The Omega's Mate: (10 page)

The look of hurt and confusion on her face almost broke his heart.  He wanted to take her in his arms, and tell her how much he loved her, but he didn’t trust himself.  She still smelt of the male wolf, and his beast refused to accept her logical explanation of how it got there.  The scent of another male was the scent of another male. 
Plain and simple.

“Look Cain…”

“I want you to stop being the Omega.  I don’t want you to touch other males ever.  I forbid it!”

Her wolf, who up until then had been whimpering, suddenly perked up.  He forbade her to be an Omega?  She was born an Omega;
he might as well forbid her from having light brown hair!

Carly looked at him in disbelief.  “You forbid it?  How dare you!  This is who I am, and I thought you could accept that.”

Cain bared his fangs.  He felt a prickle as the Alpha took a step closer to him.  “I can accept anything other than you touching other males!  You can’t be an Omega and my mate!”

His statement left her cold.  It was the same thing her father had said to her mother, over and over. 
Right before he hurt her…

Carly could never stop being who she was, just like her mother never could either.  But she didn’t have to be with Cain.

Her bottom lip trembled as her eyes flooded with tears.  “Then I guess I’m not your mate.”

Carly turned and bolted for the door.  Cain moved to follow but was hindered by the Alpha, the she-wolf Kim, a black bear, a red wolf, and two other male wolves throwing themselves at him. 
All hell broke loose.

Chapter Eleven

22
nd
January

“Do you know how long the Alpha yelled at me down the phone last night?  Thirty fucking minutes!  I had to listen to him going on and on at me, and I had to sit there and say, ‘yes Alpha,' ‘I’m sorry Alpha,' ‘it won’t happen again, Alpha.’  It was fucking embarrassing!”

Hans was letting Cain know just how pissed he was.

Last night at the bar, after a lengthy struggle, Cain was finally subdued and escorted to the Sheriff’s station to cool off in one of the cells overnight.  A little while ago, the stony-faced Sheriff released him and advised him to get out of town. 
Meaning he wanted the bear out of town, or else.

He’d gone back to his room, pointedly ignored the coyote girl manning the front desk, and stood under a cold shower for an hour, trying to cool his raging beast.  He hadn’t got much rest in his cell, so he tried to take a nap, but he couldn’t relax.  His bed sheets hadn’t been changed; Carly’s sweet fragrance, and the smell of their sex was all over them.  He wrapped himself in the sheets, taking pleasure in their combined scents.  His bear howled for their mate.

How could he have been so stupid?

Dejectedly, he got dressed and walked over to Pizza Moon, hoping for some help from Melanie.  He was even willing to put up with Hans’ hissy fit if it meant getting Carly back.

Hans, after yelling for ten minutes, finally stopped for breath and Melanie jumped in.  “I haven’t spoken to Carly; she wasn’t answering her phone last night.  I’ll try her again.”

Melanie pulled out her cell phone but started when she heard a scream.  “Was that Rosalee?”

The three of them rushed outside; Cain roared as he scented his mate’s blood.  A small crowd was gathering at the side of the road; they jumped back when they saw Cain striding toward them.

His heart stilled to see his tiny mate lying in the road.  Fuck she was hurt!  His beast growled savagely. 
Who did this to his mate?!

Cain knelt by her side and carefully ran his hands over her body, checking for breaks.  Rosalee sat back on her haunches, not wanting to get in his way.

The Sheriff jogged over to them, followed by two Deputies.  “What happened?”

Rosalee was shaking, but she forced herself to be clear.  “It was a white Mustang; it came out of nowhere.  Carly was crossing the road, and I screamed.  She… she jumped back, but she fell, I think she hit her head.”

Carly stirred and whimpered.  “Cain…”

His heart lurched.  “I’m here beautiful.”

Her eyes fluttered open, and she started to sit up, amidst cries of numerous people telling her to take it easy.  As he supported her, Cain gingerly felt her head; pulling his hand away, he saw there was blood and almost sobbed.

