Page 4 of Their Alpha

“Some people might say I’m a weak alpha,” I told Fletcher with a smile, “but that’s not genetic. It’s more of a kink. You can trust me to maintain the boundaries you set for yourself and your husband, though.”

Fletcher nodded. “Good. Gideon has powerful boundaries because of his past. His…his family wasn’t…there were certain expectations put on him growing up.”

“Say no more,” I said, holding up one hand. “I think I get the gist of it.”

There were plenty of so-called traditional families out there who still saw omegas as inferior baby-makers who weren’t entitled to a life of their own or any agency in their lives or with their bodies. Those people made me see red.

“One other thing,” Fletcher said, suddenly nervous. “Gideon wants to start a family.”

I froze for a moment, then deliberately continued eating as though that simple phrase hadn’t thrown me. “I have no objection,” I said. “Part of donating to Bangers & Mash’s Heat Lightning program is the expectation that there will be babies out there bearing my DNA. I’m not opposed to that happening with the two of you.”

Not only not opposed, but my usually quiet inner alpha practically purred at the idea, even though it fancied Fletcher. I already knew that I would like Gideon, too, though I couldn’t say why I was so certain.

We finished our meal, and when the server returned with our check, even though I offered to pay, Fletcher insisted we split it. I kind of liked that about him, too. There were a lot of things to admire about Fletcher Battersea. He was my kind of omega. I couldn’t wait to meet his husband as well.

“I have to get back now,” Fletcher said once the bill was paid and we left the café. “I’ll let you know as soon as Gideon shows definite signs of heat. I’ll text you our address then.”

“Do you have any preferences for how you’d like me to arrive?” I asked. “Hapless pizza delivery guy who ends up strapped to a table? Lured to your address by a promise of a good time?”

Fletcher broke into the first hint of a smile I’d seen from him. “Do you need a scenario?”

I shrugged. “It’s more fun that way.”

His smirk grew. “How about you volunteered for an experiment that’s about to get out of hand.”

I smiled. “I can work with that.”

Fletcher held out his hand to me. “Then I’ll see you soon, Mr. Montgomery.”

“As soon as you need me,” I replied, shaking his hand.

That was it. Fletcher nodded to me one more time then turned and walked off, leaving traces of his burnt sugar scent swirling around me. I liked him. A lot. I felt like he had a lot on his shoulders, and I was eager to lift some of that burden for him. I couldn’t wait to get the call that his husband had gone into heat.

CHAPTER TWO

Fletcher

Ifelt itchy the whole drive home. Actually itchy. I was tempted to worry that I’d accidentally eaten something I was allergic to at the café, but I didn’t have any food allergies. At least, not that I knew about. People developed allergies as they aged, though, right?

I knew that wasn’t it. I wasn’t naïve enough not to figure out that I was reacting to Artemis Montgomery.

Okay, reacting might have been too strong a word for it. I got a good vibe from him was all. He was handsome and tall, like most alphas were, with broad shoulders and a powerful build. He didn’t walk with a swagger, like he thought the world owed him something. He had an almost gentle manner, which I could tell from his warm but not forceful handshake. His hazel eyes were kind.

I’d definitely done my research on Artemis before contacting him through the Dark Fantasies Club app. I’dread all of his reviews, even going so far as to read other reviews those same omegas had left for other alphas to see if they were just the sort of people who left stellar reviews for everyone. But no, those reviews were honest. Artemis had a reputation for being respectful, actually submitting instead of pretending to and topping from the bottom, and for producing vast quantities of cum when he was milked.

That was all I needed. I needed that cum for Gideon. I needed it so that when his heat came, I could fuck him to make that personal connection, then swap out the Heat Lightning device loaded with Artemis’s cum so my beloved could get as close to the actual experience of an alpha taking him through heat without having to endure the horror of those abusive memories. Maybe I could figure out a way to milk a lot of extra from Artemis and store it so that when my heat came in a month or so, I’d be ready.

Not that I would mind Artemis taking me through my next heat.

I frowned as that thought hit me. It was intrusive and uninvited. I turned a corner onto the long drive that would take me out to my and Gideon’s secluded farmhouse, trying to push it away.

The thoughts wouldn’t budge. Neither would the lingering memory of Artemis’s alpha scent. It wasn’t brash and overpowering, like a lot of alpha’s I’d scented. It was more like fresh-mown hay in the sunshine. It actually reminded me of home, but that could only be because I’d been raised on a farm. I’d been the one driving the harvester during hay season.

As the gravel approaching the house crunched under the wheels of my car, I forced myself to think about Gideon, about what he’d been up to while I’d been in town, meeting Artemis. He was probably hunched over his computer,typing away on his latest book. Either that or online interacting with his fans. He’d had a call with his editor yesterday, who once again had urged him to come out of seclusion and do a book tour. There was no way that was happening.

Unless maybe we had someone with Artemis’s power and presence to act as Gid’s bodyguard. Artemis might have been gentle, but I had the feeling he could be intimidating when he needed to be.

My thoughts drifted as I passed the meadow where the neighboring farm’s horses were grazing. I bet Artemis had a big, thick, alpha cock. I bet it would feel so good pushing into my heat-slick hole, stretching and filling me. I could practically hear the sounds of our combined grunting in my imagination as he held me down and fucked me until I was sobbing with need for him.

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