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“I’m so glad you came!” Ava screamed over the loud thudding music from the speakers. “Yeah!” Greg shouted back.The bar is alive with energy. Laughter and conversation bounced off the walls. He purposely stayed by the bar to avoid the noise and the crowd, yet he felt the bass in his chest, and Ava was almost cheek to cheek with him.Greg was late. When he came, Nico and the others already had a round down. Ava was dancing with her girlfriends but ran to his side the moment she saw him. She hadn’t left since. Neon lights cast a colorful glow over his coworkers who were on the dance floor. Twice, Nico returned to their spot at the bar with a different Omega every time. “Sorry I was late,” he leaned in to say it in her ear because it was the only way they could have a conversation. The Omega took it as an invitation to scoot even closer. “No worries. Where were you by the way?” “I took my nephew to a fair.” And he shut down their boss’ advances. Seeing Chief Carson again after what
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“Not enough,” Carrie whimpered.She pressed a toy to her clit and plunged her fingers into her pussy. She had been going at it for over an hour.Carrie had felt a unique uneasiness well before the gala started. Seeing Greg must have stirred something within her. When he suddenly left, the yearning took a turn for the worse. She wanted him. She wanted to have him. Most importantly, she wanted him to have her. She excused herself from the event right after she made her speech and quickly went home. When she took off her clothes, her skin was flushed and burning. The cold shower wasn’t enough. She ended up under the spray of water for minutes, strumming her clit and fondling her breast. She thought of soaking in the tub. Even dumped ice on the water. But after a few minutes, the water started to steam. Her head hit the ceramic as she arched into her pumping her fingers. Her legs hung limply out of the tub, parted wide. Water sloshed over the rim. “Not enough,” Carrie cried out.Carr
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Nightcall: Part 3 (18+)
“You don’t hold back, do you? That’s all right, I know how needy that cunt of yours is.”“It’s not,” she blurted out of shame. The same intoxicating shame that made her push her fingers deeper. Another chuckle. “Don’t worry, that’s a good thing. In fact, if you show me how well you’re fucking yourself, I’ll show you something you’ll like.” He sounded so confident. In control, while Carrie was out of her mind, finger fucking herself and photographing it like a whore. Greg’s whore.She was quick to send it.Here, she thought. Here I am. While waiting for a response, she picked up her toy and stimulated her clit again. There was an amused laugh on the other line when it started buzzing. The humiliation was worth it. She was rewarded with a photo of Greg’s erection. His cock was half covered by her underwear but it stood proudly. Her mouth watered with how big he was, how long. Bigger than her ex—the only cock she had experienced.Three fingers were nothing compared Greg’s cock. She kn
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‘Don’t forget to eat.’ Greg sent the text, grinning as he did.Two days had passed since his thing with Carrie had started. So far, it had been purely virtual, and Greg was still in some limbo state, confused whether whatever they were doing was enough to warrant a relationship. Greg couldn’t care less. At least, not yet. The constant exchange of messages and calls were reassuring.Carrie needed his assistance during her cycle, and Greg was more than willing to attend to her needs. Especially during their nighttime calls.Hearing her pleading voice always triggered his instincts. Every moan, gasp, and whimper made him more and more territorial. Even he was surprised with himself, being largely inexperienced with this field.Greg wanted to set his claim, conquer, and mark. But Carrie wasn’t a conquest. She was a prize, a gift from the Gods.He was scared all of it would end when her cycle passed. How could he return to normally greeting her in the morning at work when he knew how she
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“What’s this?” The metal tumbler made a dull clinking sound when Winona flicked the cylinder. “Tea.”The Beta raised an eyebrow but took the tumbler. “Of course.” If she had something on her mind, she didn’t say it. She slipped the tumbler back into the bag where other items were for pain relief. Mandy had given him a list of things she used during her cycles. Maybe the Chief already had a back massager, but he still bought one just in case. It had been the third day since Carrie’s cycle had begun. Greg asked her if she needed something, but the independent Omega told him not to worry. Winona took out the items one at a time. A set of scented soothing candles, some calming bath salts, a pain relief rub. “Hmm,” she opened the rub and smelled it. “Spicy.”“Too strong?” Greg inquired a little anxiously. Mandy said camphor and menthol were helpful for her. He picked an ointment with both ingredients in it.“She likes vanilla, but if you’re asking me, I think she needs more spice in h
