I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom.
Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself.

“Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.”
I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.”

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I positioned myself behind Elias, my cock throbbing as I gripped his hips. No condom, just bare skin, the risk and intimacy making my blood roar. I rubbed the head along his crack, teasing the loosened hole still gaping slightly from Sebastian's cock.


Elias pushed back impatiently, but I took my time, pressing in slowly, savoring the velvet heat enveloping me. Inch by inch, until my pelvis met his ass, my balls nestled against him.


"God, Elias," I breathed, starting to thrust with measured strokes, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back in, feeling his walls flutter around my length.


Sebastian watched, his hand fisting the leash as he knelt beside us, occasionally yanking it to make me lean forward into Elias. The pull arched my back, driving me deeper, and Elias moaned approvingly, reaching back to spread himself wider.


Chapter 102 - The End