All Chapters of The Alpha King's Pet: His Omega Slave : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 73RAMONI removed my face, kissing him as he sucked on my tongue as his eyes dilated, tasting himself."Ramon, you are freaky." He managed to gasp out as I worked and pressed myself inside and pushed forward slowly, watching his expression shift from desperation to shock to overwhelming pleasure as I stretched him open."Yes," he gasped. "Yes, yes, just like that. Don't stop."I didn't. I pushed deeper, feeling his body give way around me, taking me inch by inch until I was buried completely inside him. Lake's back arched off the couch, his mouth falling open in a silent cry."Breathe," I reminded him, holding still to let him adjust. "Just breathe, omega.""Can't," he panted. "You're so deep, so big, I can feel you everywhere—"I started to move, pulling out slowly before pushing back in. Lake made a sound that was almost a sob, his hands clutching at my shoulders hard enough to leave marks."More," he demanded. "Harder. I want to feel this tomorrow."His body took me perfec

Chapter 75RAMONI should have been content. Hell, I should have been ecstatic. Less than three hours ago, I'd been buried deep inside Lake, claiming him in every way that mattered, hearing him beg for my knot like it was the only thing keeping him alive. The memory of it—his body stretched around me, his voice breaking on my name, the way he'd looked at me afterward like I'd given him something precious—it should have been enough to keep me riding high for days.And it had been. For a while.Walking back into the main living area with Lake at my side, watching Ollie's face light up when he saw us, listening to my mother coo over how "close" we looked—it had all felt right. Like pieces of a puzzle finally clicking into place. Lake had been shy about the attention, his face flushing when Michelle gave him a knowing smile, but he'd stayed close to me. Let me keep a hand on his back, didn't pull away when I pressed a kiss to his temple.Progress. Real, tangible progress with an omega who

Chapter 77RAMON"Talk to Rhodes," I'd said. "Tell him about the pregnancy. Give him a chance to show you that you're wrong about his reaction.""And if I'm not wrong? If he reacts exactly how I think he will?""Then we'll figure it out together. But Troy, you can't make this decision based on a conversation you overheard weeks ago. You have to give Rhodes a chance to actually respond to the real situation.""I can't," Troy had whispered. "Ramon, I can't risk it.""You have to," I'd said gently. "Because the alternative—terminating a pregnancy your mate doesn't even know about, lying to him about what happened—that will destroy your marriage just as surely as any resentment about an unexpected baby."Troy had stood there for a long moment, tears streaming down his face, and I'd felt like the worst person in the world for not just agreeing to help him. But this wasn't like helping Lake escape from Samuel or protecting Ollie from danger. This was lying to my brother about something mass

Chapter 79RAMONBut then I'd seen Troy in the hallway leading to the bedrooms, when he'd thought he was alone. Seen the way he'd stopped and pressed his forehead against the wall, one hand splayed protectively over his stomach, his whole body trembling.I'd almost gone to him. Almost said something. But then Julian had called for him—something about needing help with his pajamas—and Troy had straightened immediately. The mask had slammed back into place, and he'd headed toward his son's voice with a bright smile and a cheerful response.The rest of the evening had followed the same pattern. Troy had been perfectly normal on the surface—helping with baths, reading bedtime stories, chatting with the other adults. But I'd caught these little moments when he'd thought no one was watching. The way he'd held Sophia and Julian when he'd tucked them in, scenting them more thoroughly than usual, his face buried in their hair like he was trying to memorize them. The slight tremor in his hands

Chapter 81RAMONThe knock came at six in the morning, sharp and insistent against our door. Lake jerked awake beside me with a gasp that turned into a whimper, his body going rigid with panic. His eyes were wide and unfocused, his breathing already spiraling into hyperventilation."Lake," I said quickly, pulling him against my chest. "Lake, it's okay. You're safe. We're at my mother's house, remember? You're safe."But he was shaking, his hands clutching at my shirt with desperate strength. The knock came again, and he flinched like he'd been struck."It's just someone at the door," I murmured, running my hands up and down his back in what I hoped was a soothing rhythm. "Probably one of my brothers. No one's going to hurt you. I promise."It took a full minute before his breathing started to even out, before recognition filtered back into his eyes. "Sorry," he whispered. "Sorry, I just—loud noises in the morning, they always meant—""I know," I said, pressing a kiss to his temple. "