Page 37 of Consider The Lilies

“He’s allergic to the fuckingtrees,” Stanley growls quietly so Stefan doesn’t overhear. “Asthma, malnourished, delayed puberty, and now he can’t be aroundtrees.”

I jerk as he rattles off the list of things wrong with the omega. “Delayed puberty?” I ask, not sure what that means.

“You claimed an omega that can’t generate any slick.” Stanley takes a step toward me, closing the space between us. My mouth falls open, shocked. “You picked the most broken, pathetic creature you could find, then forced him and all his fucking problems on me.” His teeth flash, and my hands instinctively curl into fists.

“I’m sorry, alpha.” I bow my head, praying he doesn’t make any rash decisions.

But if he didn’t like Stefan, he wouldn't have come here to check on him.

“New punishment,” Stanley barks, and I tense. “Not only do you not get to touch that omega,” he glares up into my face, “but you don’t get to touch yourself either.”

I frown, tilting my head to one side.

“No orgasms,” he spells it out for me. “No stroking that fat cock or teasing your balls,” he declares with a gleam in his eyes. Stanley loves this dominant shit, and he knows it’s not my thing, which is probably why he’s doing it. “Do you hear me, alpha?” he asks. “You do not get to come until I say so.”

“Yes, sir,” I say, suddenly very aware of my dick. Spending all day with Stefan has me uncomfortably amped. I was looking forward to locking myself in my room tonight and fantasizing about all the wonderful things I’d get to do to Stefan once my punishment was over.

“That is my omega.” Stanley’s nose twitches, begging me to challenge him. “And this is my cock.” He palms the front of my pants, squeezing my shaft in a wonderfully painful way.

“Yes, alpha,” I grunt when his grip slowly tightens.

“Now,” Stanley brings his lips to my ear, whispering, “Yuki is downstairs teaching a rogue alpha a lesson. Why don’t you go help her?”

I nod, eager to slam my fists against something until it bleeds.

“While you’re handling that,” he shifts his head, looking deep into my eyes, “just know that I’ll be up here violating your precious boy.” He releases my dick, then steps into his room and slams the door in my face.

Why the fuck did that turn me on so much?

Asleep

Stefan

“Give him to me.” Jack bursts into the room. His intense brown eyes zero in on me. There’s so much worry etched between his brows. “My omega.” He lifts me from Bear’s arms, carrying me to the bed. “My precious boy.” He skims his nose over the side of my face.

This isn’t how it happened. I’m dreaming. I think…

“Do you want your alpha to make you all better?” he rumbles in my ear as he removes my shirt, then the thin boxers. I avoid looking up at him as he admires my naked body. That uncomfortable tingle returns in my belly, and I squirm, trying to make it go away.

“Alpha,” I whimper as my groin grows tight. “I hurt.”

“It’s okay.” Jack shushes me as he crawls over my body. I blink, and he’s suddenly naked too. When did he take off his clothes?“Let your alpha make it better.”

He takes my hand, and I expect him to force it over my head, but instead, he slips it down his firm chest. My heart pounds against my ribcage as he brings my hand lower and lower until my fingers brush against something very hard. I look down, shocked to see his member is swollen. Concern for him grips me, but it quickly turns to panic when I realize my privates look exactly the same.

“What is happening?” I groan and shift, trying to make the sensation go away, but it doesn’t help. The pain between my legs is unbearable. It aches and throbs, making me whine high in my throat. “P-please!” I sob, and Jack crushes his mouth to mine.

“Trust me, Stefan,” he whispers against my lips as he wraps both of our hands around both our members at the same time. He squeezes hard, making them rub up against each other. Unable to help myself, I moan as he moves our hands as one.

Up and down.

Up and down.

“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Bear growls somewhere in the room.

Shock slams into me, and I try to snap my legs shut. But I can’t. Jack’s big body is wedged between my thighs, keeping me spread wide.

“No!” I pant as the pressure inside me builds.

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