Allen just wants to feel love, but as an Omega, she never feels true love. Her parents basically hate her, and all the other Alphas just want her for a one-night stand. Because according to society, Omegas are not worth becoming anyone's mate; they are only good in bed. So what happens when she meets a pure-blood Alpha? Sebestian, a name that makes everyone scared, usually doesn't trust anyone because of his past, and he also has a limited number of friends. But what happens when he meets the most beautiful and innocent omega? Will he take a risk again and protect his omega at any cost?
View MoreWin and Brandon loved riling their lovers up. Braze was properly in the mood, and he was wild in the sack. They'd give each other a look and then surround him with a dual attack of mouths on his neck and lips until Braze was pliant between them. Celebrating their success, they'd then stand on their tiptoes to kiss over his shoulder. For some reason, whenever they tried to kiss around Braze, he seemed to shift and get in their way, meaning they had no choice but to lean over him. They had first assumed Braze just liked being sandwiched between them. But then Braze seemed to not mind Win or Damon being in the middle as he stayed plastered against their back, and he'd initiate a kiss in the exact same way, often steadying the hips of the person in the middle and making sure they stayed put as he leaned over their shoulder to kiss the other. In fact, Braze often placed himself in a position that made his height over the other person clear. He seemed to revel in plastering himself against
“Hey, Braze?” Damon purred, leaning down to brush his lips against his lover’s ear. “Hmm?” The older man smirked, tracing his fingers up and down the black-eyed male’s sides. “When I’m around you, I can’t think straight.” “Mm. That’s nice, Brandon.: Braze replied distractedly, his eyes devouring the text in front of him as he relaxed back against Brandon's chest, not noticing the pout that his lover sent him. Win snickered softly, sending the Omega an amused grin from his place on the floor. His hands moved absently over the other legs, tracing small designs on his calves. “Really, brother?” The blonde mocked her, smirking slightly. “I would think you could do better than that.” Brandon huffed. “Oh? And what would you say?” “Hmm...” Win tilted his head to the side. You must be tired, because you’ve been running through my head all day." “Is that how you get dates?" The older man inquired teasingly, raising an eyebrow. " Talk in a different language and assume the poor soul you’v
Braze has been touched before. Has had boyfriends who ran their hands over his skin and left behind a trail of hickeys. He’s been taken over by pleasure and felt speared to his very core, but nothing and no one has been like this. With every touch, his body shivers, the warmth seeping down through his skin and straight to his bones. There is a fire awakening in him, kindled by every careful and oh so deliberate touch, into something bright, brilliant, and more. Sex has always been the same, just with different partners. There is no real ‘newness’ about it; just the same actions, the same motions, and the same ending. But this is beyond new. He feels stripped, as if his very skin has been peeled away to leave nothing but nerve endings against bare flesh. There is no escaping his bond, not inside or out, and he can’t remember why he’d ever been hesitant, perhaps because he hadn't wanted this. Brandon is murmuring things—a string of words in a language that is not his own but sends shiv
“Favorite color?” Braze questioned, blushing slightly at the snickers Win gave. “What?” “Of all the questions, you ask that?" The blonde snorted. “How innocent.” “Just answer the question, okay?" He shot back, hiding his face in embarrassment. “Blue,” Brandon answered easily, his eyes amused. “Turquoise,” Braze blinked. “Why?” Win huffed, rolling his eyes. “Only one question at a time, Braze. Alright, when…” A brilliant smirk lit up his face, and the blue-eyed male cringed. “Did you lose your virginity?” “What?” He squeaked, mouth open. “You heard me." Braze asked smugly. “Now talk.” "I-I don't-" He shutter, flailing slightly. Brandon's received a betrayed look for his giggles. It was a game they played now that they’d decided to at least try to be around each other. They could easily open the bond and comb through each other’s minds for the answers, but that would be rude, and this was about trust and honesty. They weren’t ready for that sort of openness. “...two years ago.
