Sweet omega

The bus ride from Rosemary’s apartment to the Parminder company building was surprisingly short. Growing up in the countryside meant she was used to thirty minute drives to get anywhere. The city was a bit of a culture shock at first but a fun one. ‘A fresh start for a fresh me.’ She thought to herself. Getting off the bus she walked the couple blocks to the office building and walked right inside. Not stopping to gape like a stupid fish like the first time she had seen the place. Pack Parminder ran the biggest weapons making and security business in the country, and their building was classy as hell. It was sleek and modern with tiny touches of cozy that helped it from becoming over much. Walking up to the reception desk Rosemary smiled and the pretty blond beta woman smiled back.

“Hi, how can I help you?” She asked cheerfully.

“Hello, I’m Rosemary Innis. I’m supposed to be finishing my security check and last interview today.” She replied, at least she hoped it was the last one.

“Oh yes of couse! I will call Mr Pierce and he will be down in a few minutes. You can just have a seat over there.” She gestured to a small seating area. Rosemary thanked her and walked over to find an open chair.

The seating area was mostly full of business people looking down at their phones, except for one old alpha gentleman. He seemed to be about eighty and wore a tweed suit top with a Scottish kilt. With his white hair, beard, twinkling kind eyes, all he was missing was the larg belly and red suit to pull off looking like the perfect santa. Intrigued she chose to sit next to him. He smelled like whisky and a windy heather hillside, a very Scottish combination.

“Why hello lass. I couldn’t help to overhear your name. Not often you hear an old name like that. Tis a beautiful one.” He leaned over to say, scottish burr plain to hear. His blue eyes seemed to twinkle all the more up close.

“Oh, why thank you. It was my great grandmother’s name so I’ve been told.” She said happily. She hesitated slightly before continuing with “I’m sorry if I was staring, you just look like you could be the perfect santa.”

“Och dinnae fash lassy. The kilt tends to invite stares but I thank ye for the compliment.” He chuckled jovially and winked. “My name is Lochlan McGregor by the by. What is a bonnie lass like yourself doing here?”

“It’s nice to meet you Mr. McGregor. I’m here for my last interview to be a personal assistant. What do you do in the company?” She inquired. Lochlan seemed quite old but that didn’t mean he wasn’t still working.

“Nay lassy I dinnae work anymore, I’m here to see my grandson. He’s going to take me to lunch.” He puffed up proudly after mentioning his grandson, and she couldn’t help but smile wider.

“That’s so sweet, you seem very proud.”

“Aye lass verra proud.” He nodded and opened his mouth as if he was going to say something else but the receptionist called out her name at that moment. “Well I guess this is goodbye.” He said instead. Rosemary stood up and held out a hand for him to shake, which he did heartily.

“It was very nice to meet you Mr. McGregor. I hope you have a wonderful lunch with your grandson. Wish me luck!” She said happily, the tiniest bit of nervousness creeping in.

“Good luck lass! I doubt you’ll need it though, you seem like a good egg. Thank you for keeping an old man entertained.” He replied, patting her hand fondly before letting go.

“Of course, it was my pleasure.” She smiled and gave him a small wave before making her way back to the desk. The receptionist had been joined by an extremely large, handsome asian alpha with dark hair and eyes. He had a no nonsense look about him but seemed about her age, late twenties to early thirties. She held out my hand for him to shake. “Rosemary Innis.” She said politely.

“Titus Pierce.” He rumbled, his big hand was gentle as he shook hers. His sent hit her softly, the sweet scent of old, well loved books. Not what she would have expected from an imposing man like him but very pleasant nonetheless.

Her inner omega chose that moment to perk up. ‘He smells good, I like him. He’d make us good babies.’ The slut said dreamily. Rosemary’s inner omega always seemed like an extra person she shared her brain with, not just a part of herself. She had even named her Rosie when she was younger. She felt a small twinge of arousal deep in her belly and shook a mental stick at Rosie. ‘I will beat you, I swear to god. This is not the time or place.’ The huffy thing seemed to get it but still tried to let out a small wine. Thankfully Rosemary was used to her internal counterpart’s tantrums and held it back. Titus gave her a strange look and Rosemary realized she must have pursed her lips a little.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized quickly and let his hand go “I thought I felt a sneeze coming on. It’s nice to meet you Mr. Pierce.”

