Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated: My Infertile Omega Boss: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

‘Don’t forget to eat.’ Greg sent the text, grinning as he did.Two days had passed since his thing with Carrie had started. So far, it had been purely virtual, and Greg was still in some limbo state, confused whether whatever they were doing was enough to warrant a relationship. Greg couldn’t care less. At least, not yet. The constant exchange of messages and calls were reassuring.Carrie needed his assistance during her cycle, and Greg was more than willing to attend to her needs. Especially during their nighttime calls.Hearing her pleading voice always triggered his instincts. Every moan, gasp, and whimper made him more and more territorial. Even he was surprised with himself, being largely inexperienced with this field.Greg wanted to set his claim, conquer, and mark. But Carrie wasn’t a conquest. She was a prize, a gift from the Gods.He was scared all of it would end when her cycle passed. How could he return to normally greeting her in the morning at work when he knew how she

When Greg was seven, he and his mom went to an ice cream parlor after soccer practice. They lived in a small town in the province with his grandma and grandpa. Georgia worked as a clerk at a music studio downtown, making just enough to put a roof over her son’s head and food in his stomach. She was a beautiful woman. Kind too, always smiling and greeting the neighbors. That was why they sometimes got free cupcakes from the bakery, free flowers from the flower shop, and free ice cream too. His mother was charming, easygoing, and always so genuine with her words and actions. That day, one of his soccer teammates was also at the ice cream shop with both of his parents.“Why is there only you, mom?” The seven-year-old him had asked. It was something that had been bothering him.“What do you mean, honey?” Georgia asked softly.“Roger and Ronny have a mom and dad, Macy has two dads, but you’re the only one I have.” When he was even younger, he thought his grandparents were his parents t

She bounced on the bed when he dropped her as if she were a piece of dirty laundry. Greg examined the room, a disappointed frown forming on his face at the sight of all the messy fabric. Her essence was in every item, now dried up but still prominent. “You live like this? No wonder you’re so needy.” He shook his head. Her instincts told her to fight back, but her wolf luxuriated at the humiliation. With the abruptness of the scene at her door, only now did she have the time to really look at him. His familiar large frame towered over her. He wore his usual button-down shirt, but the lower part of it was darkened with dampness from her cunt. He looked the same. The Greg she knew at work was confident and in control. Except now, his eyes were blazing with desire. The eagerness in his looks was replaced with authority.“On your knees and turn around,” he instructed sharply.Carrie scrambled to do as he said. When she was finally facing away, she heard him unbuckle his belt. Carrie quic

“Please… please… I need to cum!” Carrie cried out, writhing helplessly on her kitchen counter.Greg closed the lid of the pot and smiled slyly at her. “Simmer for five minutes. I think you can endure it.” He came over to her, leaning down for a quick peck. Carrie moaned on his lips.Greg was making breakfast. While he did, he instructed Carrie to hop on the counter and pleasure herself with the toy he found in her room. Carrie submissively held the vibrator to her clit and did her best not to reach climax before he finished making their meal.“I can’t hold it any longer,” she whined.The Alpha smirked. “You can, Carrie, if you want me to fuck you properly. I might even let you pick the position.”The thought was enough to make her convulse in pleasure. Greg laughed, watching her suffer.It was torture. Normally, she wouldn’t be able to reach release with just a vibrator on her clit and no penetration. But having Greg watch her, smelling his enticing pheromones, quadrupled her lust. K

Before her alarm clock rang, Carrie was already up and awake. She’d gotten up early, unable to sleep after the dreamlike weekend she had. A quick nap once Greg had left just after midnight was all she needed, and she was ready to face the new week.If anything, she felt more energized than she had ever before. Maybe it was the post-heat vivacity.Carrie decided it was best to clean up, considering how much mess she accumulated over the course of her cycle. When her alarm clock blared, she was already in the living room, mopping.At work, she greeted the security guard, who gave her a bright smile. “Pleasant morning to you too, Chief Carson,” he said with a quick salute. He seemed a bit weirded out, but Carrie ignored it, feeling too spirited to overthink her surroundings.“Good morning, Chief,” Ava said when she got out of the elevator. “Good morning,” she greeted her and nodded.“You look amazing today,” the girl suddenly blurted out. “What’s your skincare routine?” That came out