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Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Home Remedies
โYouโre crazy.โ โCrazy in love,โ Mandy added to her husbandโs comment.โIโm not in love,โ Greg said without looking at them. He stirred the thin liquid in the pot to make sure the dried elderberries were properly soaked.He was at his half-sisterโs house, making what his mother called a cold-busting tea. Whenever Greg caught a cold or fever, she would boil elderberries and ginger. Then, when it was her mother who was feeling under the weather, he would make it for her. It was sweet enough for a childโs preference and he grew into drinking it whenever he got the chills. Now, it was his boss who was unwell, so, he was making one for her.โCanโt you do that at home?โ Lester yawned from the coffee table he and Mandy sat onโmore like slumped on.It was six in the morning. Greg had to go to work at 8:00, and lukewarm tea wasnโt good. He wanted it hot and freshly made for Chief Carson. โI needed a deeper pot.โ He turned to face them and pointed the ladle in their direction. โI didnโt ask
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-02-28Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Tea Time
Tartness clung to her tongue from sipping the elderberry tea Greg brought her.It was all she drank the whole day, putting some ice in what remained on the tumbler by lunch.โItโs good cold too,โ Greg had said like he was on a tea commercial. He could star in one, with a face like that...Carrie took another sip to get her thoughts away from the person who gave it to her.The tea was rich, with a velvety touch to it. Fruity with just the right pang of ginger. Greg was right, it was soothing. Carrie liked the sweetness levelโnot too much but not bland, either. She engulfed the fruity, earthy, floral scent as she took another sip.That sickness might be a lie, but she sure needed this.Carrie was enjoying her tea and tinkering with her spreadsheet when Winona slipped into her office and dropped down on the chair. A sign she was working overtime again without realizing it. Right now, though, she was quite in a good mood doing it. Carrie briefly wondered why.โIs it worth the hype?โ Wino
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-01Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Unexpected Meetings
โHeโs not married.โ Winona slapped the cardboard box on the table. The many items yet to be sorted in the cardboard they were folding into boxes wobbled with the impact.โWhat?โ Carrie shot her a confused look. One that mirrored the looks of her niece and Winonaโs daughter, who were folding boxes with them. โKeep folding,โ Winona instructed the girls on the other end of the long wooden table. โYou too,โ Carrie murmured to herself. If they were in their office, Carrie would have ordered her around.Her friend had been multitasking, scrolling through her phone while blindly folding. Even without looking, she knew Winona was on the young technicianโs page, stalking him for the nth time since yesterday.For some reason, she was convinced that Greg was single. Carrie appreciated her enthusiasm, but it was counterproductive now that they were approaching the Founding Anniversary. There was still so much to do for event prep. They were at Carrieโs great-great-great-grandparentsโ house tur
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-01Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Adult Friends
โWinona? Chief Carson? Hi!โ Surprise painted his face, then quickly replaced by a smile that battled the afternoon sunโs glow. He wore a similar pair of overalls just like everyone else in their crew. The navy-blue baggy fabric hid the true shape of his toned body, and Carrie quietly thanked the Gods for that. At least that way, she wouldnโt be too distracted.โOh, drop the honorifics. Weโre outside work,โ Winona chuckled, as if her name were followed by a rank.Carrie was about to protest when she gave her a wide-eyed look that clearly said: donโt you dare. โCarrieโs fine,โ she said, taking one step closer out of courtesy. โBy the way, this is my brother-in-law, Andrew. Andrew, this is Greg. He works at Blackbird.โ From the other side of the fence, Greg extended his hand to shake Andrewโs.Carrie wanted to retreat to the house. She shouldnโt have come here. The sight of the young technician threw her into a panic, and it was taking her best not to sprint away from the fairground i
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-02Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย His Friends
