His Sassy Omega (Sweet Alps Mates #1)

by Raiven Matthews

Did anyone ask Cinderella what happened after she put that slipper on? Look, if you lost your shoe after midnight, you were probably too drunk to see straight. Those were the facts.

“Oh no, I don’t eat sugar.” I gulped. “Ever.” “Never.” And. We. Were. Done.

“He doesn’t eat sugar.” I could hear my own horrified tone. Wade laughed outright this time. “There’s the deal breaker.”

He was not my alpha, and never would be. Fate could go suck it.

Did that mean he thought we’d need them? We were going to be doing this in the future? I was stopping at the drug store on my way home.

It was as if something had shifted in me that day, all my pieces just seemed to fit, and my brain had whispered, “Oh, it’s you. There you are.”

Quinn, tying me in silky bonds, my cock enfolded in his mouth, while he fucked me with a thick dildo. Quinn, replacing the dildo with his cock, making me take it while I bucked beneath him.

“Hi!” I waved the box in his direction, my voice extra cheerful. “I brought breakfast.” He ran a hand over his face. His tone was surly but had some sass in it. “You’re back.”

“I’m trying to not picture Lachlan naked in any of that.” Wade made a gagging noise in the back of his throat. “I mean he’s hot, don’t get me wrong. All the Sinclairs are, but he’s my boss. My boss. Ick. But, then I’m like damn, that’s super hawt, and I’m fanning myself over here. Then I remember you’re talking about Lachlan, and I’m back to ick. Then I’m like shit, Quinn has a fated mate, and wow! Quinn, of all people, who doesn’t believe in any of this. And hey, I might get to be an uncle someday. That was a lot to process.”

Lollllllll

I wanted to protect him, cherish him, take care of him, and see to his every need. I wanted him to tie me up, and ride me like I was his own personal stallion.

Even as a child, I hadn’t wanted my parents fussing over me when I’d been sick. Leave me in peace on the couch, and I’d either get better or die.

“You’re a spoiled, fucking ass.” The look on his face dared me to disagree with him. “You like being in charge of things, and want everything your way, all the time. No one ever tells you no. I’m telling you no.”

“You, Sass Ass, are staying right here, in this bed, the rest of the day. You can go into your bakery tomorrow. Furthermore – “ I rolled my eyes so hard I was afraid they might actually stick that way, this time. Something my dad was always warning me I was in danger of happening. “Who the fuck says ‘furthermore’?”

“Furthermore, I’m hiring you temporary help until after the holidays. Before you even start, no one is going into your precious kitchen. They will be front-end and delivery help only. My brother, Brendan, has a list of people looking for seasonal work. Yes, I know I’m overstepping any invisible boundaries you have. No, I don’t care. Yes, I know I’m moving way too fast. No, I don’t care. I’m taking care of my omega. This is happening. Deal with it.”

“I meant what I said. I won’t resent you, and I won’t hate you.” I really hoped I’d be able to back those words up if it came down to it. “This is your decision. Your body. I don’t know what it is you think you can’t do, but I’m going to make this easy for you and spell it out. I’m not walking away, no matter what that test says. No matter what you decide. I want you. I need you. You make me crazy, in the best possible way. You are running scared right now, and that’s okay, but know this,” I breathed onto his skin. I stepped back, giving him space, and making sure he could see my face. “You can run all you want, as far away as you can get, and I will chase you. I will chase you every time. You’re all I think about. You’re everything to me. I know it’s been a quick, crazy few weeks, and you don’t know which way is up, but I don’t care. When I say it’s going to be okay, I mean it.”

“I’m right here, Quinn. I’ve been here all along. You’re not alone, but you keep acting like you are. Like you’re in this thing by yourself. I’m right fucking here.”

“I want to stay home and take care of our babies, while you go bake all kinds of wonderful, mouth-watering treats. I want to learn how to cook, so I can have a hot meal waiting for you when you come home. I want to watch cheesy eighties movies while you make fun of me, and point out all the inaccuracies. I want to laugh with you, and have you make me laugh. I want to make love to you, and I want you to fuck me so I can feel owned by you.” He opened his eyes, blinking in the harsh, fluorescent light.

He was nothing I ever thought I’d want, and everything I wanted and needed, like I needed air to breathe.

In this case, two separate eggs were fertilized.” I couldn’t help the little zing of glee that went through me. I’d done that. My super sperm. Finn glanced over and caught the spark in my eyes. “Oh my Goddess, are you gloating? You are, you bastard.”

“Your check-out date is in a week. Feel free to exit the premises early. You’ve been trying to escape what I frankly would like to point out are five-star accommodations, so there shouldn’t be any lollygagging going on now.”

“This time?” Quinn wailed. “I’m not doing this shit again! You can fuck right off!”

This was not happening anything like we’d thought it would, or how any of the books had said it would go, but here we were. I don’t know why I was surprised. These babies were just like their Daddy, doing things however the fuck they felt like it, and at top speed.

“Don’t be doing anything cheesy, like lighting a bunch of candles, or anything. That’s just a fire hazard,” I called after his retreating back, and his laughter echoed back to me.

Aqua Venus shit

There was a tall, gorgeously muscled, naked alpha stretched out on his stomach, a pillow under his hips. Propping his ass in the air, a thick butt plug peeking out from between those glorious mounds of his.

“Now move your hips, and fuck me,” he growled, bucking under me. “Whatever my alpha wants.”

Mine. His unspoken word filled my mind. Forever. Yours. My mind answered him. Forever.

He’d surprised me when he’d done it, but he’d only snarked that he very well couldn’t let another bakery snatch her up, when she made his signature cookies as well as he did. I knew better than to ask if it was really because he was enjoying parenthood more than he’d ever dreamed he would, and had just agreed with him. Good alphas knew when to pick their battles. I certainly wasn’t going to complain about him being home more.

Maybe I’d slide down his fat cock, and ride him like a cowboy.