Page 158 of Carmichael's Omega

Another male, then another, stands and makes the same ludicrous statement. Ridiculous, especially because Rique, Holt, and a few others have mates. Rique is fully mated.

"These are my mates!" Carmichael bellows, pounding his chest covered in the blood of his pack with his fist. "My Luna! My Omega!"

Myovaries... Oh my goodness. This is not what I expected. I thought that-

Our pack roars as Carmichael kneels behind Mattie. "Ready,Nene?" In complete contrast to the furor of the pack and his shouts, when he speaks to Mattie, his voice is soft and soothing.

"Carm?" is Mattie's whimpering answer.

"Shh,Nene," he says to him.

Mattie shakes his head, as horrified by the destruction around us as I am, gasping when Carmichael drags his hard length up and down the crease of his bottom.

"It's time, little omegas," Carmichael says with utter satisfaction.

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Carmichael

Fucking finally. Time to show the eyes, hidden in the dark, how an alpha tames his little omegas. Let the LoboGris learn just how muchthey'vetamedme.

Mattie tries to scramble away, but I catch him, then have to grab my little female, too. "You want to play games, little omegas?" I murmur. It's more complicated with two. They can try and split up; to run from me. I'll get them both, but it'll take longer.

I shake my head, forcing my wolf back down.Mateis all he can think of. It's all I can think of, too, but I'll be gentle with my omegas. They're scared and confused, not understanding this brutal show. Witnessing the battle isn't something I ever wanted for Mattie and Cassie, but I knew that the public display of need and desire for my mates would drive the bad seeds in this pack insane with bloodlust. Especially since this particular tradition, fighting for the right to mate the luna, hasn't been followed in generations.

They are everything pure and innocent in this world, but this is LoboGris. After tonight the pack will know that these two are our Luna and Omega and hold value beyond any other wolves.

"Cassie!" my Mattie rages at me when I pin his sister down and lick her cheek, the omega in him overrun by his fear for his sister.

I chuckle. The sound snakes out of my chest, low and full of promise. "You need something from me,si,Nene?"

Mattie whimpers as I flip him around, holding him in position. It's Cassidy's turn to protest, her tiny she-wolf angry at the rough treatment of her twin. I ignore her gentle attempts at scolding me, the pushes on my arm as she struggles into a sitting position. My Cassidy’s wolf needs to see me mate her brother first. My wolf understands. Mark the male, mate him, so that he can grow stronger. Then the female. She is softer, weaker in body but stronger in mind.

I spit on my male's tight pucker. Saliva pools in my mouth when I see it wink and tremble. I run my fingers up and down his ass. Mattie pushes back into the finger I press into him, muttering lightly under his breath. He's afraid, but his body betrays how badly he wants to be fucked by his alpha.

"Shh,mi Alma," I soothe my female, kissing her forehead as I finger-fuck Mattie. He's trembling under me, his hips swirling in rhythm with my finger. I add another. When I insert a third, he moans and tries to pull away.

I punish him with a swift smack across his ass. "No," I growl. He freezes, tense before his body relaxes back into submission.

"Please don't hurt my brother," Cassidy is mumbling, swaying against me, breath shallow and panicked. I have to be fast before the instinct to fight wins over their lust.

I take my cock in my hand. "This is going to hurt,Nene," I warn him. It's all I give before I pierce his tight hole savagely. "Diosa," I groan gutturally. "Fuck."

Mattie whines and twists under me. I hold his hip tight with one hand, sinking my claws in just enough to warn him to be still. With the other, I wrap Cassidy up tight. She's given up protesting and goes limp next to me, her head buried in my shoulder.

"Shh," I murmur into her hair. "Bueno, Nene?" I ask Mattie.

"Y-yeah," he gasps out. He and his wolf are submitting, terrified, but I don't hold back when I start to thrust my hips forward.

"Goddess, stop, please!" he begs.

"You want me to stop,Nene?" I pant as I slow my hips, holding as still as I can while he adjusts again. My male likes pain, but not too much.

"No, no," he sobs, "harder, Carm."

I bare my teeth in a snarl and fuck him harder, faster. My mate is responding, his whimpers turning to moans. Lust and pheromones fill the air, rank with the stench of male. In my periphery, I see other males taking their partners as the females catch up with us, some on feet, some on paws.

I reach around my male and grasp his cock, stroking him in time with my savage pace until he screams and writhes under me. As he approaches his orgasm, I rain a couple of hard blows down on Mattie's ass. I wait for his cum to coat my hand, then, smirking, I sink my canines into his Mark.

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