“Ah, it’s nice to meet you too Ms. Innis. Shall we head up to my office?” Titus motioned toward the elevator and she nodded before following him over and into one after he swiped his badge. “I know you have had two other interviews, this should be your last one as it will be with Mr. Parminder himself. First though you will do your security check with me. The general populace can get to several floors without all the pomp and circumstance from one of the normal elevators but because you will be working for the ceo himself you will need a security badge like this one.” He held up the one he had scanned and Rosemary nodded without saying anything. “It will unlock the secure elevator. Do not let anyone onto a secure floor with your badge, they should have their own, and if they say they lost it they need to come find me. No exceptions. Not even for Mr Parminder, if he loses his card he comes to me. Understand?” Titus raised one large black eyebrow at her.

“Yes sir.” She said firmly ‘Yes, sir.’ Rosie echoed in a dirty whisper. ‘I want him to raise that eyebrow at us while we gag on his cock.’ Rosemary had to restrain that mental image and the pool of arousal that wanted to flood her belly, but her inner omega settled back down without a fuss. The door dinged open right at that moment and she was able to get out of that tiny enclosed space with the nice smelling alpha. He was right behind her though and led her down a white hallway filled with doors, a tasteful art piece on the wall every couple doors down. The office he led her into didn’t look like anything special. There were bookshelves and filing cabinets along the back and side walls and in the middle was a large desk with multiple computer monitors and comfy looking chairs on both sides. ‘That desk looks sturdy enough for him to fuck us into.’ Rosemary groaned internally as she sat in her offered chair. It seemed her inner omega was not going to be detoured today.

“So Ms Rosemary Innis, you are a twenty seven year old omega, correct?” Titus began, clicking something open on his computer.

“Yes sir.”

“Not mated or currently being courted?”

“No sir.”

“Twenty seven is a bit late for most omegas to be unmated.” Rosemary knew the comment was coming. Everyone made the same comment. It still stung a little, but she kept her professional smile plastered to her face.

“I have a medical condition that no pack has been interested in putting up with yet.”

“Ah yes your file says hyperfertility. Can you tell me in your own words what that means? I thought all omegas were very fertile.” He looked at her from around his computer monitor, that stupid, sexy eyebrow raised again.

“It’s over hyperfirtility sir.” She corrected “Most omegas have a heat every three months for about four days. That is their prime time to get pregnant. My heats are spaced about the same but last seven to eight days. In between them I also have mini heats. I could get pregnant at any of those times.”

“What are mini heats?”

“They are a small heat episodes that can last from thirty minutes to a few hours if I don’t fix the problem.”

“Fix the problem?”

“I can usually fell them coming on so I have a medical device I use. It’s essentially a fake knot. I just insert it, take my meds, and I’m back to normal.” Rosemary felt a blush heat up her face, it was always embarrassing to explain her condition to other people. “I also have prescription scent blockers I usualy wear. I didn’t want to seem suspicious so I did not use them today.”

“Ah, well very good. Your file says you moved here recently to be closer to the hospital you get treatment from?” He went on, seeming slightly embarrassed himself.

“Yes sir.”

“Are they close to finding a cure?” He asked curiously, peeking out at her again.

“No sir, the only cure they have found so far is getting and staying pregnant. Not many packs want to deal with that many babies, not to mention the financial aspect of that solution.” She said honestly. Titus turned back to his computer, but not before Rosemary saw his pupils get bigger. “Its not a sickness like a disease, it’s more of a disability.” That comment seemed to thankfully throw him off the topic completely and he went on to ask her more routine seeming security questions.

