Page 14 of Untamed Omega

I woke from a dream where my mate was making love to me in a big, soft bed with the light of the full moon beaming down on us. It was paradise, everything I’d dreamed of for years, even when I couldn’t see his face. But that was no longer an issue. Not only was his face imprinted on my mind, but he was lying right next to me on the bed, and the scent that had teased my nose and reminded me of I knew not what had returned to clear focus.

My mate always smelled good, and that had made finding him even better. As I came fully out of the dreamscape, I snuggled closer to the man himself. Markus and I had waited to make love until we were ready to mate, and he’d held back for me because I hoped to bring my family around to see that we were a couple who belonged together, and the five or so years between us didn’t matter at all. We were both adults and Fate had spoken. Fate didn’t care about the difference in our backgrounds. She put us together, and it was up to us to accept the gift that was.

If only we’d acted on our love sooner, none of this would have happened. I didn’t blame my mate. I was only grateful to have him back. And to remember him. How much trauma and drugs had it taken to make me not recognize him.

But spending any time thinking about that, wondering about it now, was a waste. If I’d learned anything, it was that life did not guarantee anything, and I was not going to let a moment in his company get away from me.

“Markus,” I whispered into his ear. “Wake up and mate with me.”

“Hmm?” He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. “You feel so good.”

“Make me feel better.” I was naked still from the shifting, but he had put on a T-shirt and shorts before giving me the IV, probably because naked doctoring was less than professional. But I wanted the clothes off him, now. “Take these things off.” I tugged the shirt. “Please, I want to feel your skin against mine.”

“Omega, I don’t think you’re up to it.” His voice held regret, but I didn’t want any more of that between us.

“I am. Please, we’ve waited years for this moment. We put it off first for practical reasons, and I don’t believe we can risk that again.”

He kissed my cheek. “You don’t think anything is going to come between us, do you?”

“Not if we make love now. Don’t make me beg.”

“Never.” He sat up and stripped off his clothing. I lifted the side of the blanket, and he slipped underneath, his skin warm against mine. “Better?”

“So much better.” I looped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He had always been an incredible kisser and the years had only made him better. I tried not to think of any practice he might have had. If he’d kissed someone else, they’d helped him improve.

“Nobody else, omega. I haven’t kissed anyone since you.”

“Good.” I kissed him back, welcoming his tongue into my mouth. He stroked my chest and groin, finally closing his fist around my cock. “I’m so hard for you.”

“Me too.” He rocked his hips and I took the hint and fisted him as well. “Even when I wasn’t sure you were still on this earth, there’s never been anyone else. How could I have been with another person after knowing my mate.”

“You thought I was dead.” It wasn’t a question.

But he answered it as if it had been. “I never gave up hope. But I knew the practicalities. You were gone and nobody had any information. I went to your parents but they wouldn’t tellme anything. Your brother said he’d found his car abandoned. I didn’t know what to think. And then when you came here, you looked so different. I wasn’t sure, didn’t dare to hope.”

“And now? Do you have high hopes?”

“For us, I do,” he said. “As long as you don’t want to run away from me.”

“Alpha, if you don’t mate me right this minute, maybe I will.”

With a growl, he rolled on top of me and pushed my legs up to my chest. Two fingers entered my hole, gliding in on the copious slick his nearness brought from me. His fingers retreated, replaced by the tip of his cock, and then he was inside me, the first time ever, and nothing could have prepared me for how good it was. How hard, how deep, and my legs were pinned by his body, my cock scraping his coarse-furred groin with each stroke.

I came almost immediately, my cum spraying on his abdomen while he continued to pound into me, muttering words of love and affection and how he’d never have given up on me entirely, no matter how everyone insisted he should. His words had me hard again, sensitive and vibrating against his body.

“Omega, this is what I dreamed of all those years. I can’t believe you’re real.”

“I am. And I just dreamed about this and you a moment ago. But it’s better. It’s so good.” I grasped his shoulders and held on while he drove in again and again, stretching me with his cock, making room inside for the cum that poured into me, held inside by the swelling knot.

“Alpha!” I called out, unbelievably coming again in concert with him then dropping back, held firm in his arms, in love, secure, and far closer to trusting than I thought I’d ever be again.

He held me close and sank his teeth into my shoulder, making the mark I’d begged for, marking me as his.

Chapter Fifteen

Markus

I couldn’t believe it. I had my mate again.

---