The Omega's Mate:

by E A Price

  Carly decided she wanted another bath; Cain offered to help her again, but she declined. After some mild pressure from Cain, she finally agreed to keep the bathroom door ajar, so he could hear what was happening.

  When she came out the bathroom, it was to find her mate sprawled over about eighty percent of the bed; she really needed a bigger bed. He was resting on his elbows and wearing only a pair of boxers. Acres of gorgeous, toned flesh were on display.

  Nonchalantly she leaned against the doorframe, delighting in the sight of his eyes dilating and his boxers rapidly filling up. She didn’t really own sexy nightwear, but during hot summers, she always wore as little as possible to bed. She’d dug out a shorts and bra top combo, which was baby blue with bumble bees. If her mate’s reaction was anything to go by, it was doing the trick. She stretched her arms over her head and sidled over to the bed.

  Cain watched her avidly, willing his arousal to go down. Damnit, he’d seen her naked before; he could handle what she was wearing now. That tiny little top that strained to contain her luscious breasts, and those incredibly short shorts that barely covered her… His bear yowled in frustration.

  “Here.” Carly passed him a bottle of body oil.

  “Uhhhh?” Had he missed something? Had he blacked out due to the force of his desire?

  “I am feeling a little achy, so I was hoping you could give me a massage.”

  “Ummmm…”

  “Please, it would help me sleep.”

  That sounded dangerous, but there was no way he could resist the sweet look on her face. “Yeah, sure.”

  Cain scooted over as Carly threw a towel over the middle of the bed, before shimmying out of her nightwear. “Wouldn’t want to get them oily would we?”

  “Ummmm…”

  She lay face down on the towel and rested her head on her folded arms. She jiggled her ass. “Any time bear.”

  Cain felt like he was practically drooling. Fumbling, he unscrewed the bottle and covered his hands in the sweet smelling liquid. Gingerly he straddled her body, making sure he didn’t rest too much weight on her.

  Tentatively, he began rubbing her shoulders. She moaned happily and arched her ass, thrusting it against his sex. He groaned as quietly as he could manage, but he could swear she was forcing herself not to giggle.

  Cain smoothed his hands over her soft skin, enjoying the contact, and enjoying touching her so intimately. Slowly he worked his way down her body, trying to contain himself as she emitted little moans. He was pleased to see her bruises had almost completely faded.

  Carly sighed contentedly as his hands glided over her skin. Her arousal simmered. She felt his hand caress her buttocks, and she heard his breathing deepen as his fingers slid between them, moving down, and pushing into her wet folds.

  Cain mentally slapped himself, but he couldn’t stop. He twirled his fingers inside her channel and delighted as she let out a lusty growl. The honey dripped from her; she was ready for him. His manhood strained against his boxers. He desperately wanted to be inside her, to take her over and over until she cried his name.

  “Fuck beautiful, I don’t think I can hold back…”

  Carly bit her lip and pushed her hips against his talented fingers. “Then don’t.”

  Cain hesitated for half a second before pulling his fingers away. She mewled at the loss but soon smiled. Nimbly he stripped out of his boxers; Carly almost licked her lips at the tantalizing sight of his hard-as-steel member.

  She tried to get up, but gently he pushed her back down onto her stomach. He grabbed a couple of pillows, and lifting her hips placed them under her. She giggled; it was an odd sensation of having her butt sticking up in the air.

  Carly twisted her head and watched as he squirted some oil into his hand, his black eyes watched her hungrily as he spread the oil over his engorged cock.

  Her wolf danced around in nervous excitement. He just looked so huge! She marveled that he had ever fit inside her.

  “You want this beautiful?”

  “Yes, yes I need you,” she breathed.

  Cain let out a throaty growl as he climbed over her small, prone body. His bear was going wild with lust at seeing her so ready, so helpless, and waiting for him.

  She jerked in surprise as he swiped his tongue over her wet slit. Slowly he kissed his way up her back, until he reached her mouth and tenderly kissed her. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, as the thick head of his manhood bumped against her entrance.

