Page 20 of Omega's Breed

The next thing he knew, Finn had him on his back, their lips fused and the beta’s cock sliding inside him. He’d never been mounted this way before. Face-to-face? Did it even count as being mounted? He didn’t know, and he didn’t care. Raising his legs, he bucked up to meet his mate and held on for the long, hard ride.

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“Damn, I dropped another stitch.” Aggravated, Will worked to undo his mistake.

The pretty, soft yarn he knitted with would make a lovely blanket for Annie, and he wanted it to be perfect. He’d never had access to anything more than his own old sweaters and scraps before. The Rogue Pack had traded some hand-crafted furniture for the wool from a neighboring human farm. Sheep were way too skittish to be raised by shifters. As Finn’s mate, he’d been allotted a fair amount for personal use. His decision to accept the beta’s proposal was already proving to be the right one. In more ways than one. He squirmed a bit in his chair, pleased with the sweet ache in his ass.

A few feet away, Mabel chuckled. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. You’re a great knitter, especially given how little practice you’ve had.” The female sat at a giant loom, weaving either a blanket or a rug. Hard to tell, but she was so accomplished at the complicated task, and she’d promised to teach Will how to do it. He couldn’t wait.

“Mabel’s right,” the alpha mate, Kyle, chimed in.

Will still couldn’t believe how the senior pack member hung out and joined in the chores with the others like it was no big deal. Magnus’ first mate had ignored Will, and the male’s newest mate had treated Will as if he were something she’d found clinging to the pad of her paw. The casualness of his new pack helped to ease him into his change in circumstances.

A shriek caught his attention. He whipped up his head and instantly looked at the big playpen in the corner. He knew Annie’s voice when he heard it. She was having a tug of war with Mabel’s boy pup over some toy.

Half-rising from his seat, he admonished his daughter. “Annie, play nice!” She dropped the toy, but glared at her father. “Don’t give me that look, either.”

He sat back down, although he kept a weathered eye on the playpen. “Sorry,” he said to Mabel. “She’s not used to playing much with other pups. The mothers in my old pack wouldn’t allow it, unless I was serving Magnus at his table, and they had to watch her.”

In the next instance he grunted in surprise as Mabel barreled into him and squeezed hard. “Oh, that’s terrible,” she cried into his ear. “You’ll never have to worry about that here. We all love you and Annie already.” She punctuated her remarks with a kiss to his cheek.

“Th-thanks.” Will stammered and blushed from the fuss. He gave the sigma a shy smile when she let go. “You’ve all been so nice to us.”

The alpha mate tsked. “That’s been easy, believe me. You’re a sweet guy, and Finn’s obviously happy with the mating. We like that you’ve brought him some joy. Ouch!” Kyle frowned down at his pup, who was busy nursing. “I think she must have her first teeth coming in. If that’s the case, I can’t wait for her to be weened,” he added with a wince.

“You’ll miss the nursing when she is,” Will said without thinking. When he realized he’d schooled the alpha mate, he felt a frisson of fear. Before he could stammer out an apology, however, Kyle laughed.

“You’re right, of course.” He smiled down at his daughter. “I love knowing that I can feed her with my own body, and it does make my pecs extra sensitive. Lorcan loves playing with them, too.” The guy’s cheeks turned red immediately.

Mabel laughed again. “I bet he does!”

Will joined in with a smile, delighted at the easy camaraderie he’d found with these two shifters in less than a week. Everything was going so well in this new pack, he hardly dared to believe it could last. He and Annie finally had everything they needed—food, clothing, warmth and protection. And, the things that Finn did to his body when they were alone or when Annie was fast asleep? Well, he’d never imagined that kind of pleasure in his life, and he still almost expected to wake up one day and find it was all some kind of dream.

The knitting needles slipped through his fingers and fell clattering to the floor. “Damn!” he swore again and bent over to pick them up. “I’m so clumsy today. I don’t know what’s the matter with me.” When he straightened, he found the other two staring at him. “What?”

Mabel and Kyle shared a knowing look before each of them broke out into a huge smile. Neither of them answered his question, though, so he asked again.

“What’s going on? Why are you two looking at me that way?”

Before either of them said a word, he shivered and his hole tightened to a painful degree. “Oh, no.” Then a flood of slick slid down his channel and another spasm rocked him. Not trusting himself with anything sharp, he managed to toss the knitting on a table before he had to double over.

Over the building panic he felt, he heard Mabel say, “I’ll get Finn.”

Chapter Eight

By the time Finn reached Will in the weaving building, the poor boy was in bad shape. Bent over, shivering, and whining, he gave the appearance of being an omega who’d been unserviced in his heat for days. His mate’s condition surprised Finn, given that it had taken mere minutes for Mabel to fetch him. Seeing Will in such distress drove Finn’s wolf wild. It prowled and snarled under his skin, howling in response to the pathetic whines of Will’s timid wolf reverberating inside his head. He wanted to mount the omega immediately, and his cock strained to break free. Given that Kyle and Mabel were in the room with them as were the pups, he couldn’t act on his urge, however. The best he could do was to move Will to their room as quickly as he could manage.

Racing over to his mate, he scooped the small body into his arms. “Easy, baby. I’ve got you.”

Will shook in his arms and clawed at the front of Finn’s shirt. “Hurts.” Snuffing against Finn’s neck, he added, “Need you.”

He turned to the door. “I know, baby. I know.”

Will wrapped his arms around Finn’s neck and tried to burrow into his body. “Now.” A shudder racked him, jarring Finn right down to his bones. “Please.”

The smell of his heat was overpowering. Finn staggered near the doorway and had to take a moment to catch his breath and push his own growing need down. He had to get them to their private space before giving into the overwhelming desire to shove his dick deep inside his mate. His fingers clenched around the hot, shivering bundle in his arms.

He’d barely left the building when his mate strained against his hold and practically crawled over his shoulder. “Annie!” The omega’s wolf whimpered and gave a little howl of distress, torn between two primal urges—the need to mate and the duty to nurture.

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