[Bonus chapter] 3.48 The Luckiest Omega

Oliver's fingers trailed down to the visible fingermarks on his hips, its color purple. It was even more prominent from the back. He matched the shape of the Alpha's fingermarks with his own palm and blushed deeper at the sheer difference in size between them. He felt small compared to the Alpha but it was an undeniable truth that Altair was huge; he was a size larger than normal beastmen everywhere and Oliver found himself growing another fetish of how his broad palms felt when they enveloped his slender waist. It was fucking hot. There was a cluster of hickeys on his back as well, and multiple teeth marks on the swell of his ass. Oliver took in a shuddering breath and tried to shake the thought out of his mind before he got hard again. Enough sex for the day, he told himself. He would really die if the Alpha found out that he was getting horny again.