  His whole body covered hers; he propped himself up over her, caging her in. Riding low over her back, he pushed inside her, not stopping until he was fully sheathed.

  Carly whimpered as her wolf practically purred. He was almost painfully big, even bigger like this.

  Cain held still inside her, as his own beast roared in contentment. She was so damn tight, just being inside almost made him come. He fought to control his lust as her walls clung to him.

  Carly tried to wriggle around impaled on his thick length. “Move… please.”

  He growled before he pulled out, and unhurriedly plunged into her. He took her with slow, long thrusts, dragging in and out, rubbing against every nerve ending, and reaching areas no other man had.

  The feel of his huge body covering her, his dusting of chest hair tickling her back, and the sounds of his hearty groans were all conspiring to arouse her. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the slow kindling of her orgasm. It was gradually working up to be a magnificent release.

  Cain could feel his own pleasure gaining ground. He wanted to last, and make her orgasm over and over, but he couldn’t. The sight of her supple body beneath, the thought of spilling his seed within her was too much. His bear roared as his fangs and claws dropped.

  He began driving inside her more powerfully; forcing small squeaks from her each time he took her to the hilt. A lustful fire blazed within, spurring her on. Carly’s claws sprang forth and letting out her own roar she dug them into the bed, whilst pushing her hips against him.

  Cain watched in exaltation as she threw her little body against him. His eye caught her creamy neck, and his bear yowled at him to bite her, to mark her, and bond her to them. He almost did. He felt himself bending to her neck when he stopped himself. No, he couldn’t do it without her permission.

  He shook his head as his bear grumbled at him. Instead, he focused on pleasuring his mate. He reached a hand under her body and pinched her clit. Carly squealed in delight, and thrusting her ass flush against him, her release erupted through her body. She poured her lust and happiness into him. Seconds later he followed.

  Her wolf yapped furiously as his bear bellowed. His exploded in her body, as she throbbed and pulsated around him. Cain panted, trying to regain his strength. He was careful not to crush her, but he could barely move. Every time with her was unbelievable.

  After what felt like an age, he slipped away and rolled over next to her. Carly still lay over the pillows; her gorgeous ass propped in the air. He chuckled throatily.

  With her eyes still closed, she smiled beatifically. “It’s actually quite comfortable lying like this.”

  Cain smoothed a hand over one of her cheeks. “The view’s good too. I didn’t hurt you did I?”

  Carly’s eyes fluttered open, excitedly he saw they were still the green amber of her wolf. “Not at all.” Not that she’d admit it if he did, no way would she risk not doing that again. “But maybe we should do it again… you know, just to check I am fully healed.”

  Cain pretended to ponder that. “Well, I would never forgive myself if I didn’t check.”

  Carly's lips curled up wickedly. “In fact I think we should do a few tests.”

  Cain leaned over and brushed his lips against hers. He was in for a long night. He couldn’t wait.

  *

  Cain sat up in bed suddenly. The frame creaked under his abrupt movement. It had already suffered quite a rigorous work out a few hours earlier. He smirked just thinking of the way his mate screamed his name over and ove
r.

  Frowning, he realized she wasn’t lying next to him. It was still dark outside; the moonlight danced through the window, illuminating the darkened room.

  Cain’s eyes were drawn to the sliver of light from the door to the bathroom. His bear whined as he heard a stifled sob.

  With surprising speed, he flew to the bathroom to find his little mate crumpled on the floor, trying to stifle her sobs with a towel. His heart almost broke at how wretched she looked. She’d thrown on her lamb pajamas, making her look even smaller and more helpless.

  Carly looked at him, with large red-rimmed eyes and quivering lips. “I’ll be fine. You can go back to bed.”

  His bear wailed at him. Cain knelt on the ground and scooped her into his arms, gently stroking her hair. “What’s wrong beautiful?”

  Carly sniffled. “It’s nothing really. A few of my pack mates are upset so… I am too.”

  Cain tightened his grip. “Does this always happen?”

