Page 18 of An Omega in Trouble

“Yes, but that’s no reason to mate me. I’ll protect you no matter what.”

A parking attendant drove the car away, and we cut through the hotel rather than go around the outside as I might have preferred. But with the men who’d been lurking around outside, I went in and asked for a lift back to the villa in one of the golf carts. The way I saw it, that meant we’d have one extra person in case anyone wanted to start anything. A witness.

My wolf was surging inside me, demanding we mate and mark our omega so we could keep him safe, and although my detective side wanted me to lock him in a room and go find those criminals, I was going to do it in a logical way. My friend back on the force was researching, and I had other people I could call the next day. I had considered staying in town but if the mafia had set its sights on my mate, I could do a better job keeping him safe in the villa with its state-of-the-art security system than any town accommodations.

And as the driver piloted the golf cart away, I locked every door and window and checked inside every room and closet. Even cabinets that shouldn’t be big enough for anyone because this precious omega deserved all the care I could provide.

“Alpha?” I turned from checking under the sink to see two long, toned legs. “Is everything ready? Can you mate and mark me now?”

He said it with such innocence, I could barely breathe.

Standing I had the opportunity to observe all of him from bare toes, past lightly furred calves and thighs to his jutting cock pointing at me. My mouth watered and my arms went around his hips, pulling him in to me.

“Alpha, what are you…ohhh.” He didn’t need to ask any more question because my lips were around his cock, and he tasted as sweet as anything I’d ever imagined. He laced his fingers into my hair and hung on while I took him deep into my throat. He seemed to swell as I bobbed up and down, his whimpers egging me on. His legs wobbled, but I held him upright while licking, sucking and gently scraping my teeth over his sensitized skin.

My head swam, my cock completely hard although it hadn’t been touched and when the first droplets of cum rolled down my throat, I sucked twice as hard, wanting every bit of it.

Then I rose all the way to my feet, still supporting the shaky omega and guided him into the bedroom. I felt as nervous as a first-timer, but that made sense since this was the first time with my omega. My fated mate. Easing him down onto the bed, I straightened and stripped off my clothing. We’d shifted together, so we’d seen one another naked, but only briefly. Also years of shifting with pack taught us the courtesy of not ogling one another.

But tonight, I preened under my omega’s admiring gaze and moved to take him in my arms. I wanted him face to face so I could watch his expression as we made love.

I leaned over and embraced him, bending closer for a kiss and savoring his firm lips. Reaching between us, I tested his slick. “You’re so ready for me, omega mine.”

“Yes, alpha. I’ve been waiting for you my whole life.”

With that I fitted my cock to his hole and thrust inside. So slick, I drove balls deep on the third thrust. Trace’s eyes closed, but I patted his cheek. “Open your eyes, omega, so I can see them.”

They went full golden bear, sending a thrill down my spine. My omega watched me, hands fisting the sheets, hips bucking, and a stream of very naughty encouragement pouring from those sensual lips.

I paused, trying to slow down, wanting to make it last, but Trace’s body enveloped me, milking me until I no longer had the ability to end anything. I spilled into my omega’s body for the first time.

My knot swelled, and I rolled to the side, bringing him on top of me and sinking my teeth into the side of his throat. Tasting his blood before lapping the wound closed. Mated and marked.

It might be enough to turn the other male away, this proof of our bond, but it wasn’t enough for me. I would see the bastard in jail to make sure he could never change his mind and come after my mate as his “prize.”

With that cheerful thought in mind, I tucked my omega against me, spoon style, and settled in for a nap. I had lots more plans for the night.

Chapter Sixteen

Trace

I woke the next morning with two arms wrapped tightly around me and one leg over my hip. I didn’t dare move. I wanted to stay in this moment, caged in by my alpha, loved and cared for as I’d never been in my life.

Not that all of that would end if I moved, but this moment was to be savored.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby.” Azlan spoke right into my ear. His warm breath reminded me of how his mouth felt on my body the night before.

“Did the bond make you able to read my thoughts?” I whispered, turning around to face him. He was gorgeous in the day and the night, but this morning with his sleepy eyes and messy hair, well, I decided that was how I loved him most. The way no one else in the world would ever see him. Only his mate, his omega would get to.

“No. But I can smell you. Your fear smell roused my wolf. He hates when you are scared, especially since he will never let anything happen to you.”

“I woke you up. I’m sorry.”

“You can wake me up anytime, omega. In fact, I remember you waking me up several times in the night.” Azlan moved to nuzzle my neck, my shoulder. As his lips passed over my mark, I moaned. Goddess, everything he did felt so good.

We kissed and loved each other for a few more minutes, but I needed a shower.

“How about you take a shower,” he said as if reading my mind. Wouldn’t it be something if we could do that? It was a quite rare connection between mates. and I’ll order room service.”