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Last Updated : 2025-03-12Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Danger (18+)
Carrie paced across her room. The clock was ticking continuously, and she counted each sharp sound to stay calm. Her room was a mess. Sheets are strewn haphazardly on the bed, spilling over the floors, bath towels on her ottoman, on the chaise, the clothes she put on the first couple of days but decided to take off due to intense heat were in the mix on the floor somewhere.A storm hit her room—that was the only way to describe it. Carrie didn’t want to clean up, though, finding comfort amidst the mess. Her scent was strong in each item, and being surrounded by them made her feel secure. Her room had become her fortress—her nest. The heat took her by surprise. It had been so long since her last cycle that Carrie forgot how painful it was.Since she was a young girl, her heat cycles had been exceptionally hard. Irregular cycles were not that unusual to young girls, but after turning eighteen, she knew something was wrong with her. The first night, she thought she was about to be bro
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She bounced on the bed when he dropped her as if she were a piece of dirty laundry. Greg examined the room, a disappointed frown forming on his face at the sight of all the messy fabric. Her essence was in every item, now dried up but still prominent. “You live like this? No wonder you’re so needy.” He shook his head. Her instincts told her to fight back, but her wolf luxuriated at the humiliation. With the abruptness of the scene at her door, only now did she have the time to really look at him. His familiar large frame towered over her. He wore his usual button-down shirt, but the lower part of it was darkened with dampness from her cunt. He looked the same. The Greg she knew at work was confident and in control. Except now, his eyes were blazing with desire. The eagerness in his looks was replaced with authority.“On your knees and turn around,” he instructed sharply.Carrie scrambled to do as he said. When she was finally facing away, she heard him unbuckle his belt. Carrie quic
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“What’s in the bag?” The female Alpha asked, reaching down to grab it from his grasp.Greg quickly lifted it away, up his head, knowing she won’t be able to reach it. Even with her heels and tall Alpha frame, he was still older and significantly bigger than her.She huffed, giving up, but folded her arms across her chest in defiance. The heiress of the Blackbird never loses.“Tea and electrolytes?” She listed the items she caught a glimpse of when Greg brought the bag down. “Do you have diarrhea? Eww!”She took a step back, her face a picture of disgust.Greg shook his head, suddenly exhausted. “Not mine. I was asked to buy some stuff since I’m going down anyway,” he explained. Not exactly the truth, but it wasn’t really a lie either.“Whatever you say,” she murmured. “Anyway, have you thought about my offer?”This was why Greg wanted to es
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The plastic bag dangled in Greg’s hands as he made his way to the elevators. It was lunchtime, and he decided to grab a snack at the convenience store in the lobby instead of a proper meal because he wanted to buy some stuff for his boss.She walked past his desk earlier, massaging her head and then working the kink in her neck as if she had a long day. Except it was only an hour since work started. The Omega certainly looked tired, nonetheless.Now, he had a bag full of pain relief items. He got analgesic rub, menthol patches, cooling eye masks, some herbal tea bags, and an electrolyte drink just in case she preferred that.He wanted to get there as quickly as he could, knowing his teammates would be at the cafeteria around this time. No one would notice if he slipped into the Chief’s office to deliver his goodies.But as he approached the elevators, he noticed a group of people that made him stop. Three men in their well-cut, dark, and expensive suits and a woman standing tall amids
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She slipped off her shoes and dropped onto the couch, wondering what would have happened if a car hadn’t been waiting for Greg outside. She could still feel the delicious pain from when he tugged her hair to force his cock deeper into her throat. Could still remember how arousing his moans sounded, telling her how good she was doing sucking his cock, how good it felt when he exploded in her mouth. Given a different setting, Carrie would have cried in pleasure and begged him to fuck her senseless.She sighed.After waking up alone in an unfamiliar bed, flying for hours, and keeping her head glued to her screen, she deserved to soak in a warm, soothing bath. Preferably with someone. Preferably a young Alpa who had expertise with engines. So good that he made Carrie’s old and rusty engine work again. But what her ex said was still on her mind, no matter how hard she tried to chuck it away.She knew it shouldn’t. Greg was smart. He knew what he wanted and what he should do in life. Alp
