Page 5 of Omega Dragon Manny
A vision of Beau filled my head while I bit back a moan. The way his lips pouted with desire when he’d looked at me in my mind was too much.
I tried to hold on longer, but there was no controlling it. My head snapped back, and I came hard, grunting into my pillow as my whole body arched with the climax.
The relief was short-lived when I heard the unmistakable sound of Beau humming. A lullaby, maybe. Whatever it was, it seemed to be lulling the babies into a calm that I’d yet to achieve with them.
He was some kind of miracle worker, and instead of respecting him for his skills with the babies, I was lusting over him in completely inappropriate ways. And as bad as I knew it was, I knew I’d not be able to stop. There was something about him.
I couldn’t exactly apologize for what I’d just been imagining about the man, so I did the next best thing. I dragged myself out of bed and into a quick shower so I could take over for Beau and give him a break on his first day on the job. So far, I tossed him to three tiny little wolves and took a sexy nap for…three hours. Shit!
Once I was dressed, I went out to see how I could help.
Beau was sitting cross-legged on the family room carpet, with a bottle in each hand feeding Betsy and Rory. “Hey, sleepyhead. Did you have a good nap?” The omega’s ears were pink at the tips, making me wonder if he’d heard me after all.
Gods, if he did, I didn’t want to know. How embarrassing. I was a grown-ass alpha and I couldn’t control my dick around a sexy omega.
“Um, yeah. Thanks for taking care of things out here.” I reached down and picked up Colby. He’d been lying on a blanket beside Beau, sucking his fingers and making cute little noises. “Did you already eat, mister man, or are you waiting for your brother and sister to finish?”
“He’s waiting his turn.” Beau nodded toward a third bottle that was blocked by his outer thigh. “He woke up in a good mood, so I started with these two.”
“That’s because he’s a sweetheart.” I nuzzled the top of Colby’s fuzzy head and dropped a kiss on it. “At least when he’s been serenaded.” I glanced at Beau and winked.
I was quickly learning how different each of the triplets were. Even at their young ages, their personalities shone through.
Beau’s blush was back as he smiled. “Sorry if I was loud. I was trying to be just loud enough to calm them without, um, interrupting you.”
I choked out a surprised laugh. Safe to say he did hear me. Nothing I could do about it now. At least he wasn’t acting uncomfortable or quitting. That would’ve been a nightmare. I couldn’t imagine there were any mannies out there that were a better fit for this job.
“I haven’t been sleeping well and had a particularly happy dream. I hope that didn’t make you uncomfortable.” My little declaration was making us both more uncomfortable than before, but as long as he brought it up…
“Not at all.” He shrugged and pulled Rory’s bottle from his mouth because it was empty. “I’ve been known to have a happy dream from time to time.” He met my gaze and held it, daring me to look away. “In fact, I have a feeling I might be having them more often.”
I was in so much trouble.
5
BEAU
Chicken breasts sizzled in the pan while I boiled the package of three-cheese tortellini. A jarred red sauce simmered as I danced around Clark’s kitchen as if I owned the place. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so eager to please anywhere, much less at work.
Cooking was something I enjoyed doing, but when I was expected to do it for work, it wasn’t as much fun. It was a chore that brought out my anxiety and insecurities. But as I chopped basil leaves and pulled some frozen garlic knots from the oven, I was almost giddy. Clark didn’t expect this of me. It was my way of giving back.
Providing for my new alpha, I mean, the alpha I was working for, brought me a sense of joy that didn’t quite make sense. At least, not the kind of sense I was ready to acknowledge.
Maybe it was knowing that he wasn’t going to look down his nose at the jarred sauce or tell me he wanted red meat tonight and I should’ve run a menu by him. Clark appreciated everything.
Clark was making monster noises at his three tiny babies and pulling the most adorable giggles from them while I worked. Since his nap and, uh, self-care, the man looked ten years younger. It was amazing what a good orgasm could do to soothe your soul. That and knowing he was no longer alone. I had his back and would do whatever I could to make things easier for him.
At first I was unsure how to deal with overhearing his alone fun time. If I pretended I hadn’t heard it, he’d always be wondering. If I stated full out that I did know his hand had been wandering, he might feel uncomfortable and kick me out. So instead, I tried to take his lead. I failed, teasing him for being too much fun. But it had all worked out. We had some red ears and some diverted eyes, but putting it out there added a level of comfort.
I peeked in on them when I heard him singing the alphabet song. I couldn’t help it. Clark had only been a parent for a week, but he was figuring out how to be tender and silly. Not all alpha, all the time.
From what he said, he didn’t even know this cousin really, and he definitely hadn’t agreed to be the de facto parent if something happened to him. From what he’d figured out, the three were wolf pups and the omega got pregnant by a wolf who then found his true mate and abandoned them. Alphahole.
Clark wouldn’t let them experience that kind of abandonment again. He wasn't that kind of guy. He could find his true mate tomorrow and the kids would be a package deal. Full. Stop.
My dragon growled at the thought of him having someone else.
Possessive much?