“All right Ms. Innis that’s all the questions I have. Everything looks good to me. I’ll escort you to the big bosses office.” He said after a while. He led her from his office back to the elevator. The elevator that did nothing to dissipate his lovely sent. Her inner omega perked up again. ‘I want to keep him.’ She wined. ‘He looks so scrumptious in that suit, but I’d love to see it off.’ Rosemary had to take a deep breath, the last thing she needed was to have an episode while she wasn’t wearing her sent blockers. Maybe she should have worn them, social etiquette be damned. Society tended to think scent blockers on an alpha or omega generally meant they had something to hide and she had wanted to make a good impression. She had thought she could keep a grip on herself for a couple hours.

The elevator opened up onto the highest floor. It was much like the floor with Titus’s office but was a calming green color. He again led her down the hall and into a large room. It looked like another waiting room with a desk she assumed would be hers if she got the job. The desk sat in front of a frosted glass wall with a door. The big bosses office it seemed. Titus proved her theory right when he knocked on the door before entering.

“Maverick, Ms. Rosemary Innis is here.”

“Ah, yes. Show her in Titus.” Came the reply. Rosemary quickly stepped into the room, a large smile on her face. There were three, imposing alphas and one handsome beta standing behind the large desk.

“Hello, it’s wonderful to finally meet you,” was all she got out before all of their new scents slamed into her. Fresh soft bread covered in butter, evergreen pine, heather and a soft musk, and a soft fresh strawberry. ‘Mine.’ Growled her inner omega. Before Rosemary could collect herself she felt a familiar swoop and clench of her pussy as her body let out a gush of slick, heating up fever hot, and she perfumed right there. Her face instantly flamed red and every man went ramrod straight all eyes trained on her. “I am so sorry gentlemen, I need to use the restroom. Mr Pierce could you please explain about my medical condition while im gone?” The alpha in question gave her a dazed nod. “Where is the restroom?” She asked the beta who would be affected the least by her untimely perfume.

“It’s uh, two doors down on the left.” He replied somewhat slowly. Rosemary nodded her thanks and fled the room. The entire way to the bathroom her inner omega clambered around like a rabid dog. Going on and on about how all of the men in that room were hers, they needed to go back and ask for knots and bites. It was nonsensical but the bitch was in heat and would not be deterred. She firmly locked herself in the bathroom, dug her pills out of her purse, and immediately took the proper dose. They were a mix of fever reducer, slight sedative, and scent blocker that seemed to work the best for her episodes. She then pulled out her fake knot, a small dildo with a stretchable base. Hiked up her skirt, moved her slick panties out of the way and inserted it quickly. After a quick push of a button on the remote it began to inflate, creating amazing pressure and locking into the perfect spot. She allowed herself a tiny whimper as a delicious orgasm rocked through her.

Her pussy tried desperately to bring the semen that wasn’t there to her waiting womb. She panted for a couple seconds while the wild hellcat she shared a brain with began to settle down. ‘Do you feel better?’ Rosemary asked her inner self as she put her clothes to rights and started to wash her neck and wrists. ‘Babies.” Was the only soft sleepy reply she got. The thought of babies made her heart pinch as she rolled a scent blocker stick on her scent glands for extra protection. She did want children, desperately so, she was an omega after all. But she refused to be a single mother right now. She could hardly take care of herself by herself. There was no way she could also throw in another helpless person who hadn’t asked to be here.

She looked at herself as she touched up her hair and makeup. Thankfully her long brown hair hadn’t much escaped its ponytail prison She then fixed her smudged lipstick and looked her reflection in its brown eyes. She could do this, she needed this job. The first step was going to be to put her big girl panties on, march her sorry ass back into that room, apologies, and ace her last interview. She loved being an assistant and she was damn good at it.

Rosemary shifted her hips to make sure the knot was still in place. A twinge of pleasure let her know it was. She was so used to this by now the alphas in the other room wouldn’t be able to tell anything was amiss, not even if she orgasmed again. She wouldn’t let them.