Page 5 of Claiming the Omega (The Wolves of Sparrow Ridge)

V ictor sat back, crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at the beautiful little Omega wolf that was his mate. "Tell me why you fear me." He said, and then the silence fell upon the room. The only sound was that of Benjy's ragged breathing and his occasional cough.

It had taken a few moments before Benjy gathered the courage to answer truthfully. "You're an Alpha." His voice was soft but clear, and he did not look at the wolf, he kept his eyes on his hands that were knotted in his lap.

"My name is Victor Rios, and I am Alpha of the Sparrow Ridge Pack.

What have you done that would warrant an Alpha's punishment?

" Victor watched as Benjy took a quick glance up but then lowered his eyes again just as quickly.

He caught the confusion, mixed with a still-simmering fear and a glimmer of hope, in those lovely blue eyes.

He felt his desire for the little man, his mate, growing by the moment, but fought to keep his wolf under control, for now.

He thought he wasn't ready to take care of a mate, but as he sat there looking at Benjy, he knew that he was more than ready to be everything Benjy needed.

Benjy belonged to him, and he was thrilled with the gift that Fate had given.

For now, though, Benjy needed to be handled carefully, and things needed to be worked out before he could fully enjoy his newly found mate.

"I'm a male Omega; no Alpha wants such an abomination as their mate." As he spoke, Victor began to understand the issues Benjy was facing and wanted to put his mind at ease.

"My Pack has no issue with sexual orientation. My Pack has no issue with Omegas or humans or other paranormals we honor, respect, and love what Fate gives to us.” Victor paused for a second and then continued.

“Who told you that you were an abomination?” Victor dropped his arms to lean them on his thighs as he bent forward towards Benjy, considerably decreasing the distance between them.

Benjy tried to lean backward, but the sofa back would allow very little retreat.

"Every wolf I ever met, except my father.

My father was a Beta wolf, and my mother was human.

My brother took after my mother and is basically human.

Shane cannot shift, and I am a male Omega.

Things were always uncomfortable in our Pack, but the real abuse started after our parents died. "

He watched the Alpha, Victor Rios, to see if he understood, but the man kept a steely expression on his face as he listened.

"Once father wasn't there to protect us, the Pack became abusive.

The night we ran, a death squad had been organized to purge what they called the disgusting half breeds from the Pack. "

“Your Alpha order you killed?” Victor was shocked that two innocents would be ordered exterminated for something they had no control over.

"Yes, but only if we stayed, if we ran, I was pretty sure he wouldn't pursue us.

" Benjy felt himself relaxing little by little as the Alpha's voice calmed him and asked him questions; it was a strange feeling but not unwelcome. He was beginning to feel the stirring of desire brought on by their growing bond. "We settled here because I thought it was safe, and Shane could go to the Community College. It seemed like we’d be okay until I saw you at the restaurant.”

Victor gave an indulgent smile of understanding.

"I recognized you, too, or rather, my wolf did.

I couldn't get you out of my mind, and I couldn't understand why until I entered this house.

Your scent is intoxicating." He pressed his nose into Benjy's throat, took a deep breath, and groaned as he exhaled.

"I'm not your old Alpha, and my Pack is not your old Pack.

You and your brother will have a home here. " He assured the young wolf.

The need to calm his mate and make him feel safe in Victor's Pack was overwhelming. This was his mate, the one man he had waited all these years to find, and he could not lose him. Every part of his being was compelling Victor to claim and protect his most precious gift.

Benjy wanted to believe him, but his experience with Alphas was that they lie when it suits them.

His old Alpha had promised them a place in the Pack after their father had died but made their mother's life miserable to the end.

After that, he and Shane had a steady diet of verbal abuse and physical assaults until they finally ran.

The Alpha and his son, Greg, had turned the entire Pack against them, calling them bad luck, vile, and a drain on Pack resources, none of which were true.

This man, Victor Rios, was his mate, and his wolf ached to submit and beg for his attention, but would he survive after the Alpha took what he wanted?

He'd submitted to Greg and given him all he asked for, only to be reviled and driven from his home in the end. Greg was with the squad that was tasked with their extermination. He would have killed him and Shane if they hadn’t gotten away.

How could he trust this man, this Alpha, Victor Rios?

Victor sensed the change in Benjy's demeanor and reacted immediately by moving forward and cupping his cheek in the palm of his hand. "I am not your old Alpha I am Victor Rios, your mate." He clarified this once again while trying to hold Benjy's gaze as he kept dodging away.

"I don't know what you went through with your old Pack, but I assure you that your life here with me will be as close to perfect as I can make it.

You are the Alpha's mate and you will want for nothing.

" Benjy looked at him directly for the first time, and Victor's heart broke as the tears began to fall again.

Benjy tried to stop them, but the emotion, combined with the mate pull and the fear, erupted in a flood of tears.

The Alpha caressed his cheek, comforting him with his touch and his concern.

This man was different he could feel it.

His wolf ached to take the support he was offering, but then .

. . what? Benjy leaned into the touch and turned his head to brush his lips across Victor's palm.

The scent and the taste of his mate soothed his anxious wolf but it was so dangerous to trust.

Victor took the opportunity to move and sit beside Benjy, gradually easing him onto Victor's lap.

The wolf was so small, just a wisp of a man, but so beautiful from his elegant hands to his aquiline nose, he was pure perfection.

Victor held him in his arms, tight to his chest, conveying the sincerity of his pledge.

"You're mine, Benjy, all mine.” He stated his ownership softly against Benjy’s ear as he touched his lips to the soft curve of his neck.

