CHAPTER SIX: THE ALPHA'S MOTHER 🐺🤤

LYRA

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I turned toward the voice in horror.

The omega was still bouncing on my chest. Couldn't she see my mother-in-law had just walked in?

I pushed her away and scrambled up, snatching at the scraps of fabric to cover myself. My breasts still spilled free. Panic clawed at my throat.

She looked me over from head to toe.

“What’s a city-bred omega like you even good for?” she said. “I don’t know what he sees in you. But I’ll tell you this, I already have someone better. Once this little performance is over, go back where you came from.”

In her dreams. I wasn’t letting go of this.

“But Mother… the ritual is tradition. How can you call it a little performance?” I asked, keeping my voice sweet.

“Oh, so you can talk back.” Her lip curled. “And don’t call me Mother. I’m not your mother. Yes, it’s tradition—I’ll give you that. But it’s not your cunt I want to watch riding dicks and performing the ritual. I prefer the omega I chose.”

So that was it. She didn’t want me as her son’s mate. We’ll see about that.

I stared at her, unable to ignore just how hot she looked. She was the mother of a grown-ass Alpha, yet she still looked like that? Dressed modestly, yet those heavy breasts strained against the fabric. I bit my lip. They’d put me in this situation. I might as well finish it. The thought of fucking my mate’s mother turned me on more than I ever expected.

I let the last pathetic shreds of cloth slip to the floor.

“Mother,” I said, walking closer, “do I really not deserve you?”

I glanced at the two other wolves. My time with them was done. I flicked my fingers, signaling them to leave. I didn’t expect them to listen, but they did. The door shut behind them, leaving me alone with Darius’s mother.

“Let me take you to your room. You look exhausted.” I rested my hand on her shoulder and let it slide lower, toward her breast.

She slapped my arm away and stared at me like I’d lost my mind.

“You think offering me your body will make me accept you? You’re even stupider than I thought.”

She turned to leave. I caught her wrist.

“Try me first. If you don’t like it… I’ll leave.”

Her eyes narrowed, weighing it. Just as I expected. Who turns down sex?

“You think you can please an Alpha like me?” she said. “Darius is True Blood—ten times stronger than any ordinary Alpha. I heard he marked you. You haven’t even felt a fraction of what he’s capable of. A weakling can’t give birth to the strong. What makes you think you can handle me when even my own son had to hold back for your frail little body? Who do you think you are to assume I’ll be pleased Omega?”

She stepped closer, her voice dropping into an even more sinister tone.

“Let’s make it interesting. If I’m not satisfied… I’ll kill you. Agreed?”

I swallowed hard. Darius really hadn’t used his full strength? What if I couldn’t…No. If I backed out now I’d lose everything: Darius, the sex, the other omegas, the oils, the treatment. All of it.

“I… I agree.”

“Good.” A glint flashed in her eyes. “Meet me in my chambers tomorrow. And wash that icing off yourself.”

She turned and walked away.

This wasn’t going to be easy.

I headed to my room to take a bath.

Darius was already there. Today had been long and all I wanted was sleep, but the crazy smirk on his face as he stared at me made me think of what his mother had said.

“D-Darius… your mom—”

“I heard it all,” he cut me off.

“You did?” That meant he saw me too? Oh no, what does he think of me now?

“I think you're such a whore. You want to taste my mother too.” He grinned.

My lips quivered. I didn’t know what to say. Yes or no, would he get mad?

“I’m not mad.”

Right. I forgot he could hear my thoughts.

“You’re allowed to do whatever you want, Lyra. My mom’s a bit hot-headed.”

“What about the fact that you didn’t fuck me as hard as you should have?” I snapped.

“I’m saving the best for after your training. A True Blood can kill you while mating, so I was only being gentle, trying to keep my wolf under control. Consider it a sweet welcome, especially since it’s your first day here. I don’t want you dead, my mate. But don’t worry. I can always make you feel good.”

His words made my head spin. I might be a slut, but his sweet, nasty words and calm voice left me completely down bad for him.

I yawned. “I need real food, though.”

He smiled and clapped his hands. Maids walked in carrying trays of good food. I could have kissed him right then.

I attacked the food immediately, stuffing and swallowing everything I could get my hands on.

When I was done and collapsed on the bed, I felt Darius’s heavy weight settle over me. His hands found my waist. He drew closer, kissing my cheeks, then my eyelids, then my neck.

“Darius, I’m tired,” I whispered.

“Shh. I just want to feed on your boobs.” He licked the mate mark, sending heat racing through my body. My chest rose and fell. Goddess, the things he made me feel.

“Let me give you a shower first.”

He lifted me and carried me into the bathroom. It was already prepared. He washed me carefully, hands gliding over every inch of my skin. He squeezed my breasts and latched onto one, his tongue working in slow licks. It felt better than anything that had ever touched me there.

“Hmm… so good. Harder, please.”

He flicked his tongue faster. One hand slipped between my legs under the water, finding my clit. He eased a finger inside, working me gently at first, then increasing the pace.

He released my breast. “You like that?” His pheromones flooded the air—cedar and dark musk filling my senses.

“Put your mouth back on me, Alpha, please. Suck these tits, they’re aching for you.” I begged, drunk on whatever he was doing to me.

He obeyed, sucking hard like he couldn’t get enough of the sweet taste.

“Yes,yes,yes Alpha, I’m cumming—”

The second the words left my mouth he pulled his mouth away from my sensitive nipples and crushed his lips to mine. It was the first time he’d kissed me on the mouth. I melted into it while his long fingers fucked my pussy, driving me completely crazy.

Our breathing grew harsh as we shared saliva. He finally let me breathe, and with a loud moan I shattered harder than I ever had before, squirting all over his hand. I went limp in the bathtub, barely able to keep my eyes open.

I still heard his last words.

“You belong to me, Lyra. Only I can make you feel a hundred times better than anything they give you.”