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The moment she stepped into the grand ballroom, she was swallowed into an alternate world of gilded decadence. Carrie looked up at the chandeliers overhead, spilling golden light across the polished marble floors. A slow melody was being played by a live orchestra tucked into the corner. The music mixed with the laughter that was ringing out, low and conspiratorial. All the guests mingled with their associates, leaning toward one another.She took a champagne from the passing server before mixing in with the crowd.Carrie spotted at least three board members, a couple of executives, a few of their business partners, and plenty of familiar faces. She even noted two or three politicians among the throng. But was man of the night was yet to be seen. Lucius Cavendish, a close relative of the Blackbirds, turned 75 recently and was formally announcing his retirement today. He held an important seat on the board for almost as long as Carrie was alive so his retirement meant a huge change i
Last Updated : 2025-03-28Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss The Past
As soon as she located the powder room, Carrie made her move. The guests milled around the room, and she squeezed between silks, velvets, and brocades, greeting and smiling at those she recognized but never sparring a second to stop. When she walked towards a long table lined with crystal flutes of champagne, Carrie snuck one bubbly for encouragement. Her heart thudded with a nervous thrill. A couple swept past her, the woman’s beaded gown catching the light where the man’s hand was firm against her waist. “Carisa?” The man stopped, taking his partner with him. The thudding in her chest took a sudden crescendo. The lust drained out of her body. Still, she paused and turned.“Albert,” she smiled. Run! Her spirit omega was screaming in warning. “I thought I’d see you here.” Her ex-husband flashed her a condescending smile. “You really made a name for yourself.”Carrie forced herself not to roll her eyes. “I did.”The Alpha looked the same, but different. Time had sharpened his
Last Updated : 2025-03-29Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss The Present
Surprise, confusion, agitation, anger, and relief all fought inside of her, making her into an overwhelmed pot of emotions boiling over and threatening to spill. No. She was already spilling. Flawed assets, Albertus had said. She was flawed, she knew that. But that wasn’t all she was. Carrie was much more than her reproductive system. Still, hearing it from the man she once swore herself to, the man she disappointed gravely, felt like a stab in the heart. One that caught her by surprise. As it turned out, no matter how strong your guard was, facing your dark past would still make you stumble.Her lips quivered as another sob escaped her. “Shhh,” a voice cooed softly above her, paired with a gentle pat on her back. “I’m here, Carrie.”Warm arms wrapped around Carrie, pulling her back to reality. Greg was here. Not Albertus. Greg, who wanted her. Greg, who stuck with her during her cycleBut she was still broken. Defective. Greg was a young, good-looking Alpha full of vitality a
Last Updated : 2025-03-30Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss The Present: Part 2 (18+)
“I don’t want to hear another word,” he said pointedly.Carrie was just about to open her mouth in protest when he pulled her hair down and kissed her possessively. He stood up and unbuckled his belt. “Let’s put that pretty mouth to use, shall we?” He pushed down his pants, showing off his thick erection behind his boxer briefs. “Pull them down. Use your mouth.”Carrie crawled to him. She was still dazed from the previous events, but she bit on the garter of his boxers and pulled it down like he instructed. His hard cock popped out and hit her cheek. His scent swirled around her, and a shot of lust passed through her.“Now suck, my Omega.”She did. She licked the head of his cock sampling the salt of his precum leaking from his slit. The arousal that dissipated earlier came in like a rush of wind. He tasted wonderful. Somehow better than before. Again, she licked the pulsating head, coating it with her saliva.He groaned, showing his approval which she took as motivation.Carrie le
Last Updated : 2025-03-30Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss The Present: Part 3 (18+)
Her scent decorated the air. “What—Ohh,” she gasped, unable to finish her words.She shivered when he dove straight to her pussy and gave it a hot, wet kiss. “Greg,” Carrie moaned, throwing her head back while his tongue traced the length of her slit. “Gods, yes!”He flicked her clit with his hot tongue before taking the swollen nub between her lips and sucking. “I love it when you moan my name, but remember your place, pet.” One sharp slap hit her wetness, making her scream.“I’m sorry, Master,” she cried out.The Alpha smiled approvingly. Licking her with his skilled tongue, she writhed while moaning loudly. It was all she could do not to erupt in orgasm. She wanted to make it last. She wanted to get fucked by his tongue for hours and let pleasure cast a shadow over everything else she was feeling.She spread her legs wider, welcoming his thick tongue as he circled her clit and delved into her dripping hole, tasting every inch of her needy cunt as if he had ownership of it.“Ooohh
