The Alpha 8: Protect. Procreate. Prevail., page 29
“Let us explain,” the man spoke up. “We know you’re the Great Reuniter. We knew that as soon as we saw you with a mixed pack. I tried to get Reuben to stop tracking you, but he wouldn’t listen. He thought it was just a myth, we all had for so long, but he didn’t believe a word I said after we saw your pack. We didn’t want to attack someone as powerful as you, and we knew it was going to be a bloodbath, but Reuben was intent on tracking you down and getting revenge.”
“Revenge?” I frowned. “Revenge for what?”
“I don’t know,” he replied. “Reuben never told us anything, he just said he needed to know everything about you. We had to do as he said, of course, but we knew it wasn’t going to end well. That’s why we escaped as soon as we could, and we didn’t return until the fight was over.”
“Was Reuben working for someone else?” I asked.
“Again, I don’t know,” the man sighed and pushed back his blond hair with one hand. “Reuben was incredibly secretive, and he gave us commands without much of an explanation. Other betas didn’t care, they just wanted to please him, but we actually have a brain. I wanted to know what you had done to deserve this new threat, but Reuben wouldn’t answer my questions.”
“Yeah, that’s because I’ve done nothing wrong,” I said with a sarcastic laugh. “But as soon as he ordered those eagles to attack me the other day, I knew I had to do something.”
“And we understand why you did it,” the man agreed. “We didn’t want to die, of course we didn’t, and we didn’t want anyone else to, either. But Reuben had gone too far, so he deserves everything he got. I… I’m not sure what to do about all that’s happened because of his orders, but there is something else you should know…”
“Yes?” I asked.
“There’s an omega hiding in that house right now.” He pointed toward the gray house behind me. “I would jump in front of a bullet for that woman, you know that, but I’m telling you exactly where she is. I hope you’ll take this as a sign of how willing we are to join your pack and cooperate.”
I whipped my head around so fast that it almost caused whiplash.
We’d had no idea if Reuben had any omegas, but now this naked dude had told me there was one.
And she was only meters away from me.
I couldn’t smell her unique scent in the air, but the more I focused on the new omega, the more I felt a buzzing pressure around me. It was like this silent, unidentified need to go into that house.
An odorless guide.
Plus, I knew I’d make out her scent as soon as I walked through the front door of the house. Regardless of whether she’d taken anosmiacs or not, an omega couldn’t fully hide their scent from me.
I knew that well enough by now.
“She’ll be somewhere downstairs, because that’s where Reuben tells her to stay if we’re in trouble,” another beta eagle added.
“Okay, just…” I sighed as I fought off the need to race into that house. “Just stay here. Go and find some clothes or something if you want to, but… stay here, and we can talk more when I return.”
“Of course.” The man nodded.
I turned on my foot, but then a sudden thought entered my mind.
“Oh,” I added. “Are you the only surviving avians? Or is there anyone else I’ll need to meet?”
“No, it’s just us,” one of the women replied. “Everyone else wanted to help Reuben, and now look where they are…”
“That’s actually something we can do to help, if you want?” The first man shrugged. “We could help you clean up the mess and dispose of the bodies?”
“Sure, that would be great,” I said with a small smile. “Thank you.”
I definitely needed to phone Arthur Mordaine in the morning.
He no longer just had Connor’s paperwork to deal with.
But my lawyer could wait, because right now I needed to find my newest mate.
Chapter 18
I shifted back from my hybrid form as I headed for the gothic-style house.
There wasn’t a single item of clothing on my body, not even a watch, but I didn’t see the point in finding some clothes before I walked into the house.
I was going to remove them anyway, and I planned on having the omega pinned against the wall the second I found her.
I didn’t pay much attention to the interior of the house as I walked inside. I noticed a staircase on the right-hand side, there was an oak dresser against the wall on the left, and I saw several white doors. But I didn’t take the time to see what was behind each door, or to investigate every corner of the house, because I had to find this omega.
Fortunately, her scent covered every surface of the house, and there was loud music coming from the basement, so it didn’t take me long to find the door that led downstairs.
The avian omega smelled like the sweetest, richest coffee. Like the perfect blend of both Arabica and Robusta beans. There was the smooth body of the Arabica mixed with the bitter, chocolate-like aroma of the Robusta. It was like her scent had the ability to power my tired body for days on end with a caffeine fix that instantly became dangerously addictive.
My mouth began to salivate as my alpha instincts surged to the surface.
The omega literally smelled like she was produced in the center of the coffee belt that wrapped right around the world, but as well as the gorgeous blend of coffee, the omega also had a gentle swirl of sweet caramel added in for good measure.
My palms began to itch, and my heart pounded against my chest with the need to locate this omega and take in that rich coffee scent as I marked her and claimed her as my own.
The floor beneath my feet vibrated with the loud bass of music that came from the basement. I didn’t know the song, but I recognized the band as being the German band, Rammstein.
I assumed it had to have been the omega listening to the metal music, and I couldn’t help but smile. Blair and this omega were going to get on like a house on fire.
