Page 29 of Dream Mates (Into The Parallel Omegaverse #2)

Spencer was in his office, hunched over his desk, frowning at something. Those slutty little glasses that he wore sometimes perched on his nose. He had on a polo and khakis, feet bare.

I stood behind his desk chair and started kneading his shoulders. “Everything okay, Spence?”

“Why hello, my good doctor.” He smiled and gave me a kiss. “I found a cypher in Dr. K’s research and am attempting to solve it. I wish Elaris was here, she was so much better at things like this.” Spencer froze.

“Her name was Elaris? That’s so pretty.” Oh, that was the love he’d lost. I kept rubbing his shoulders, though I wasn’t anywhere near as good as he was at this.

Pain crossed his face. “I didn’t mean it that way, I’m so glad I have you, Darling.”

“I didn’t take it that way at all.” I knew nothing about her.

The room grew quiet for a moment.

“I’m glad I have you. Elaris was good at puzzles? She was really smart wasn’t she? Will you tell me about her?” Given we should have this conversation before we bond.

His eyes closed and he leaned into my hands. “We met at Rock Tech–Rockland Institute of Technology. I was studying science business, she was in the chemistry program. Oh, she was brilliant. I knew from the moment I met her that if given a chance she could change the world.”

“Oh, yes, you two had a company together.” Wow. No pressure there. Oddly enough, I felt no jealousy, even though I wanted to be told that I was brilliant and would change the world.

Oh, wait, he did tell me that sometimes.

“We did.” His voice was soft. “We were still at university when we started it, and it took off quickly. But she knew what she was doing; she just needed someone to believe in her and the funding to put her ideas in action.”

My fingers worked out the knots in his neck. “You… you were mates, right? She was an omega?”

“We bonded right out of university. She was a beta, with the fierceness and confidence of an alpha.” He flinched.

“She died in an accident?” I bit my lower lip. Apparently it hurt when a mate bond broke in death. Sometimes omegas didn’t survive losing all their mates. The Center told me about it. Losing your bonded soulmate hurt so much that they called these omegas soulbroke.

“A car accident. So they say. Sometimes I wonder.” He raked a hand through his hair. “Some of her ideas were… controversial.”

“What did you make? Do?” Did he just casually admit that he thought she may have been murdered?

“Her first pharmaceutical was a take on alpha suppressants, refining them to have less side effects so that alphas would actually take them,” he told me.

I blinked, my hands working where his neck met his skull. “I didn’t know alphas took suppressants.”

“It’s not common. Mostly it’s young alphas who have trouble controlling their urges, inmates, and those ordered by the courts, mostly.

They dull alpha senses and emotions and can suppress alpha rut.

In addition to the side effects, there’s stigma around them–people think you’re ‘less’ of an alpha if you take them.

That’s why more development wasn’t poured into them and why many who should take them don’t.

Which can cause… incidents, especially in places like high schools and universities. ” His voice grew quiet.

“Oh. That was controversial?” I could see that. Just because the alphas I lived with had control didn’t mean they all did.

“Only to the alphas who didn’t want to take them.

” He shrugged. “Our main contracts were with prisons. Her most controversial idea was that she wanted to develop ways to keep the illegal designations from being executed. She died before it could be developed. Most of her research was in her head, and no one wanted to seriously take it on.” He sighed and tugged me onto his lap.

“Wow, that… that seems very noble. They kill illegal designations? Why? Isn’t that government-condoned genocide? That is terrible. It’s not like you can control what designation you are.” I didn’t know much about illegal designations.

“You are very right, and I agree with you. They’re considered a danger to society but I’m not sure that they all are. Certainly, I don’t think our current methods are the answer. But that’s a conversation for another day.” His look went pained.

For a long moment the room went quiet again.

“Thank you for telling me about her,” I finally said.

“I’ve been thinking about her a lot lately. Like how she would have loved you–and immediately had you helping her with formulas and calculations. Elaris had a thing for smart blondes.”

“I would have loved to help her amazing endeavors.” What else could I say? “What are you trying to decode?”

“Some of Dr. K’s research. I’m very curious about the smuggling ring,” he replied.

I nodded. “Me, too. The idea of omegas being illegal is weird.”

We’d looked through what he’d given me of his father’s research to see if there were any secrets in the margins but had found nothing.

