Page 127 of Carmichael's Omega

"I'm just doing my best to be a good mate,no?"

"Go, Alpha, go," Devel waves me off without opening his eyes.

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My alpha wolf zeros in on our mates.Mis amoressit together at a table with some of the pack, writing down a list of supplies. Cassidy's hair is pulled back in a messy ponytail, and Mattie needs a haircut. The ends curl on his neck, and he keeps pushing them out of his eyes. They both still have circles under their eyes, but they look better rested today than they did yesterday. Cassidy's caramel eyes meet mine and brighten.

More of the tightness in my chest eases. The tension shoots straight to my dick. I'd better get them out of here before I can't walk.

"Nene,Conejita, come with me," I can't touch them. If I do, I'll take them both here in the barroom in front of the pack. Then the Beta will hear about it and give me grief.

They follow me back down to the bedroom, quiet footsteps that make my alpha wolf's ears twitch in alertness.

"On the bed,Nene, on your knees.Conejita, go to the bathroom, pee and undress." Cassidy gives me a confused look but obediently walks to the bathroom. I listen to her arrange herself on the toilet. Pregnancy will make her have to piss, so I've heard, and I need her bladder empty.

"Carm? Why... um..." Mattie twists his shirt in his hands, looking scared and vulnerable.

"Shh,Nene, on the bed."

Achingly slowly, my male walks to the mattress and goes to his knees on the bed, head bowed, fingers still clenching his shirt.

I take a deep breath, ignoring the scents of the pack that waft around the room. He's upset. Doing his best to hide it, my brave male, but still deeply sad. He's beautiful, on his knees, golden head bent low, like a repenting angel.

I kneel behind him and grasp the hem of his t-shirt. "Off,Nene."

He lets me pull off his shirt, then bends his head down when I silently push until his forehead touches the mattress. I unsnap his shorts, and he wiggles out of the rest of his clothes without picking his head up.

"Carm?" he sniffles. "I don't think-"

I rub his naked back, and he quiets down. I think I love his tan lines the most. I'm not used to seeing them on males. I trace the lines on his thighs and back. He's modest, my sweet male.

The bathroom door creaks open, and my bunny slips out, blushing and beautifully nude. She has tan lines that follow a skimpy few lines on her bottom, I note. I hide my grin. My good girl is naughty.

"Come here,Conejita. Next to your brother, just like this,si?"

Her blush deepens as she hurries to my side, hands fluttering to hide her tits, her pretty pussy. My good girl goes to her knees and bends without any further demands from me.

Mattie has gone silent, and for a moment, I just let their emotions wash over me. Cassidy trusts me with her body, even though she still doesn't trust my love for her. That will take time and effort. I know that. Mattie... he is terrified that I'm about to force him because if I take his tight little ass right now, that's what it'll be.

Swallowing my own emotion down, I stroke their backs gently. Mattie has fallen silent, refusing to voice his concerns in front of his sister. He tries so hard to protect her, but, ironically, Cassidy is stronger emotionally than Mattie is right now. She has a plan, my schemer, and Mattie feels helpless to take on my... attention. I swallow my disappointment. Mattie likes pain, and I want to explore that, but not too much, not today.

I keep petting them, absorbing those emotions, sorting them, prioritizing. Devel's advice scorches my insides. Be dominant. Omegas need this sexual release to help them with their emotional state of wellbeing.Sí, that's natural, but I can't be selfish. I've never put anyone ahead of myself. I'm a selfishputo, but now my alpha-wolf, and I can't imagine anything or anyone more important than these two perfect omegas.

Mattie shivers when my fingers dance along their spines to the crack of their asses. "Nene," I whisper to him. "I will never take you before you're ready. We don't have to rush."

A dart of jealousy runs through the bond, but I can't tell who it's from. "Talk to me, mates. Tell me what's wrong."

"You make love to Cassie," Mattie finally says. There's a hint of bitter resignation there. My male's only known sexual predation from males interested in him.Chale. I'm a predator of a different sort, aren't I?

MiConejitais quiet. "Cassidy?" I question, keeping my voice low and steady.

She takes a breath, her naked back arching a bit. "I... I'm jealous," she admits but won't say anything else. I push harder into the bond.

My alpha-wolf hasn't met hers yet. She evades him, peeking out of her den, eyes glinting, but she won't let him get too close. I suck in a breath. Mattie's wolf is wary, too, but is there, able to be touched, scented, examined in the way our wolves do.

What does that mean? My female trusts me with her body, but her wolf doesn't? Or is she shy because of the pregnancy?

I'm glad that my mates can't see my face. I probably look pissed off right now as the answer filters through the bond from my wolf.

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