“Braze,” Damon murmurs, crowding much too close for someone who doesn’t want this, and he’s not making it very easy for Braze not to turn and wind his arms around him like the bond so cries for him to do. “I’m-” “I think that it’d be best if we pretended this didn’t happen. He answered politely, stepping away from that warm hand and keeping his eyes down. We’ve never been a part of the same crowd, and I see no reason to start now. You don’t want the bond, and neither do I, so just... forget it.” And Braze walked away, strides quick and body tense as he left behind what had supposed to be his dream, his hope, his turning point, his love. What a sick joke. It does not go away, and it is not easy to forget. He dreams, and he finds himself with them, safe and warm and longing, and he forces himself awake. The bond makes everything different; it brings the danger of actually connecting their minds in sleep. Braze can’t let that happen. He needs to pretend, forget, and cover this ache t
15 years later(Brandon, Win and Braze) Side story:- From day one he’d been told about the wonders of the bond. It was something special, to find someone who completed you, who was the other half to your whole and who could connect to not just your body, not just your heart, but your soul as well. Soulmates. That was what people had deemed it, and yet, it was so much more. The bond was beyond sacred, something precious and rare and oh so very sought after. He’d watched couples, had seen the way their eyes looked not just at their partner’s eyes, but into them as well; had seen the way they’d laughed and smiled and interacted without any need for spoken words, for when you were bound you didn’t need them. Braze had hoped that one day he might be graced with finding his other half, had yearned for the day when he could take comfort in the fact that he would never have to be alone again, but this… He had not prepared for this. Brandon was an exuberant, loud, colorful, magnetic, look at m
The next day, even though Sebestian expected Allen to wake up after him after their hot and steamy night, Allen was already up and ready to go. "Hurry up, Sebestian. We have a lot to see. I'll show you lots of beautiful places. This place is one of the most beautiful countries in the world." Sebestian knew Allen's overexcitement was not going to be good, and yes, it wasn't good at all. Allen took Sebestian to lots of beautiful places. Having a designer wife comes in handy at times like this. First, they went to London. "I heard that from 11 to 3 it is crazily crowded in here. Good thing we came before that." "Allen, we have to buy tickets, I guess." "Just put on makeup yourself. then it'll be okay." "What?" "Why? How do you think I saved money in the past few years?" "You are impossible, Allen." Allen told Sebestian a few stories about archery. "I really like to come here; it's so relaxing." "Yeah, you should. So I can stay alone at home with Win and Brandon," Sebestian joke
Sebestian and Allen got to stay in a 5-star hotel in the heart of Lima, surrounded by beautiful scenery. Sebestian thanked the helpers for bringing their bags to their room and finally closed the door to take a breath. Sebestian turned to look where Allen was, but the sudden coldness he felt made him look at his body. "WHAT THE?...SH" He didn't have any clothes on his body. Everything was gone, and he knew who was responsible for it. Sebestian went to find that certain responsible one to hear what excuse he has right now. "My.. My... I didn't know you were this eager, Sebestian." Allen was holding a drink in her hand when she came near Sebestian. She was swinging her hips in such an erotic way. Even that walk made Sebestian go crazy. In front of Allen, Sebestian was a mess. "Really babe? Making me naked? And you are fully clothed? This is unfair. " "Why don't you get your justice by undressing me?" Allen tilted her face and looked at Sebestian. "Put that away." Sebestian took th
"Where are you going?" Sebestian pulled Allen by the waistband. "Sebestian." Allen smiled. "I thought you were sleeping." "I was awake. I just didn't open my eyes." Allen kissed Sebestian. "Good morning" "Good morning" "I was going to take a shower, and I have to shave." "Shave? Why?' "Because you said it tickles." "Don't shave it". "really?" "Yeah, don't shave it." "Why is that?" Allen leaned in and whispered into Sebestian's lips. "Because your beard makes you mature." "I'm hurt, Allen. So you are telling me you don't like my look?" "Who said that? I love every look of yours. I want to see with your ears too." "Okay. Then I won't shave. I don't know how Win and Brandon might react to this." "It'll be fun to look at their reaction." "Yeah" "Now come back to the bed." It was my fourth day in the villa. Some of the best days of Sebestian and Allen's lives were spent doing little adventures around the island. With Sebestian in Allen's life, her life was full of adven
Allen sighed as she tied on her apron, washed her hands, and headed to the counter. Working at Ohm's Place at 20 was something she never really wanted. However, in order to pay for her college classes, she needed the money, and her brother, who is an Alpha who just happens to own the cafe, gave her a job a year ago. Ohm had taken over the cafe when he was 18 and Allen was 19. The owner before was getting pretty old, and when he retired, he handed over the Cafe to Ohm just like that. And of course, Ohm changed the name as well. And the funny part is that the owner is none other than their own Grandfather. Allen's story is quite funny; when she presented as an omega at the age of thirteen, everything started to go downhill. Her parents would never show her affection and only talk to her when she was told to do something, and the same goes for her grandfather. Allen wanted to make her parents proud of her, and she did everything she was asked. The Jameswood family was known for being alp
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