  She calmed a little at having him near. “No, only occasionally when things are bad, like when a lot of people are upset at once. Sometimes, it just gets too much.”

  He kissed her temple. “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s fine, and I’ll be fine. Seriously, you can go back to bed.” She wanted to cling to him, to cry out all the hurt coursing through her, but experience told her that these extreme mood swings were too much for men. She couldn’t bear it if she scared him away with her craziness.

  “No beautiful, we’ll sit here together until you’re ready, and then we’ll both go back to bed.”

  Carly tried to protest. “You don’t…”

  “Yes I do,” he told her firmly. Even if he wanted to leave her, his bear would never allow it.

  Carly felt her eyes moisten again, but with happy tears. Her doubts that she wasn’t good enough slowly floated away. She snuggled into his warm, reassuring embrace, and allowed herself to fall asleep.

  Chapter Thirteen

  24th January

  Carly tried to restrain her inner control freak as Cain pottered about her kitchen. Or more like, barged around like a bear in a china shop, seriously, bulls have nothing on bears!

  He insisted he make her breakfast. She was trying to enjoy the fact that he was doing something nice for her. She really was. But all she could focus on was the clattering of pots, the dropped eggs on the floor, the burning toast… nope it was too much for her.

  Swiftly Carly got to her feet and eased Cain onto a seat. She flew around the kitchen, cleaning and cooking, and in no time at all, she had a big breakfast ready for both of them.

  She twinkled at him. “I’m guessing cooking’s not your strong suit.”

  Cain leered at her as he reached under the table, his hand wandered up her leg. “You already saw that last night.”

  In spite of how intimate they had been, Carly blushed and looked away. Cain hooted with laughter.

  They had already eaten together once, but Carly was still amazed at how much food Cain put away. Male wolves were ravenous beasts, but they were amateurs compared to this bear. She watched in awe as he ate six eggs and a whole pack of bacon. Thank god she made extra.

  Carly nibbled on her toast. “I need to go and visit some of my pack mates.”

  “What for?” asked Cain tightly. He was trying not to sound too annoyed; he had been hoping they could hang around the house together. Preferably naked. His bear was still prowling, not liking the idea of her visiting others. Some of them may be male.

  Carly placed her hand over his, soothing his annoyance away. “I need to visit the pack members who were upset. If I don’t, things might get worse, and you’ll find a quivering blob of jello on our bathroom floor again tonight.”

  Cain’s shoulders shook. “A blob of jello, huh?”

  Carly playfully slapped his arm. “You know what I mean.”

  Cain caught her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss. “Our bathroom?”

  “Hmm?”

  Cain cocked her a sexy grin. “You said it was our bathroom. Not your bathroom. Our bathroom.”

  Heat dusted her cheeks. “Oh… I guess it was just a slip…”

  “I accept.”

  Carly knitted her brows together. “You accept what?”

  “Your invitation to move in with you; I’ll get all my stuff out my truck, I can have it all in here in half an hour.”

  “All your stuff’s already in your trunk?” Had he planned to move in with her?

  Cain looked at her a little sheepishly. “Yeah, after we… uhhh… first met, I was kind of angry. When I got home, I sort of had a little disagreement with my landlord. Anyway, long story short he kicked me out, so all my stuff’s packed in my truck. I mean, I would have looked for a new place to live, but I was trying to find you. That was more important.”

  Her wolf danced around like a puppy. Yes, now all they needed to do was bond… Carly was about to tell him to slow down, but then she asked herself why. Why shouldn’t he move in with her straight away? He was her mate; she was certain they were going to be together forever, and god knows she didn’t like the idea of him ever leaving… Actually things had turned out pretty well; here he was all ready just to move right on in.

  “Kismet,” she murmured.

  Cain swooped in and gave her a toe curling kiss. When he finally let her go, he growled lightly as his bear bellowed his content.

  Carly rubbed a thumb over her tingling lips. “Not that I’m complaining, but what was that for?”

  Cain curled a strand of her hair through his thick fingers. “You said kiss me, so I did.”