But then, before I reached the bottom of the stairs, something heavy was dropped to the floor with a thud, and I heard a woman sigh out in frustration.
“Now you fucking return to me!” she cried out with a clear bite in her tone. “You know, I could kick your ass for making me stay down here like one of your fucking slaves! You’re a piece of shit, and I hope that werewolf left his mark on you, too!”
The music volume was instantly cranked up, so much so that I could barely hear my own laughter.
All I could hear was a man screaming at me in German.
This omega was going to be so much fun, and if her words alone were enough to turn me on, then I couldn’t wait to see how I reacted to her body.
The basement had been split into two separate rooms, but I didn’t even give the second one the time of day as I followed the omega’s scent into the first room.
And there she was.
In all of her weightlifting glory.
The omega was sitting on a black weight bench with her back to me. Her blood-red hair had been pulled back into a messy ponytail, a pair of white wireless headphones covered her ears, and she had a cast-iron dumbbell in each hand.
I wasn’t quite sure why she had headphones on when the music was playing, but I assumed there was a reason behind it.
The walls of the home gym were made completely out of mirrors, but the omega had her head down as she focused on bringing each dumbbell inward until they met at her chest. I had a feeling she hadn’t even noticed I was there.
But as soon as that thought entered my mind, the omega instantly dropped the weights onto the padded ground, and she threw her head up as she caught on to my reflection in the mirror.
“Oh.” Her blue-gray eyes widened, and the moment they flicked down to my already hard cock, they widened even more.
“Hi.” I smirked, but it may as well have come out as a growl.
Holy shit did I want this woman.
Right fucking now.
The omega ripped the headphones off her head, and then she stood up from the bench as she stared at me in silence. She clenched her chalk-covered hands into fists, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth like she was trying to control her urges.
I knew exactly how she felt.
It took every ounce of strength to stop myself from running over and taking the omega in my arms.
The omega wore a pair of black cycling shorts that may as well have been a second skin, a matching sports bra, and a pair of white sneakers, so I mentally calculated how long it would take for me to rip those clothes from her body.
And her body was even more impressive than her choice of words before I’d even entered the room.
Her arms and legs rippled with muscles, her shoulders looked to be almost as broad as mine, and she had the most incredible set of abs I’d ever seen in my life. I counted at least six, but there could have been eight.
Her warm, olive-toned skin glistened with a sheen of sweat as her blue-gray eyes seemed to shine in the overhead light, and her defined jawline looked sharp enough to cut glass.
The omega reminded me of the wrestler Thunder Rosa, and twelve-year-old me would have wept tears of joy if he knew this woman would one day be standing before him, ripe for the taking.
“Let me guess, that cocksucker finally got what he deserved?” the omega asked with a smirk as she turned down the music just enough in order for me to hear her.
“Well, I didn’t just come down here to introduce myself.” I winked.
“Good,” she groaned.
“Good?” I asked as I ran the back of my hand across her cheek. This touch alone made my veins ignite. “Are you glad that I killed your alpha?”
The omega’s hands traveled up my bare chest and over my shoulders, and even with the heavy music that continued to play around the room, I could hear the panting breaths that blew from her plump lips.
I couldn’t help but imagine what those lips would look like around my throbbing cock.
“I can’t even explain it,” she whispered just loud enough for me to hear. “I haven’t felt like this around Reuben for a long, long time. I don’t even know if I ever felt like this around that son of a bitch. But now… Fuck, I…”
“You don’t have to say anything,” I soothed her. “I know exactly how you’re feeling. Like an uncontrollable urge that you can’t fight off no matter how hard you try?”
“Yes.” Her eyes softly closed as she let out a moan.
“Then don’t,” I growled. “Don’t fight it.”
“I don’t think I could even if I tried,” she replied.
All of a sudden, the omega threw herself at me, and she shoved her hands into my choppy hair as her lips crashed against mine. The omega immediately dominated the kiss, but that wasn’t a complete surprise to me. I felt like I’d been able to get a pretty good read on the woman within the few short minutes I’d been with her.
Just like with her scent, I felt like there were levels to this omega. She had the ferocity of a black coffee, mixed with the sweet and gentle nature of a caramel latte.
And I wanted to experience every level the omega came with.
As her tongue looped around my own, I felt something solid glide across it, and I was taken aback for a split second, but then the realization came to me.
“You’ve got a tongue piercing?” I asked as I broke the kiss.
The omega simply replied by shooting me a wink as she stuck out her tongue. She ran the steel ball across her bottom lip, and then she popped her tongue back into her mouth again.
“I might have a couple other piercings somewhere…” the omega whispered into my ear as her teeth pressed down on my earlobe. “But I’ll leave you to find them.”
“Will you tell me if I’m hot or cold?” I asked while I cupped her impressive breasts in my hands.
“You’re hot,” she said darkly. “Very, very hot.”
That gave me a clear idea of where the next piercing was hiding, and it made me only too eager to find them.
Then in one swift move, I ripped her sports bra straight down the middle. The omega let out an audible groan as her breasts were freed from the tight material. A small line of sweat ran down her chest from the constant weightlifting, but then I instantly noticed something else.
