I don't want to complicate anything.

I saw the car key in Robbie’s coat pocket and instantly took it, unlocked the door, and got out. I threw the key back at Robbie, before walking back to the building. Robbie did not stop me. I felt a chill over my body. It was still warm from Robbie’s touch. I wrapped my arms around myself trying to warm my cold and empty arms. Past is best when it remains in the past, it only causes pain when it barges in your present...