The sound of the thudding ball filled the empty driveway. Dex chased after it, his small hands struggling to hold the ball properly. When he finally managed to grip it, Greg cheered for him.โInto the basket!โ He encouraged the boy, who did as he was told. The ring was nailed on top of the garage door, low, but still high for a six-year-old to reach. Dex lifted the ball with both hands, elbows jutting out awkwardly while he heaved it upward. The ball hit the backboard before rolling off the rim. โAhh, thatโs so close!โDex chased after it again. He dribbled it in Gregโs direction. When the boy got close, he pretended to struggle to steal it, reaching left and right a second after Dex switched the ball from one hand to another.The boy laughed at his scuffle.โYouโre a loser, Uncle,โ his nephew complained. Greg chuckled. That was Mandyโs influence, for sure. Gods knew how much his mother badmouthed Greg. He made a face at Dex, who giggled back. They played basketball until headligh
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-02Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Her Truth
โCatch me up, my Beta.โ Lester did that. He rehashed their exchange before Mandy showed up. For her part, she oohed and aahed, clicking her tongue and shaking her head as if Greg was a great source of disappointment. As if she hadnโt already heard them talking a while ago. She was just in the kitchen, directly behind them.โSo, itโs because of your boss?โ She parroted her mateโs question.โWeโre professional,โ Greg deflected. โBut she invited you to the fair.โโHer brother-in-law did. I bet heโs only being polite,โ he argued.They were professional. He and his gorgeous boss. Today, she wore a sleek gray pantsuit. Her hair had been pulled up in a clean updo, showcasing the flawless porcelain skin of her enchanting face. The dark-rimmed square glasses she wore made her sterner. Hotter. Greg wondered what she wore at home. Did she have another set of glasses for lounging at home, or did she also have to be strict in her personal space? What did she do after work, before she went to
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-02Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย The Forbidden Book (18+)
From where he was sitting, he could clearly see the bareness of his boss. He grinned at the view, enjoying how she flinched as the cold air hit her flesh. โWider," he ordered, despite knowing how tight her pencil skirt was. Her face betrayed no emotion, eyes focused on her computer screen as she pulled the fabric higher on her legs so she could open her legs wider. Her slit glistened with wetness.It was late. Other than them, the cleaners were the only staff left. Still, he grinned in satisfaction, knowing how humiliated she was right this moment with her legs wide open and her pussy exposed to anyone who would come through the door. He knew she was waiting for one of the cleaners to enter.The moment he got a call from her secretary, he knew it wasnโt the professional service she needed. The case she was working on was simple. His boss, hailed for her keenness, could finish it with her eyes closed. He slipped his hand into his pocket, finding soft fabric inside. It was red and la
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-03Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย The Forbidden Book: Part 2 (18+)
โYou will never guess what I found out!โ Winona stomped into her office, heading straight towards her desk and letting the door slam. Carrie looked up from her salad. โWhat?โโTake a guess.โ She frowned at her friend. โYou said Iโll never guess it.โ โTry anyway,โ Winona prompted.While her secretary was the reason her work life was more organized, right now, she was the reason why Carrie would get wrinkles earlier.โGive me a hint?โโItโs about Greg Noir,โ she said without missing a beat. Carrie paused for a second to think. What about the young technician would she not guess?Before lunch, she had sent Winona for a quick errand to give Greg some data she needed to be analyzed, but it seemed she found something juicer than the meatloaf in her lunchbox. โDid he curse you on your face?โ Unlikely, but Carrie had to resolve that issue if there was any.It was Winonaโs turn to frown. โWhat? No! Heโs not even there right now. Not about work.โShe paused again to consider. If not work, t
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Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Flight Plans: Part 2 (18+)
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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Flight Plans
โCan you email me the data from yesterday?โ Carrie said without sparing him a look. The moment the plane lifted off, his bossโs eyes had been glued to her screen. Now, the aircraft was flying above the clouds, still, his bossโs attention never left her laptop. The world below shrank into a patchwork of fields, but he couldnโt 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. โItโs Sunday,โ 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 didnโt feel different from his desk at the office. When he looked up, he caught her staring at him with an eyebrow raised. โDo we have a problem, Mr. Noir?โ Carrie had set her laptop aside and now had her arms folded over her chest, her expression sharp and stern. โNo, maโ
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Her Young Man
