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Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Overtime
Greg was on his phone on the way to the cafeteria when someone dumped into him.It was Nico.His coworker placed an arm around his shoulders. He peered at his screen, which he quickly turned off. “Got a girl, Noir?” he teased.Greg shrugged. “Nah. It’s the Chief. I guess I’m working overtime again,” he grumbled, acting annoyed.Easy since the other Alpha’s hand on him was pissing him off right now. Greg welcomed friendliness with open arms but not this familiar.He had been texting Carrie. Lunch was the only time they talked casually and that was strictly on the phone.His boss was serious about keeping a professional distance at work that even when she needed the smallest thing, as long as it was work-related, she insisted on emailing him.So, during noon, he tried his best to keep his distance from others so he could freely flirt with his boss through text.
Last Updated : 2025-03-21Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Overtime: Part 2 (18+)
“Gods,” Carrie hissed as she slipped the small bean-shaped vibrator into her bare pussy. It went in seamlessly. How could she be so wet already?The girth of the toy, albeit small, stretched her walls. It wasn’t even on yet, but the feel of the silicon inside her, plus the thrill of doing something obscene in the office was mind-blowing. She sat down before her legs got too weak. Carrie turned to her computer screen, keeping her expression impassive. From the corner of her eye, she could see the Alpha smirking. He said nothing, so she continued working. Better to finish fast before he decided to tease and torture her for his own entertainment. The scene from the book flashed in her mind. Carrie would never forget it. Olivia with her underwear off, her legs wide open and her cunt exposed for anyone to see. Carrie had imagined it—fantasized about it—how embarrassing it would be to have her cunt on display. How wet the woman was. And when she was the one with her panties off, right
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Surprises (18+)
She stared at herself in the mirror in disbelief. Carrie’s body was scantily sheathed with black lacy lingerie that showcased her natural curves and porcelain skin. She looked gorgeous. Sleek and lithe, all sensual.She ran her hands up and down her waist, then to the sheer fabric on her chest that was barely hiding her erect nipples, and finally down to her sex, fully exposed courtesy of the crotchless lingerie. She dipped a finger in, curving it to scoop her juices. Gods, she was already so wet.Carrie brought her finger to her lips and licked. Her eyes closed automatically as the taste of her arousal burst in her mouth. “Getting excited, Chief?” Greg appeared in the reflection. He eased behind her, wrapping his arms around her body. He was still cold from the shower, the smell of aftershave teasing Carrie’s nostrils.“Don’t call me that,” she complained, frowning, but her body relaxed in his hold. Greg just chuckled. He stared at her in the mirror. Again, she dipped her finger
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Invitation
Greg didn’t bother knocking, he went into Mandy’s house with one purpose in mind: to get whatever she wanted to give him and leave to return to Carrie. When did he become attached to another person? He didn’t know. But one thing was for sure, he didn’t hate it. Greg hardly knew himself these days. Always wanting to be around the Omega, yearning to touch her, hold her, and kiss her. If looking at her was enough for him before, it wasn’t anymore. Being with Carrie turned him into a new man.Or perhaps this had been the true him, only this obsessive, possessive part was overshadowed by everything else. In that case, maybe he should make her take responsibility for it.Greg grinned, already imagining what he would tell the Omega to do. He knew she liked it when he took charge. “Uncle Greg!” A whirlpool of a child slammed into him, almost making him fall back. He took the boy in his arms and turned around so that it was like he was flying. “Weeeeee!” Dex cheered while he twirled in t
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Pearls
“Ow!” Carrie winced as soon as the cotton swab made contact with her bruise. “Sorry,” Greg said quietly, guilt obvious in his voice. Carrie looked behind her and found the Alpha’s face scrunched up in concentration. He dipped the swab in the ointment, then carefully dabbed it on the purple patch of skin on her hip.Just a few moments ago, they were consumed with overwhelming passion, rushing inside her house with the urgency of fugitives hiding from authority. Greg had used her to shut the door, holding her hostage between it and his hard body and kissing her like they were star-crossed lovers sharing a stolen moment. His tongue invaded her mouth, and Carrie had moaned at the sweet taste of his lips. With their lips still sampling each other’s, they moved to her room. As always, Greg took charge, handling Carrie delicately but with the thrilling harshness she liked. However, when he threw her on the bed, something hard hit her, a sharp pain shooting from her hip. Carrie had forgo
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss Her Party Plans
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
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Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss An Offer
“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
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