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Carrie regarded him with a serious look. Almost as serious as when she ordered the Captain to retreat yesterday. But there was want behind that veil, and Greg could smell how expectant she was to have him in her mouth. His nostrils flared, taking in the heightened scent of her needy pheromones.Greg was beyond rational thought. The scent of her desire made him bold. Bold enough that he whipped his cock out to show her how much he wanted her. If he had a choice, he would have tossed her on the sofa and fucked her senseless up above the clouds.Her eyes drifted over him in the direction of the cockpit, then behind, as though ensuring that they were in fact alone in the privacy of the cabin. But Greg was already working his hand over his hard cock. It emerged from beneath the fabric of his boxers, waiting for attention.He beckoned her with his scent. He wouldn’t call for her again, and she knew it. Either she let go of her reservations or let his
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“Can you email me the data from yesterday?” Carrie said without sparing him a look. The moment the plane lifted off, his boss’s eyes had been glued to her screen. Now, the aircraft was flying above the clouds, still, his boss’s attention never left her laptop. The world below shrank into a patchwork of fields, but he couldn’t enjoy the cotton-colored clouds that drifted by the windows out of embarrassment from her solid focus on work. He settled into his seat and pulled out his tablet. “It’s Sunday,” he grumbled to himself, but he was already sharing the file with her. Usually, flying filled him with the kind of calm that only altitude could bring, but if he was sitting on a fully adjustable reclining seat, it didn’t feel different from his desk at the office. When he looked up, he caught her staring at him with an eyebrow raised. “Do we have a problem, Mr. Noir?” Carrie had set her laptop aside and now had her arms folded over her chest, her expression sharp and stern. “No, ma’
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Cold and empty. That was how Carrie felt waking up.When her alarm rang, she instinctively tapped the other side of the bed, hoping to find a sleeping Alpha next to her. But of course, that wasn’t the case.That was what she wanted, so she couldn’t blame anyone but herself.She thought distancing herself from the Alpha would give her time to think. Albert’s words still played in her mind.What if she wasn’t giving Greg a choice?Greg was attached to her. He liked her. After all, he chose her over a younger, fertile Omega. But would his emotions affect his professional decisions in the future? Greg was a brilliant young man. He was a valuable member of her department, and after the keenness he showed yesterday, it wouldn’t be long before someone from other departments would start knocking on his door for a better position in the company.Would Greg accept it?What if he turned
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Greg’s phone chirped just as he was stepping out of the bathroom. It was a text from his boss telling him she was already tucked in bed and telling him to do the same. Greg stared at his screen, not entirely sure what to do with it. He typed a quick ‘goodnight’ before throwing the device on his bed. They had checked in yesterday, but this was the first time the bed would be slept on. Which was awful, because he wasn’t planning on sleeping on it at all. At least not alone. Without bothering to throw on a shirt, he sat on the bed, but not before snatching a beer from the minifridge. The bill was under the company’s name anyway. He was sure they wouldn’t mind a beer or two chipped off their gross income.Besides, there were more pressing issues than Blackbird’s finances. Like, why the hell was his boss avoiding him?Well, he wasn’t really sure if she was avoiding him, but the signs were all pointing to that.The ride back to the hotel was quiet. The ride to the restaurant for dinner w
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Due to the slight failure they encountered, the flight testing ran a bit late. Still, Carrie was in high spirits. There was really no such thing as a failure in research, where everything could be data. With Greg noticing the temperature variance earlier, they were able to run the diagnostics right away and make the necessary adjustments before anyone got hurt. Her chest puffed with every compliment for Greg, not just as a superior but as his Omega. It took everything from Carrie not to run into his arms and kiss him. She was on her way back to the telemetry bay from the washroom. On the other side of the window, the runway shimmered orange. From where she stood, she could make out the shape of their test subject for today, standing proudly on the sky port, and only then did she feel the exhaustion snake into her veins.Her phone beeped in her pocket, making her pause. ‘Meet you at the lobby. Got your things already,’ Greg texted, followed by a smiley face. Carrie felt herself mi
