Page 34 of Loving My Omega (The Perfect Designation Trilogy #2)

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Thirty-Four

I felt super heated. Groaning, I moved to try and get a cool part of the covers. Except I couldn’t move. Squeezing my eyes shut before opening them, I took in my surroundings. Right. Marcus’ house. We had mated last night and then I passed out next to him. My brow furrowed and I touched my shoulder.

Marcus and I mated .

We mated .

I was mated .

Curling up into a ball, I wanted to squeal. It actually happened. We actually were mated. Something I never thought would happen. Not even with Marcus but just in general. I was his. How did I get here? How was this real?

“Regrets?”

Turning in his arms, I looked up at Marcus. His eyes were still closed but he had a smile on his face. I snaked my hands up and pulled his head down a bit so I could kiss him.

“Not even a little.”

He shifted and before I realized it, I was caged under him. His eyes were back to their forest green but there was something lighter in them. Almost like they were brighter and more vibrant. Not to mention the shit-eating grin on his face.

“Good, because you mine now, Colton Fisher.”

Kissing me, his weigh pressed me into the bed but not too heavily to crush me. We both were still naked and I felt his cock rub against me. Reaching up, I tried to lock my legs around him but Marcus laughed.

“Nice try. We need to eat.”

I hummed. “We can do that later. Or…I can eat you. That would fill me up too.”

“Do you even know what time it is?”

Shaking my head, I didn’t want to know. All I wanted to do was stay in the bubble we created. Marcus chuckled but threw the blankets off of us. Sighing, I felt the cool air finally brush my skin.

“I don’t know how I got so hot. Usually I’m freezing.”

“That might be my fault.”

I narrowed my eyes as he got off the bed and disappeared into the closet. “What do you mean?”

“Sometimes, depending on how close the mates are, they can share traits when they mark each other. You might run a little hotter than normal from now on.”

Sitting up, I stared at him as he walked out in pants and a shirt. “When was this a thing?”

“Always? I’m sure its not as common between same species since there aren’t different traits.”

“More like unheard of! Marcus!” I gestured to my front. “Am I just a furnace now too? Can I control it? Am I just going to be perpetually sweating?”

He walked over and slipped a shirt over my head. “No. Your body will adjust. Don’t worry.”

“What do you get? Are you gonna be a fluff ball like me?”

Marcus roared and shook his head. “I’m not sure. Knowing you, it will be interesting though. Come on, up. We need to have dinner.”

He helped me get my arms through the holes and I reached out, grabbing my phone. To my surprise, he was right. It was already seven in the evening. We’d, or at least I, slept through the entire day. Cursing, I would need to send out a message to Professor Phillips for missing class.

“Don’t worry. I took care of it.”

I looked up at him as I stood and pulled on my boxers. “Took care of what?”

“I sent out a message to Kirk Phillips.”

Blinking at him, I cocked my head to the side. “Can you read my mind?”

His teeth sunk into his bottom lip while he didn’t answer me. I stared at him, waiting for an answer.

“Marcus?”

“In a way.”

My brow furrowed. “In a way ? What do you mean in a way? In any capacity!”

“Colton, relax. It’s just the mind link.”

Sitting back down on the bed, I rubbed my eyes as I tried to wrap my head around what was happening. Suddenly I felt like I was twenty degrees hotter. Marcus could read my mind. Where was this all when I was learning about mate bonds? Not that I listened since I had convinced myself I’d never have one but where the hell was this in school.

Hands rubbed my thighs and I opened to see Marcus kneeling on the floor in front of me. “I am happy to explain it to you. It’s probably things that are just natural to everyone except those who have been pushed away by their family. Trust me, none of this is unusual. I promise. Since the bond is new, it tends to be a little haywire for a few weeks until it settles and we learn to control it. We just need to eat before we skip another meal.”

I nodded slowly. “Okay. I can do that.”

“Thank you, little wolf.” He stood up and rubbed my head. “Come on. Let’s go down and figure out what to eat.”

Marcus left me sitting on the bed. “I think I have some chicken left. We could try something a little spicier this time, test his limits since he’s been good lately.”

Getting up, I chuckled and leaned against the railing. “Spicy is fine. I’d like to test it.”

Marcus stopped pulling things out of the fridge and looked up at me. He smirked and shook his head.

“I didn’t say that out loud, Colt.”

I opened my mouth and then thought about it. It had been surprisingly clear considering he was walking away from me. It didn’t even occur to me it would go both ways. I thought I would be stuck with him reading my mind.

“Yeah, this is going to take some getting used to.”

He chuckled. “You didn’t have the mind link when you were back in your pack?”

Shaking my head, I stepped around the kitchen island and watched him as he mixed up a spice blend. It probably could be spicier but I wasn’t going to complain. Bland food had gotten so old over these past few months it just made me nauseous to think about.

“I think this enough for now. We can test your limits later. I want you to keep this down.”

My eyes narrowed and I glared at him. “So, the mind link is just you being able to read everyone else’s mind? I’m pretty sure that’s not how they explained it.”

