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Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Humbled
The next morning I wake up with my seven a.m. alarm and respond to my mother's messages asking me to come back early so we can eat lunch together. I say I will and hop out of Laurent's bed to put on my pants, 'accidentally' forgetting my underwear, so Laurent has something to jerk off to later. I leave the room to find the three Taffys asleep in the living room. Alex is on a couch with his feet dangling over the side while Rio and Laurent are on the floor. Laurent is sleeping with one arm over Rio as if they were cuddling. If I didn't hate him so much I'd think it was super cute, but since I do, I just take a cushion and throw it at his big head. Laurent wakes up with a gasp and immediately gets up with an agility that impresses me, like he wants to fight the cushion, but once he realizes what happened he calms down and turns to look at me with puffy green eyes. Alex lets out a grunt as he stretches, but Rio is still sound asleep, so I reach over to move him with a foot until he
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha If Only
{ Kingsley } [ 18 years old ] It's only been a few days since my presentation as an omega which surprised no one, but what has been weird is the way my wolf presence makes people around me feel. In just four days I've gotten into five fights at school with alphas who try to get smart with some comment and then can't stand my energy when I talk back. One of them even tried to throw himself at me to attack me. If it wasn't for David, he might have. That's why my mothers bring me back to the hospital. A dominant omega. That's what I am. Since the doctor came back to us with my blood results, we all stayed stll, silently processing the information, even the doctor. And my mom, ever true to herself, ends up being the first to speak, squeezing my hand with concern. "What does that mean, Doctor?" "It means that Kingsley is producing dominant pheromones, which is unusual in omegas. That production of dominant pheromones... in this quantity, makes it practically impossible
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Not Great News
{ Laurent } The longest two months of my life finally pass and suddenly one day my father tells me that my sentence is over and I can go back home. I don't even have to pack because my stuff has been packed for a week now so the next day I leave the apartment perfectly clean, throw my stuff in the car and start my way back home with my heart racing. My wolf is obviously excited to see that white rat again, but my father’s words echo in my head and I think I absolutely have to be better. That means to listen to Kingsley and not look him in the eye, to listen to my father and not start fights or insult him. We can't keep fighting like we did when we were ten years old. I have to stay away from him. Of course there is another option, the option to say: fuck everyone, and look Kingsley in the eye as soon as I see him to create that bond so I can fulfill all my fantasies once and for all, but... I don't think wanting to fuck him is a good reason to literally bond our lives together f
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha I Knew
Despite the revolution my wolf is creating inside me, I manage to stay neutral while we pay and while I drive back. I don't know if they can smell how I feel or not, but fortunately they don't try to push me. That's very good because I'm hanging on by a thread. I park on my grandparents' street and ask the twins to get out first because I absolutely need a few seconds to regroup. So… King is a dominant omega. Good for him. Just like Alex says, that may be why we get along so poorly, we are basically polar opposites. I can't even imagine why Mother Nature thought for a second that us being mates would be a good idea. She was on drugs when she made that decision. If I can't stand Kingsley normally, I know I'll stand him even less now, because I don’t know much about his new designation but I do know that there is only one thing better than a dominant alpha in the wolf hierarchy and that is a dominant omega. He must be feeling extremely superior right now, I don't even want to t
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Breaking Down
{ Kingsley } I still haven't finished processing that Laurent is back in Fallonmore, much less that we're back to square one, fighting in my room in the middle of the night... except this time it's different. This time Laurent is touching me being himself, which has only happened a couple of times and never ends well. But instead of tossing him aside and demanding he gets the hell out of my room after he grabs me and sticks me to his body, I stay right here, enjoying how huge his chest feels behind me and how much I'm enjoying breathing in his scent, especially once I say what he wants me to say and his scent fills with satisfaction. Instead of pushing him away, I press myself closer to him and move my head to the side so that his nose moves from my ear down to my neck. "You're the only person who could ever own me, too," he admits, nuzzling my neck. My eyes close with pleasure when I hear that and he gets my body to loosen up even more. I'm so loose I don't even notice when La
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Back Again
{ Laurent } I wake up with a gasp and for a second I feel bewildered and completely confused by the different scents in this room... until it all makes sense and I remember what happened last night. Goddamn, I can't believe I fell asleep in such a deep way. That rarely happens when I'm somewhere other than my own home. Kingsley is lying completely on top of me, which should irritate me, except it doesn't because he’s very light. In fact, I love the feel of his weight on my body and would like to stay here until he wakes up, but I have to carefully set him aside. Before I fully get up, I lower my face to scent his white and tousled hair one last time, taking the opportunity to look at every inch of his face while his eyes are closed and he’s so strangely calm. I like him like this, he should be asleep all the time. My hand moves to caress his cheek, and I almost choke because of the softness of his skin. I want to touch him all over. 'My baby,' says my wolf inside me, happier
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Might Try
"How do you want me to make you come, Omega? What am I allowed to do?" I ask when he starts taking off his shirt, unsure of where to touch him. My hands are hovering on the sides of his hips, "Can I touch you?""Yes, you can, but don't get clever," he warns and I nod, still with my eyes closed. I don't know what he means, but I know I'm not going to get clever if I can help it. I put my hands on his back and stroke him all over, "Wait."He pushes me by the chest and lifts off me for a few seconds. I think he takes off all his clothes because when he comes back to sit on my lap, he feels even warmer. My hands immediately travel to his bare ass and I growl deeply from my throat, but I don't try to approach his entrance again because I think that constitutes as getting clever.Omega surprises me when he grabs my face to kiss the fuck out of me. So hard and so deep I feel completely consumed by him, and unable to do anything but return what he gives me and squeeze his ass as he rubs again
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Hats Off
"What, Laurent?" I ask through gritted teeth, taking a couple of steps until I reach him, "What the hell do you want?" "What are you doing here with him?" he asks, sounding annoyed. I can't believe this. "You seriously came and risked it all just to ask me that?" I spit, struggling to keep my eyes closed still even though it's so fucking hard, "David is my friend, I told you that." "And you talk about your nipples with all your friends?" he complains. "Actually, yes. Not always with my alpha friends but I have a... a shortage of friends at the moment," I mumble, allowing myself to open my eyes. It's not like we're the same height anyway, so it's safe, right? Laurent is wearing the Saint Laurent shirt with a deep red tie and black pants that hug his legs perfectly. So he wasn't lying this morning, he really looks sharp. His body looks delicious in this, I love it when he wears something other than his baggy clothes and lets me see the phenomenal body underneath, "Are you jea
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