Benjy felt the Alpha’s desire hard and urgent pressing against him.

He had the urge to move and grind himself against that hardness and demand more.

As it was, he tilted his head to give the Alpha more room to explore.

His kisses were magical and took away the fierce anxiety of being in the presence of such a powerful wolf.

It was inevitable that, as an Omega, he could not withstand the pull of an Alpha and definitely not the pull of his mate.

Whatever Victor planned for him, Benjy felt helpless to prevent, and as moments passed, all he wanted was fulfillment.

Benjy shook as he reached up and threaded his fingers through Victor's silky dark hair.

Victor took what the young man was offering and moved his hands to roam the smooth tight body on his lap. His lips tasted the sumptuous skin of his neck and shoulder, nearly driving him to throw the man on the sofa and take him, at once. Each moment that passed was one of incredible restraint.

His wolf was anxious and demanding as his human half took the care necessary to woo their mate. Benjy was hurt and scared, and being too aggressive would not get him his end desire. He understood that much, even with the wild tumult of emotions roaring through his system.

Benjy buried his face in Victor's shoulder and held on tight, just needing the grounding the big man was giving.

It was so stupid; he knew that, but he couldn't deny himself a moment of comfort even if it did come at a hefty price.

Victor tightened his hold and dropped a kiss on the top of Benjy's head.

"You're safe, little one, don't be afraid. "

Whatever happened to Benjy at his last Pack escalated a rage inside Victor.

He wanted to find the Alpha who turned his beautiful mate into a terrified child and show him personally how it feels to be abused and assaulted.

If any of those assholes ever dared to come near Benjy again, it would be the very last thing they did in this life.

The thought brought resolve, but his wolf was not satisfied. His wolf wanted to hunt down those who hurt Benjy and make them pay. His wolf continued to pace, believing that the threat to his mate remained as long as those wolves still breathed.

It was the moment when Benjy looked up at him with a sad and fearful expression in his eyes, one that begged for love and acceptance, that Victor let go of his resistance.

He dropped his arm, so Benjy rested on his forearm, and then he dipped his head and took the kiss he'd been yearning for since the moment he had first touched this lovely little man.

Benjy eagerly opened for the kiss, his need for this man overruled everything else in his mind. He forgot his fear and reveled in the sensations that were waking up to this man, this Alpha wolf. He was scared out of his mind, but he couldn't stop because he wanted it all.

Victor placed his hand, gently on Benjy's aching member. He then slowly applied a delicious pressure that sent dizzying pleasure through his body and set his already hard and leaking cock to throb. Benjy thought he would come in his pants if Victor continued.

Their eyes connected and held while Victor unsnapped and lowered the zipper of Benjy's jeans.

He reached inside and squeezed his hot, silky-smooth cock, and began a slow stroke of exquisite longing.

Benjy moaned out a ragged breath as his hips sought to find friction, joining the rhythm of pleasure stroking root to top over and over.

"More." He gasp and registered the smile from Victor. Victor said something to him, but he was too far gone to hear. Just the sound of his voice, coupled with the pressure on his dick, soon sent Benjy over the edge.

Victor maintained his hold on Benjy's gaze as he brought him to the threshold and then backed off to see the hunger spike in his mate's eyes.

He asked for more over and over, and it was an amazing rush.

He felt Benjy's entire body tremble and knew he needed to provide, so he latched onto Benjy's lips once again, drinking in the beautiful lustful sounds as his mate came apart in his hands.

Black spots danced in his vision as Benjy arched and came harder than he could ever remember.

He shot stream after stream over Victor's hand and his own groin.

The act wrenched everything out of him and left him feeling mentally, emotionally, and physically spent.

He lay there in his Alpha's arms, wondering with anticipation what would be next.

With Greg, he never allowed Benjy to come first, and sometimes he never allowed Benjy to come at all.

He would finish and then leave. To his utter astonishment, Victor brought his hand to his mouth and licked the spent seed from his fingers with a wicked smile on his face.

It was so erotic that Benjy felt himself getting hard all over again.

"So sweet, so perfect," Victor mumbled before taking Benjy's lips in another deep, possessive kiss. Benjy took a risk and reached up and again threaded his fingers through Victor's hair, holding him close as he accepted everything his Alpha demanded.

Victor eventually pulled back and once again locked his gaze with Benjy.

“You never have to cower from me, you never have to look at the floor, you are my mate, you look me in the eyes.” The statement went to the heart of everything Benjy had hated and feared regarding the inequality of the powerful and the weak.

He looked at his mate and saw the sincerity and concern in his eyes.

This Alpha was kind and fair he was almost sure of it.

“Is this real? Please don’t play games, just tell me the truth.” Benjy voiced the anxieties of his heart and prayed that Victor was real and telling the truth.

"We are mates sweetheart. I don't know whether or not mates were valued in your old Pack, but in my Pack they are sacred.

Nothing is allowed to come between two individuals who are destined by Fate to be mates.

This is real, and you need to understand that I will never let you go.

" Victor punctuated that statement with a hard, demanding kiss.

Benjy could not find the words to respond. He simply nodded his understanding.

Victor took his handkerchief and cleaned Benjy's cock before tucking him back into his jeans and fastening them.

The act was so erotic that Benjy groaned wantonly when Victor pressed him back inside his jeans.

Victor smiled knowingly and dropped another quick kiss to Benjy's lips.

He kept Benjy on his lap with his arm securely around him.

"What does this mean?" Benjy's question came out more emotional than he would have liked.