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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Slippery Slope
Gregโs 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 โgoodnightโ 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 wasnโt 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 companyโs name anyway. He was sure they wouldnโt mind a beer or two chipped off their gross income.Besides, there were more pressing issues than Blackbirdโs finances. Like, why the hell was his boss avoiding him?Well, he wasnโt 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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Choice
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. โMeet you at the lobby. Got your things already,โ Greg texted, followed by a smiley face. Carrie felt herself mi
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Close Call
The low hum of the engines vibrated through the already tensed air at the telemetry bay. Greg was standing behind his boss, who was discussing the Full Authority Digital Engine Control system with the representative of the Instrumentation Team. They arrived at the airbase at the exact time they were supposed to, as opposed to Carrieโs worries. After a satisfying early morning fuck, they decided to shower together to cut the prep time, but ended up spending longer inside. His skin still hurt every time the fabric of his button-up rubbed on his scratches, which was every time he moved. Greg didnโt mind. It was a tangible reminder of how great their time was earlier. Silently, he listened to the quiet conversation, all the while keeping an eye on the floor-to-ceiling screens that lined the front wall. There was a stream of numbers flashing on a couple of the screens, a graph on another, then the live video feed from the sky port, and inside the spacecraft. โSo far, so good,โ one of t
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Wake-up Call (18+)
Greg watched her sleep. The quilt hid her nude form, but even with his eyes closed, he could make out the softness of her curves, the sharpness of her bones.He wanted her. Even as he looked at her now, he longed for her, to touch her, to kiss her. For her touches, for her kisses. He could hear her heart beat steadily, her breathing even and slow. Light was leaking from the tiny gap between the curtain, so Greg knew they would be getting up soon. He nudged her gently, whispering sweet words to wake her up. It didnโt take long before Carrie turned over and gazed at him with half-aware eyes. โWhat time is it?โ She asked groggily. After the night they had, he knew she was tired. โ7:30.โHis boss groaned, nuzzling on his chest and murmuring her protest. โWe need to get up.โ He poked her sides, willing her to move.โNo,โ she groaned, making him laugh. She looked cute like this.Unable to help himself, his hand moved slowly over her supple body. From the roundness of her breasts, dow
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Naughty Surprise (18+)
The second the door of Carrieโs hotel room closed, they were on each other.Carrie reached out and brushed her hand along his chest. Her skin felt warm and soft. All pretense fell. He brought his hand to her neck, to guide her to him as they took hurried steps back to the bed. The plan had been to part to their own rooms after checking in, but even in the elevator, they could barely resist each other. Not when Carrie was still slick from their flight activities. No words were said, but the mutual understanding was there. Greg eased her coat off her shoulders and was surprised by what he found.โYou naughty girl,โ he growled. She must have taken off her clothes when she excused herself to the powder room while they were checking in.Gone was her business attire.; Carrie had nothing but a lacy lingerie under her coat. Greg recognized the plunging neckline. It was the same as her top. Did she have it on earlier? Greg was amazed by how she managed to make such salacious clothing look
Mated: My Infertile Omega Bossย ย ย Multitasking: Part 2 (18+)
She felt the hand that was on her knee move up over her skirt, trะฐvะตlัng uั her lะตft leg with thะต fัngะตrtััั ัะฐrะตัััng thะต ัnััdะต of her thัgh. He had managed to push her pencil skirt inches over her knee.Carrie wasnโt sure whether or not she was lucky that she was wearing a tight skirt. One thing was for certain: this act he was pulling was starting to make her wet. โAs Iโve mentioned before, for this simulation, weโre focusing on the engine system, especially around thermal performance, propulsion behavior, and real-time risk assessment,โ she enumerated, trying to focus on the discussion rather than what was happening under the table.Biting her lip, she fought a moan when he scratched the length of her left leg, causing a run on her stockings. Carrie realized how wasteful it was to spend time with the Alpha when most of her clothes got ripped and torn for his own pleasure. Although they do end up naked at one point and stay like so for the whole time they were together, so perhap
