All Chapters of The Alpha’s Spitfire Omega: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Riley.”I hummed, looking up from the castle the characters were storming after the prince finally died.“If the Alpha King gets involved…”“Zayle, I said don’t worry about it. You have enough stress. This bullshit is what it is. Bull. Frankly, the Alpha King can shove a hot rod up his ass. He’s done nothing for me. As a rogue, as a slave, or as an Omega. If anything, he’s made things worse. So I don’t give a shit what he says. He cannot do anything to me that’s worse than what’s been done.”Zayle sighed. “He could take you away from me.”“Why? Because I’m not Luna material? Because some she-wolf dressed up like the mother from Matilda said she’s better than I am? Alpha, please. I’m not really sure I want that title but I sure as hell have more respect for it than she does.”He finally smirked, squeezing

Zayle disappeared up the stairs and I couldn’t help the smile the spread to my face. Turning, I went into the kitchen and smelled the coffee in the pot currently. Not only was it at least a day old but it smelled burnt to hell. Taking the pot, I rinsed it out and scrubbed it clean before wiping it out to put it back. There was a second machine but it looked clean and not used recently. Rummaging through the cabinets, I found the coffee and everything else I needed.I did use both machines, since I could at least ensure that it wasn’t burnt. If there was only me, Kirk, Oliver, Zayle, and Cesar, that could be a single pot but I had a feeling others would be coming in and out. So making both pots actually drinkable for people seemed like a good idea.As it dripped, I tried going through and organizing a few things since it looked like people just threw shit into the cabinets rather than putting them away. The first coffee pot finished just as I finished stacki

His fingers started to move more rhythmically in my ass, fucking me as his mouth closed over my tip. I mewed again, unable to keep my eyes open, as I grabbed the blankets tight. No one had done this for me. It felt like Zayle was sucking the very soul from me. When his other hand pressed on my stomach to keep me in place, and I couldn’t fight against it. Really, I didn’t want to but my body was feeling things I’d never felt before.I tried to reach out and pull him off me but he was too far away. His lips slipped down my shaft as far as he could and I came in his mouth. It was such a violent experience, I felt my sight flicker black for a moment. My ass tightened around his fingers and the orgasm floated my mind to a far away place. The only thing that brought me down was Zayle pulling his fingers out of me. Whimpering, I watched as he stuck his fingers into his mouth.“You taste like citrus too. It’s so bright and refreshing.”He reached down and undid the button of his slacks. I watc

*** Zayle’s POV ***‘Son.’My eyes fluttered open as I looked up at the ceiling. The room was dark but it didn’t sound like it was raining outside. Looking down, Riley was curled up into my side. Apparently, my knot had already subsided and he’s slipped next to me. I’d never knotted before and I didn’t expect to when Riley wasn’t in heat. Somehow though, he managed to pull it out of me.It was such an incredible feeling having the bond between us. I could feel his consciousness. He was asleep but there was even a feeling of his dream. It wasn’t good or bad. There was just a light stream of him being content in whatever was happening.Helios was at peace. For the first time, since I was a child, I didn’t feel on edge. Everything felt like it was where it was supposed to be. I don’t know I could feel like this. I’d always assumed that this feeling was just part of being an Alpha. Never that it was because my other half of my soul was missing.His hair was splashed across the bed and I b

Dad couldn’t take it anymore. He burst out laughing. Riley blushed red as he realized my dad was sitting there.“Sorry, Cesar. I didn’t realize…I should…get a shirt on.”“No. No running away. Get over here. Let me see you.”Riley shuffled towards my dad, putting his hands behind his back. Dad looked him up and down, before having him spin. When Riley turned his back to him, Dad looked at me.“May I touch his hair?”My brow furrowed. “Dad, you don’t need to ask me.”He chortled but reached out to grab Riley’s hair. Suddenly, a protectiveness rushed me and I grabbed the edges of the marble counter. Dad paused, looking at me for confirmation and I nodded. This was my dad. He was my blood. His fated mate was my mother. He wasn’t trying to steal Riley or hurt him. The surge of possession was shocking as I breathed through it.Still, I kept my eyes o