“No. It’s not. Usually, when part of a group like a pack or flight, you get your wolf and with it comes your connection to your pack. It means that people can contact you through the mind link. You can ignore a mind link or block them but only your Alpha has the ability to bypass that. Your thoughts aren’t transmitted throughout the entire pack. That would be chaos.”

Giggling, I would have loved to see the pack erupt in chaos and the Council come in and sweep them all away. “So, why are our thoughts being projected to each other without control?”

“Because a mate bond link is different than a pack link. Even if we were in different packs or, like us not part of any pack, we have the ability to use a mind link. Except it’s much deeper than that. We aren’t limited by territory.”

“And because it’s a deeper connection, it takes some getting used to in order to keep our thoughts to ourselves.”

Marcus nodded as he turned and heated up the pan. “I’m sorry, I thought you would know some of this.”

“I didn’t really pay attention after a certain point to mate bonds. So it might have been told to me but I was too bitter to retail any of it.” I leaned against the kitchen counter. “So, I’m overheating because your a fire dragon? If I mated an ice dragon, would I have been cold all the time? Cause that would suck.”

He laughed again and shook his head. “Traits are sometimes shared between two mates. It’s not super common but it is far more common between two different species. While in theory, you would be colder if you mated an ice dragon, there isn’t a guarantee that would be the trait you picked up.”

“Oh, so like I could end up having blue fur instead of black?”

“Sure.”

My eyes widened and I quickly shifted my tail, pulling it forward into my hands. It was still the midnight black color it always was. Sighing, I didn’t know what I would have done if I was bright red like Marcus.

“What’s wrong with my red scales?”

I chortled and shook my head. “Nothing! It’s just being a bright red fluffy spot doesn’t seem all that appealing, let’s be real.”

“I would love you all the same.”

Biting my lip, I sighed and pulled him away from the pan for a quick kiss. “Thank you. Though, my color I think is from my dragon side. If my mother was Timberwolf and she is all white, and usually our hair is close to our shade of wolf, I probably get my color from Domingo.”

Marcus turned to me, his eyes narrowing for a moment. Bringing up his arms, he started to shift them. My eyes widened and I grabbed his arms as I looked at his scales.

“Marcus.”

They were black. Not a single red scale in sight. It wasn’t just black either. When he shifted his arm in the light, it caught some deep purples and blues as well. I looked up at him but he looked as shocked as I was.

“There hasn’t been a black dragon since…I don’t know when. I’d have to ask Dad but it’s definitely been a few thousand years.”

Throwing my head back, I barked out a laugh. “We are so fucked.”

“What…?”

“We are literally made to stand out. All either of us want to do is blend in and hide. Yet everything that happens to us, we just keep standing out more and more.” I couldn’t help the tears as I laughed. “I’m a male Omega, the only one alive right now. I’m pregnant with the largest shifter possible. I’m a level ten which is even crazier. A black wolf despite my hair color. Add in that I’m a Fisher and on paper the worst level in all of Fisher history. Pheromones that take literally twice the amount of crystals to hold back.” Gesturing to him, I rubbed my eyes. “Then there is you! Alford family name, level ten. Now the first black dragon in centuries. Pheromones all over the place. Lone Alpha. We literally scream, fucking look at us we are the next fucking generation of the entire shifter population, bringing back old powers.”

Marcus wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. I don’t know when it turned from funny to fear, but somewhere in there it did. He held me as I cried and I shook my head. This was ridiculous. Why did we even bother? At this point, we might as well rule the world because it would be easier.

“Don’t think like that. We will find our place, Colt. We have the power to do what we want. If we want to stay away from the world, we can. If we want to take it over, we can do that too.”

“I don’t want to take over the world.”

His lips pressed into my head. “Neither do I, little wolf. I will though if it makes it safer for you and for our hatchlings.”

“It’s not going to be two hundred, Marcus.”

“It’s not really something I was thinking about negotiating on.”

“Two hundred! I can’t even get through this one! I’ve been so sick!”

“I doubt it will be like that every time.”

“I’m going to murder you if you try to fucking get me pregnant two hundred times, Marcus.”

He laughed and I stormed out of the kitchen. Grabbing the back door, I threw it open and stepped into the night air. Taking a deep breath, I finally felt cooler. I really hoped this whole overheating would settle in the next couple days, not the next couple weeks. Already I was uncomfortable enough with our little girl.

“Come inside. It’s still in the negatives. I’ll turn the heat down.” His arm wrapped around me. “I don’t want you to freeze thinking that you can handle it when it’s just feeling like you’re hot.”

“I’m scared.” I finally let the words slip out.

Marcus was quiet for a moment before he turned me around. “You aren’t alone. I’m not going to say things won’t be scary. They will. We can take everything that gets thrown at us though, as long as we weather it together.”

Slipping his fingers between mine, he lifted up my hand and kissed it.

“More cayenne.”

“What?”

I stomped my foot on the deck. “I want more fucking cayenne on my chicken. I’m not a child. I want to actually taste what I’m eating.”

He laughed and nodded. “Fine. Just come inside, mate.”

There was no helping my smile after hearing him call me that. “Mar?”

Humming, Marcus looked back at me from the doorway.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Now get inside.”

“Yes, Alpha.”