Page 16 of Fall of the Alpha

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HIS PET OMEGA

Bella

Trying to ease away from the hot, hard body behind her to get some space, Bella squeaked as she was suddenly pulled back against the Alpha. His muscular arm was like a band of steel around her, holding her in place. Despite the fact that her butt was now nestled against his groin, for the first time, he wasn’t hard when she pressed against him.

A rumbling purr went through his chest, and she felt herself relaxing. She hadn’t even realized how tense she’d been until all of her muscles loosened.

And she resented it. Because she knew she wasn’t actually relaxed. He was influencing her, using her Omega instincts against her. His familiar touch, his familiar scent, made her want to cuddle up to him, to burrow into his body and stay there forever. Yet she found she didn’t have to. She tried to wriggle away again.

“Stay, Pet.” His deep voice was growly, rough, and it made her shiver as she felt his lips brush against the back of her neck.

“I’m not your pet.” She wanted to sound strong, firm, but she had a feeling it came out as more of a petulant whine, despite her best effort. She braced herself for whatever his response might be, as best she could, with his purr still working to keep her relaxed. The fact that she wasn’t actually looking at him helped.

To her surprise, he chuckled, and his arm shifted—only so he could move his hand over her as his purr changed. Liquid heat pooled inside her. It wasn’t the same driving force that had been conducting her behavior for the past… well, she wasn’t sure how long, but it felt similar. One hand cupped her breast, his fingers toying with the nipple, while the other slid down to press against her mound, seeking her clit.

“No!” Bella wriggled against him, feeling his cock harden against her backside even as a gush of arousal spilled over his questing fingers. She moaned. It was so unfair! Her body was betraying her in every instance, even though she’d thought it was over.

All he had to do was make that sound, to touch her, and it started all over again…

Even though she knew it wasn’t entirely the same. This wasn’t coming from within her so much as it was being created by him, unlike before when he’d been responding to her need. But it wasn’t fair that he could do this to her. That he could make her feel this way.

“No?” he asked, his teeth grazing her shoulder as his hands stilled on her. Bella moaned, rocking her hips forward to rub her sore, swollen pussy against his fingers. Despite the soreness, she ached. She yearned.

“N-n-n-n…” She couldn’t force the word through her teeth. Couldn’t deny the way his simple touch, the reassuring rumble of his purr, affected her.

“Just say the word,” he whispered against her neck, one finger circling her clit. Bella shuddered. He was teasing her, his finger touching everywhere but where she needed it most.

How? Why? She’d never been all that sexual. Kenet had complained about it more than once. Yet one touch from the Wolf and she was falling apart, all her ideas about how much control she had over herself splintering under the reality of her reactions.

“Please,” she whimpered, canting her hips forward, trying to get his fingers where she needed them, not knowing if she was pleading for him to stop… or keep going.

“Please what, Pet?” His finger circled knowingly, his hips shifting so his thick cock pushed between her slightly parted thighs. She clenched, and another gush of fluid spilled from her, coating the thick length with her arousal. “Just say yes, and you can have anything you want.”

Bella shuddered, but she could feel herself weakening. What did it matter anymore? She knew every inch of him, intimately, and he of her. She knew what he felt like. What he tasted like.

What was one more time?

“Yes,” she whispered. Then cried out, closing her eyes as his lower body shifted again and his cock thrust inside her. She was so sore… but it felt so good.

A tear slipped down her cheek as her ecstasy soared.

Alek

Waking up in a tangle of limbs and bodies, Alek rolled over to find himself face-to-face with Aria. The little Omega was also awake, nestled against Trace, and she blinked sleepily at him.

Last night had been…

Alek flushed as he remembered. Last night, while Cora had been out of the room, busy running the Wolf’s empire while he ‘assisted’ Bella through her heat, they’d repeated some of what the Wolf had done to him and Bella. He’d been caught between Aria and Trace, with Aria moaning as she took his knotted cock while Trace forced his own knot into Alek’s eager asshole.

And he’d loved every second of it.

Now, Cora was behind him, in bed with them, and he was…

Content? Happy?

He didn’t know.

He didn’t feel like he should be either of those things, yet his desire to run had gotten less and less with each passing hour. It wasn’t just the pleasure. It was reconciling what it meant to be both Alpha and Omega with the ideas he’d always had about both. The lies he’d believed about both.

From everything he could see, Cora and Trace were fair Alphas. They didn’t let their instincts override everything. But he didn’t know what was happening with Bella and the Wolf. That was his main concern.

Was she hurt?

Was she scared?

Would the Wolf harm her?

Thinking about Cora’s and Trace’s reassurances on that last worry always brought up thoughts of his father and Zone One. Had his father really killed the Wolf’s mate? He couldn’t imagine his father actually getting his hands dirty that way. Could he imagine his father ordering someone’s death?

Yes.

It was the idea that he’d done it himself that Alek struggled with.

Gentle fingers stroking down his cheek brought him back to the present. Aria was frowning at him in concern, her light caress bringing him back to himself.

“What’s wrong?” she asked in a whisper.

“Nothing… just… worried about Bella.”

Understanding flashed through her eyes, along with another emotion he couldn’t read.

“Her heat should be over soon. You’ll be able to see her then.” There was something accusatory in her tone, something almost… jealous? Alek couldn’t help but feel amusement. A few days ago, Aria had seemed jealous of the attention Trace and Cora were paying to him, and now she was jealous of Bella?

He supposed that meant she accepted him now, and he was surprised to feel a flash of satisfaction at that knowledge. Some part of him had wanted her to accept him, not just tolerate him because of Cora and Trace.

Sudden pounding on the door in the main room had all of them jumping to attention. Alek instinctively curled around Aria as Cora and Trace both leapt to their feet, snarling as they glared at the open bedroom door. The sound ripped through the air, filled with menace, and Aria squeaked, curling into an even tighter ball in Alek’s arms. He could feel her quivering against him and felt like snarling as well, but… strangely, he trusted Cora and Trace to take care of whatever the threat was, leaving him free to comfort and protect Aria.

“Cora!” The deep voice calling out her name was slightly muffled, but Cora and Trace both immediately relaxed at the sound of it.

Cora glanced at Trace.

“Let him in.”

Nodding, Trace stalked into the main room and went to hit the lock on the door as Cora pulled on her clothes. She glanced at Aria and Alek and nodded in approval as she took in the sight of Alek still wrapped around the little Omega, unwilling to move yet.

“It’s Marek,” Cora said, and Alek felt Aria relax. She obviously recognized the name, even if she hadn’t immediately known his voice the way Cora and Trace had. He still didn’t know who it was, though, and cautiously sat up as Aria pushed her way out of his arms. Quickly, he followed Cora’s lead in getting some clothes on.

The door between the bedroom and the main room remained open, so he could hear Trace greeting the other male. Alek was the last one in the other room, just in time to see Aria hugging another female. Just looking at her, he instantly knew she was an Omega, even though she was taller than Aria.

Both the new Alpha, who must be Marek, and the Omega looked up as Alek walked into the room. Cora turned to see him as well.

“Alek, this is Marek and his mate Lara. Marek is one of Malachi’s captains.”

Marek nodded his head by way of greeting, but his gaze was all business, as were his next words.

“We’ve caught one of your father’s spies.”

Alek froze.

“My father’s what?”

The smile that Marek sent his way was not entirely friendly.

“Your father’s spies. Would you like to come with us to question him?”