All Chapters of The Alpha King's Pet: His Omega Slave : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62RAMON"Nothing you need to worry about," I replied, keeping my tone light. "Can't a man just be happy without his brothers interrogating him?""Not when that man is you," Romeo said dryly. "You don't do anything without a plan, Ramon. You definitely don't suddenly show up with a mate and a kid unless there's more to the story.""The story is that I found them, and I'm keeping them," I said with more force than I'd intended. "That's all that matters."The conversation was interrupted by shrieks from the pool. I looked over to see that Troy had somehow convinced Lake to at least sit on the edge with his feet in the water. Lake still looked uncomfortable, but Troy was talking animatedly beside him, and I could see some of the tension starting to leave Lake's shoulders."Alright everyone!" Troy called out, gesturing to the group of kids. "Pool time! But first, we need to get organized. Sophia, Julian—you're in charge of making sure everyone has sunscreen. David, Marcus—you're

Chapter 64RAMONAnother head shake. The crying was starting to slow, but he still wouldn't look at me."Is it about Mama?" I tried.That got a reaction—a full-body flinch that told me I'd hit the target."You can tell me," I assured him. "Whatever it is, I'm not going to be mad. I just want to understand so I can help."For a long moment, I didn't think he was going to answer. Then, in a voice so small I almost didn't hear it: "He was holding her.""Rivers?" I asked gently. "Is that what's bothering you? That Mama was holding Rivers?"Ollie nodded against my shoulder, and fresh tears started flowing. "He never holds other kids. Only me. He's only ever held me."Understanding crashed over me. This wasn't just jealousy—this was existential terror. In Ollie's experience, Lake's attention and affection were finite resources that had to be carefully guarded. If Lake was holding another child, caring for another child, that meant less for Ollie.It meant Ollie could be replaced."Ollie,"

Chapter 66RAMON"It is," Lake confirmed, his voice suspiciously thick. "This is your bed, in your cousins' room, in your family's house.""Our family," Ollie corrected, his eyes already closing again. "You and me and Papa Ramon. And all the cousins. And Grandma Elena. It's a big family, Mama.""It is," Lake agreed. "A very big family."He stayed there until Ollie's breathing evened out completely, until he was sure his son was deeply asleep. Around them, the other children were being tucked in by their respective parents, the room filling with soft goodnights and gentle kisses.When Lake finally stood, Troy was waiting by the door. As we filed out, I watched as each of my brothers approached me with identical expressions of mischief.Rafael was first. He pressed something into my hand with a wink that would have been more appropriate on a teenager than a grown man with four kids. "Have fun, little brother."I looked down. Condoms. A whole roll of them."What—"But Rafael was already

Chapter 68LAKEBut I couldn't. Years of training, of learning to be silent no matter what was being done to my body, couldn't be undone in one morning. So I kept my sounds trapped behind clenched teeth, even as sensation flooded through me.He found another sensitive spot, right where my neck met my shoulder, and sucked hard enough to leave a mark. The slight pain mixed with pleasure in a way that had me seeing stars, my hips jerking up involuntarily."Fuck," Ramon breathed, his own control clearly fraying. "Lake, you feel so good. You smell so good."His hands were everywhere—sliding under my borrowed shirt, tracing the lines of my ribs, ghosting over scars both old and new. When his fingers found one of my nipples and circled it teasingly, I couldn't stop the moan that escaped."That's it," Ramon encouraged, his voice gone rough and deep. "Let me hear you, omega."Omega. The word should have made me flinch, reminded me of vulnerability and violation. But in Ramon's voice, it sound

Chapter 70RAMONI wished I had more time. More time in that bed this morning with Lake soft and pliant beneath me, more time to explore every sound I could coax from his throat, more time before that cursed alarm shattered the moment and reminded us both that we existed in a world with responsibilities and children and threats that wouldn't wait.The memory of him—flushed and desperate, begging me to breed him—had been playing on loop in my mind all morning. The way he'd clenched around me, the slick that had made everything so easy, the screams he'd finally let loose when I'd pushed all the way inside. I'd barely gotten halfway before that alarm went off, and now I was left aching and frustrated, wondering if he'd ever let it happen again or if the moment had passed entirely.My brothers had corralled me into one of the study rooms after breakfast, ostensibly to discuss some business matter that couldn't wait. I'd left Lake with my mother and the kids, watching as Ollie dragged him