The second piercing.
Or technically, the second and third piercing.
Both of her darkened nipples had been pierced horizontally with straight steel barbells.
And like a moth to a flame, I was instantly drawn to them.
My hands left whispered trails up and down her muscular arms as I licked and flicked one pierced nipple with my tongue.
“Ohhhhh,” the omega moaned as she pushed her chest out toward me.
Her olive skin felt as soft as the richest velvet, and her coffee and caramel scent washed over me like a damn tsunami as I continued to tease her sensitive breasts.
As I moved on to the next nipple, I ran my hands down her sides until they came to rest at the waistline of her skin-tight shorts. I needed the omega bare and naked in front of me as much as an alcoholic needed a glass of Scotch.
She was simply addictive, and I didn’t even know her name yet.
The scent of the omega’s juices seeped through the material of her shorts, and the fact that she was already soaking wet turned me on even more than I already was.
I reluctantly pulled myself away from the omega’s pierced nipples, but then I dropped to my knees as I pulled her shorts down with me. It wasn’t long before the omega wore nothing but a gray thong, but that didn’t last too much longer, either.
The material ripped freely in my hands, and I stared at the omega’s shaved pussy as my mouth salivated in full force.
“Yesssss,” she hissed as she widened her legs slightly. “Touch meeee.”
“Is that what you want?” I teased as I played with the opening of her pussy with two fingers.
“Fuuuuck!” she screamed. “Ohoooo, yessss!”
“Then it’s only fair that I make you comfortable.” I smirked.
Before the omega could sound out another word, I stood up and directed her toward the weight bench.
“Sit down,” I ordered.
“Mmmm,” the omega moaned once again. “I love being dominated. But only if I’m allowed to do the same?”
“Maybe if you’re a good girl,” I replied.
“I can be a good girl,” she panted.
“We’ll see,” I growled. “Now, sit.”
Of course, I would have allowed the omega to do whatever the fuck she wanted to me. I would have even allowed her to suspend me from the fucking ceiling while she sucked my cock.
But I wanted to be in charge when I claimed her and marked her as my own.
I wanted her to know she belonged entirely to me.
Her potent scent traveled around the gym as I widened her legs with the backs of my hands, and then I stared at her dewy folds as the music blared from the speakers.
It was just a coincidence that Def Leppard’s song Pour Some Sugar On Me had started to play the second my tongue parted her entrance, but it worked perfectly.
“Aaah, aaahhhhh,” the omega cried and squirmed as my tongue delved deeper like a starved man.
Her sweet juices poured into my mouth as I drove her to the brink of collapse, and she only seemed to continue getting wetter and wetter. The omega let out a shriek every time I teased her most sensitive spot, and from the deep breaths that blew from her mouth, I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be long before she exploded.
I changed things up a few times in order to dive deeper and devour her at different angles, and I couldn’t get enough. My throbbing cock grew harder and more painful every time the omega’s screams drowned out the sound of the music, but I kept ravishing her pussy as her juices coated my lips and chin.
She tasted even better than she smelled.
“Fuck, fuck, fuuckkkk!” the omega roared a moment later. “I’m… shiiiit!”
All of a sudden, the omega tensed up even more, and her muscular thighs pressed against my head as she allowed herself to let go.
“Yesssss!” she hissed as she came all over my tongue. “Yes, yes, yessss!”
While I was cleaning the omega up with nothing but my tongue, she instantly came for a second time.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as she tried to regain her energy. “I knew your tongue would be dangerous. But I’m more interested to see what your cock’s like…”
“Is that right?” I smirked as I stood up from the padded floor and swiped my hand over my lips and chin.
“Mhmm.” The omega nodded. “But first of all, I need to change the song.”
I had no idea what she was up to, and I was tempted to say fuck the music because my cock was crying at the thought of being inside her.
“Are you a fan of Nine Inch Nails?” the omega asked as she sauntered back over to me.
“I can’t say I know a lot of their songs,” I admitted.
“Well, let me introduce you to Closer…” the omega said as she kissed her way up from my neck to my ear.
Neither of us could get enough of each other, so as a rhythmic beat began to play around the gym, our lips fused together again, and I walked the omega back until she hit one of the mirrored walls.
“I need you,” she whispered. “So fucking badly.”
I wrapped my hands around her toned thighs, and I lifted the omega off the floor until her ankles were locked around my legs. The heat from her pussy radiated against my cock, and I knew I was going to go mad if I didn’t claim her there and then.
The Nine Inch Nails song continued to play, and then, as I locked my eyes with the omega, I positioned the tip of my cock against her sodden entrance before I plowed into her with one single thrust.
“Fuuuuckk!” she yelled.
“Gahaaaaa,” I groaned.
The two of us began to bounce and thrust as I pounded into her over and over, but that was when I caught on to the lyrics of the song. The lead singer was literally singing about fucking someone like an animal and feeling them from the inside.
And if I thought I was already obsessed with this new omega, then that feeling quickly escalated as I realized the sudden need for her to change the song. And I was very glad that she did.