“It is. Omegas are a gift. As are you. The fact that I was once mated to her doesn’t diminish what I feel for you, I promise you that. You don’t need to compete with a ghost.” His lips brushed mine as he pulled me closer.

“I believe you.” I cupped his face with my hand as I straddled his lap. “After all, I love Wes, Evan, and you.” It took a moment for me to realize what I’d said. But it was true.

He beamed. “You love me? I love you, too, Grace.”

Spencer’s mouth seized mine and we made out in the desk chair. Finally, he broke off the kiss. “Is there a reason why you came to me, my good doctor, not that you need one.”

My breath hitched as his fingers slid under my bra and brushed my nipple. “Just that my laptop was in my backpack and it has some of my research and my dissertation. Not that it really does me any good here.”

“I’d love to look over it with you at some point.” Kisses trailed down my jaw as his hard cock jut into me. His other hand slid up my thigh, under the hem of my T-shirt dress, and toyed with me through the fabric of my panties.

My lips seized his as two fingers slipped under my panties and slid inside me. The other hand unhooked my bra, setting the girls free. He grabbed it and threw it someplace, along with my dress. Spencer caught my nipple in his mouth, and I gasped.

“Are you all right, Darling? Let me know if I’m too rough. All you have to do is tell me to stop and I will,” he whispered, his fingers picking up the pace.

“More, please.” My eyes closed as pleasure rolled through me.

“Anything for you.” He stopped and I whined as he lifted me off his lap, pulling off my panties. “Bend over the desk, Baby Girl.”

Excitement shot through me as I stood there, naked. He wanted to take me on his desk? My pussy gushed. “Oh, yes, Daddy.”

It just slipped out.

His entire face lit up as he cleared a space. “Such a good girl. Now, turn around.”

I had barely leaned over the desk when he spread my legs and drew his tongue up the length of me.

“Mmmm, you taste so good.” Spencer teased my pussy with his tongue, licking and sucking until I was panting and squirming.

“Hold still.” The pat on my ass was light.

I tried not to move as waves of pleasure washed over me, building inside me.

“Come when you need to,” he directed as I lay on the wooden desk. Spencer continued to tease me with his mouth and fingers.

But I didn’t just want an orgasm.

“I want you inside me, please, Alpha,” I begged. Not that his tongue wasn’t heavenly. Still, the space between my legs ached for more.

“Come for me first.” He picked up the pace, adding two fingers while he nibbled at my clit.

As if waiting for that command, my body bucked, the orgasm shooting through my body like lightning. “Spence,” I gasped.

“So good. You look so beautiful spread over my desk,” he praised, his hand running over my ass.

I heard a zipper and cloth falling to the floor.

“Do you still want me to take you from behind while you’re bent over my desk, Baby Girl? Are you going to be a good girl and come all over my cock as I fuck you?” he growled, hands running up and down my body, sending shocks of heat through me.

“Please, fuck me hard, Alpha,” I begged, holding onto the edge of the desk.

“Mmmm, that’s what I want to hear. You’re so perfect.” Kisses trailed down my spine as his hands grabbed hold of my hips. “Look at you. Your pussy is so wet and ready for me.”

His long, hard, length thrust into me, his hips slapping against me. One of his hands stroked my clit as he unrelentingly fucked me. The air grew thick with his desire and pheromones. All I could do was hold on, moan, and surrender.

“So good,” he murmured, as he continued to fuck me hard, hand on my hips, helping him angle into me.

“Right there,” I gasped, seeing stars as another orgasm shot through me.

“I’m going to knot you now,” he told me. His knot pushed inside me as he filled me with his cum.

For a moment he just lay lightly on top of me.

“Are you all right, Darling?” he murmured in my ear. “That was a little… fiercer than I intended.”

Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me into his chair with him, our hearts thumping with exertion. My head rested on his shoulder. He began to purr, filling me with warmth.

“That was amazing.” I hadn’t visited him with the intention of being fucked on his desk, but now that I had, I didn’t regret it one bit.

“I’m so glad.” He kissed my temple.

“I can take care of you, too, you know.” I picked up my head and grinned.

His lips seized mine. “That you do.”

“Oh, I wasn’t wearing garters,” I said.

A little growl escaped his lips as he kissed my neck in that place that always sent shivers through me. “Next time.”

“Promises, promises,” I laughed.

He growled again, this one making me wet. “Oh, I always keep my promises, Darling.”

I kissed him again. “And I can’t wait for you to show me.”