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss The Present: Part 4 (18+)
Before she could even recover, he mounted her fucked his cock deep inside her pussy. It was still gaping and incredibly sensitive from the peculiar finger fucking, but that didn’t dampen the pleasure. If anything, it added to the already overloaded sensations. She was so wet from her previous orgasm that he slid effortlessly, bottoming out against her cervix.“Ohhh,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around her waist and fucking herself into his massive pole.“Has he fucked you this good, Carisa?” The Alpha demanded. She squeezed her eyes shut, submitting to the delicious girth of his hard cock.“No!” She hissed. Greg rammed his length into her willing cunt without remorse. “That’s right. And no one will ever fuck you this good other me. Your body is mine, Carisa.”“YES!” The way he said her name, in outright possessiveness, made her clench. “All yours, my Alpha.”She met his hot, dark eyes and reached up to cup her hand over her sharp jaw. His desire was sweet in the air she breathed.
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Alphas
My Alpha. The words echoed in his mind, and Greg couldn’t help but smile. He didn’t know it would feel this good. He felt giddy and warm and pumped up even after their vigorous fuck session that left his boss snoring back in the villa.She was deeply asleep, and Greg didn’t have it in him to wake her up. He’d arranged a new set of clothes for her and left a note before returning to the party. If he had a choice, he would have stayed and slept next to his Omega.His Omega. Greg grinned.“Where have you been?”The smile was instantly wiped off his lips upon hearing the hurried voice of his half-sister.He turned around and found her standing with both hands on her hips, her perfectly shaped eyebrow quirked up, and her red-painted lips set in a stern line. She was a spitting image of their mother.“Outside? Fresh air,” he lied.She clearly was
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Sick
“Where’s Ava?” Greg suddenly asked, noticing the absence of the Omega. He and the team were having lunch together. It had become a custom after they caught him sneaking away and forced him to join the group since then. Greg didn’t understand the need to include him when he only sat quietly for the majority of the time. His table mates stopped talking, making him regret asking. But he was curious as to why Ava was missing. “Stomach bug,” Nina replied. “She’s at the infirmary. Oh, actually, she said she wanted some hot tea, but I have a meeting after this. Can you bring her one, Greg?” “Sure.”Beside him, Nico whistled. “Way to go, Noir!” He cheered, hitting him on the back. If encouraging was what he was going for, he missed. Greg dreaded doing so, not wanting to send the wrong message as always, but not rude enough to turn his back on someone in need. He finished his meal and excused himself before the others were done. No One batted an eye, contrary to when he attempted the sam
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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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“I’ll help you out with your bags,” Greg volunteered, stepping out of the car and opening the door for his boss. She gave him a weirded look but did not complain. “Thank you for the ride, Marcel,” she told the chauffeur before climbing down.Greg grabbed her luggage and brought it to her front door, where he waited for her while she tipped the Beta chauffeur. It was already dark outside, and he would have gotten off at her place, too, if only the company hadn’t sent a ride to take them home. There was something suspicious about it, but Greg had more pressing issues to face. “You can leave that there,” Carrie instructed as she searched for her keys in her tote. But that wasn’t Greg’s plan at all. He waited until she had opened the door and brought her luggage inside. “The car’s waiting for you,” his boss warned as he passed by her. He placed her luggage in the foyer and discreetly pulled her aside until she was hidden against the wall and away from the open door. The curtains we
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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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Flight Plans
“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’
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss 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
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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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss 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 Carrie’s 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 didn’t 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. “So far, so good,” one of t
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss 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 didn’t take long before Carrie turned over and gazed at him with half-aware eyes. “What time is it?” She asked groggily. After the night they had, he knew she was tired. “7:30.”His boss groaned, nuzzling on his chest and murmuring her protest. “We need to get up.” He poked her sides, willing her to move.“No,” 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