  She snickered. “No I said kismet…”

  Cain interrupted her with an even more devastating kiss. He maneuvered her onto his lap, and his hands roamed inside her sweater.

  Carly drew back, breathing heavily. “Why don’t you come with me?”

  Cain nestled his head in her shoulder. “Huh?”

  “Come with me, and visit my pack mates. You get to meet them, and you get to see what I actually do. And you get to see that you have nothing to be jealous of.”

  His bear stirred at the idea. Nothing could happen if he were there with her. “Won’t your pack mates mind?”

  Carly shrugged. “Well, they’ll be your pack mates too soon enough, so they’ll have to get used to you being there. Besides, there aren’t many secrets between pack.”

  “Then yeah, I’d like that.”

  Happiness fluttered inside her, and she sent some of it to Cain, making him laugh throatily.

  Carly traced a finger over his ear. “There’s just one thing we need to do first… kismet, kismet, kismet!”

  *

  Carly said they would start by visiting Terri Tanner. Terri was almost five months pregnant, and generally very happy. She just suffered horrific pregnancy sickness. The sickness was liable to be worse for her as she was human, and her mate was a wolf. Her mate, Mal Tanner, worried about her constantly, but her doctor assured them both she was fine, and he’d seen this before with other shifter and human pairings. However, waking up at 2am in a morning to puke your guts out wasn’t fun, and Terri tended to get upset, which made Mal upset, and then Carly got upset.

  Carly was sure Terri was fine, but she thought it best to check. The Tanners didn’t live very far away so, at Cain’s suggestion, they walked. Carly wasn’t too keen on the idea, but grudgingly she did have to admit it wouldn’t hurt her to get a little fitter. With all the extra exercise she was getting, courtesy of her mate, she needed to be in great condition. The bear was insatiable.

  They held hands as they walked. Carly giggled as she flicked her eyes to him.

  Cain was suddenly self-conscious. “What? Do I have something on my face?” Gingerly he rubbed his mouth and cheeks.

  “No, just thinking how odd we must look together.”

  Cain pursed his lips. “Odd how?”

  “Because you’re so big, and I’m so small… well relatively small anyway, my butt’s kind of big…”
/>   Cain stopped unexpectedly. He turned to face her, releasing her hand, and placing his on her shoulders. He looked downright fierce. Carly shivered a little at the power he exuded.

  “We look perfect together, and this ass?” Cain slouched, sliding his hands down her back until he cupped her buttocks, gently kneading them. “This ass is just perfect.”

  Carly preened at the compliment whilst Cain began dragging her up his body. She tutted and tapped his shoulder. “Hey, no, we don’t have time; I want to catch Mal before he leaves for work.”

  Reluctantly, and exceedingly grumpily, he released her, and they continued on their walk.

  “So, as the Omega you’re kind of…” Cain breathed through his teeth trying to find the words.

  Carly trotted to keep up with his long strides, trying to pretend she wasn’t already panting from the exertion. “Kind of what?”

  Cain rolled his shoulders. “I don’t know… kind of employed by the pack.”

  Carly burst into laughter, making her mate grumble. “I’m sorry; it’s just I’ve never heard it described in that way before. It’s no more a job than being Alpha or Beta is; they’re just natural roles within the pack, that some wolves are instinctively born to be.”

  “But aren’t you at the beck and call of all your pack mates? Don’t you have to always do what they say?”

  Carly shook her head. “Not exactly. I mean I have to obey the Alpha and the Beta, and others who are high up in the pecking order, like the female Alpha and the Chief Enforcer…”

  She looked at him quizzically as he growled at the mention of Acksel, but chose to ignore that for now. “But the Omega is more like a… ummm… treasured position in the pack,” she blushed slightly but continued, “we don’t really have a rank within the pack, we’re outside of it. It’s the same for Don; as the pack tracker he’s also a treasured member. We do get a wage from the pack though, usually because we don’t have time for jobs.”

  “What about your shop?”

  “Oh, well, we have a new Omega in the pack, so she’s taking some of my responsibilities. It’s Kira from the Diner.”