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Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss First Day
Greg had mixed opinions about his new workplace. It was clean, cool, bright, and smelled nice, and the low murmur of his new colleagues combined with the hum of computers was kind of relaxing. Large windows stretch along one side, potted plants dot the space, their green leaves a gentle contrast to the monochrome desks and steel-gray chairs. The complete opposite of the test floor filled with large equipment and dangerous machines.The office was okay, generally, but Greg liked his previous workplace a lot more. He liked to get his hands dirty. The only consolation was that his cube was close to Chief Carson. If he peeked to his right, her office window was in his direct line of sight. Greg stretched his legs under his new desk. It was plywood made into a sleek modern work table, but it was too small for his frame so his loafer-encased feet poked underneath. His slacks were tight and his dress shirt compressed his torso a little too tightly. The attendant at the store said it was
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss The Dare
In the next couple of days, Greg started to adapt to his new workplace. People move on fast in a department like R&D where tasks never get tired of coming.Greg’s colleagues quickly forgot their prejudice and now, he found himself sitting between Ava and Nico, the Alpha who got chest-to-chest with him. They and the other five people from their department shared a table in the cafeteria.“So, you single, Greg?” Jester, another Alpha, asked. Curiosity seemed to be unanimous because everyone at the table paused and looked at him, waiting for the answer. “Yes,” he admitted mindlessly. They didn’t look convinced. “I didn’t mean mated, dude. Nothing casual too?”“Nope.” Nothing wrong with being single. He liked it better than jumping from one bed to another before finding his mate.“Nah, no way you’re not getting some.”The group nodded and hummed their agreement as if Greg’s love life was their business. “I can’t see why the Omegas aren’t flocking around you.”At that, he felt Ava inch
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Overtime Chat
Tired was an understatement.Carrie cracked her neck, her joints making a satisfying grinding sound. She moaned as the stiffness of her shoulders eased. Just a little. Actually, too little. Her stress was far from being relieved. After attending a four-hour meeting with other unit chiefs, where she was constantly ridiculed, albeit indirectly, for being born the way she was, Carrie was more than ready to get home. But of course, being away from her desk for that long meant being away from the stuff she had to accomplish on a regular.That left her working longer than anyone in their right mind would like. She counted how many days it would be until the weekend, and that only made her more depressed. She gathered her things and shouldered her bag, already ready to hit the sack. However, when she came out of her office, she caught sight of a large figure hunched over a table in the common area. Carrie could never mistake that frame. She scanned the office and found no one else but t
Last Updated : 2025-02-27Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Home Remedies
“You’re crazy.” “Crazy in love,” Mandy added to her husband’s comment.“I’m not in love,” 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-sister’s 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 child’s 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.“Can’t you do that at home?” Lester yawned from the coffee table he and Mandy sat on—more like slumped on.It was six in the morning. Greg had to go to work at 8:00, and lukewarm tea wasn’t good. He wanted it hot and freshly made for Chief Carson. “I needed a deeper pot.” He turned to face them and pointed the ladle in their direction. “I didn’t ask
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss 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.“It’s good cold too,” 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 level—not 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.“Is it worth the hype?” Wino
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Unexpected Meetings
“He’s not married.” 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.“What?” Carrie shot her a confused look. One that mirrored the looks of her niece and Winona’s daughter, who were folding boxes with them. “Keep folding,” Winona instructed the girls on the other end of the long wooden table. “You too,” 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 technician’s 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 Carrie’s great-great-great-grandparents’ house tur
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Adult Friends
“Winona? Chief Carson? Hi!” Surprise painted his face, then quickly replaced by a smile that battled the afternoon sun’s 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 wouldn’t be too distracted.“Oh, drop the honorifics. We’re outside work,” 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: don’t you dare. “Carrie’s fine,” she said, taking one step closer out of courtesy. “By the way, this is my brother-in-law, Andrew. Andrew, this is Greg. He works at Blackbird.” From the other side of the fence, Greg extended his hand to shake Andrew’s.Carrie wanted to retreat to the house. She shouldn’t 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-02Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss 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.“Into the basket!” 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. “Ahh, that’s so close!”Dex chased after it again. He dribbled it in Greg’s 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.“You’re a loser, Uncle,” his nephew complained. Greg chuckled. That was Mandy’s 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-02
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Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Elevator Encounter
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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Hand Him Over
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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Are we okay?
“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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss 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 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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Slippery Slope
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
Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss 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. ‘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