“We need to get you to the hospital.”

Carly looked at him groggily.  “No… I’ll be…”

Cain ignored her and looked at the Sheriff pleadingly.  Alec nodded his understanding; he sent a Deputy to fetch a patrol car.

Alec insisted on driving, and Rosalee insisted on coming too.  Cain carefully bundled Carly into the back seat and got in next to her, holding her tightly as they sped to the hospital in Darlington.

*

“It’s not your fault,” Carly whispered.

Cain wished he could believe that.
  He couldn’t help but feel if he had just acted rationally last night, if he hadn’t blown his top, today he would have been with Carly, and she would never have been anywhere near that car.

When they got to the hospital, the nurses tried to whisk Carly away from him, but he roared, bellowed and generally intimidated everyone who got in his way.  The hospital staff, with a little calming from Rosalee and Alec, allowed Cain to stay with her.  He refused to leave her side.  He refused to allow the nurse to help Carly get undressed, and did it himself; it had been an internal struggle not to get turned on by the sight of her naked body.  But he told himself to concentrate, she was injured,
the last thing she needed was him trying to hump her.

Right now, a very scared looking rabbit shifter doctor was trying to examine Carly, under the watchful and downright terrifying eyes of Cain.  His beast was tense, ready to attack, whilst Cain was constantly growling . 
He sounded like a damn motorboat.

Carly, although groggy, had taken his hand and was trying to reassure him.  She could feel his guilt and wanted to soothe him.  She doubted there was anything she could do about his ferocious anger; that was there to stay for a while.

The doctor looked at Carly, trying his best to ignore the bear.  “You just have superficial bruises, thanks to your shifter genes, they’ve already started healing.  You’ll probably be a little achy for a few days.  The cut on your head will heal soon, but you have a concussion, so you might experience headaches, dizziness, nausea and vomiting.  If any of these symptoms persist past the next couple of days, come back and see me.”

“Thank you.”  Carly tried to smile and thought better of it.

“Do you have someone who can stay with you?”

“Yes!” snarled Cain. 

The rabbit jumped and ran out the room as quick as he could.

Carly tried to chuckle.  “He wasn’t offering you know.”

Cain huffed.  “You don’t know that.  What kind of man chooses to earn a living feeling up young women?”

Carly inwardly smiled.  “The kind who likes earning a lot of money, and driving BMWs.  Come on, I want to go home.”

She tried to sit up, and Cain assisted her.  He carefully dressed her, delighting in running his hands up and down her body.  His bear had been prowling, but seeing that she was okay, he started to calm.  A little.

The nurse came in with discharge papers, and when they were ready to go Cain scooped Carly into his arms, princess style. 

“I’m sure I can walk…”

Cain shook his head fiercely.  “No, I’m taking care of you and that’s that.”

Cain strode through the hospital, clutching his small mate.  On seeing his size and the ‘don’t fuck with me’ expression on his face, people automatically jumped out of his way.

Carly rubbed her fingers over his neck.  He sighed at the electric feel of her touch.

“Did they find the car?” she asked.

Cain’s face tightened.  “Yes, abandoned outside of town.  It was stolen from Darlington.  They think it was kids.”

“Hmm, didn’t feel like kids.”

His jaw tightened.  “Why do you say that?”

“It was just a feeling I got before the car came at me; I got a strong sense of anger.  But I don’t know… it happened too fast.  I don’t really remember much.”

Carly snuggled into him, trying to dispel his worry.  She was fine. 
Or at least she would be
.  And hopefully Cain had gotten over their argument last night.

In the waiting room, Cain found numerous other pack members had arrived at the hospital too, including the Alpha, Hans, Melanie, Don, Kayleigh and the older wolf whose scent had been all over Carly the previous night.

His bear roared, but Cain held still.

The older male took Carly’s hand and squeezed.  “How are you feeling?”

Carly smiled wanly.  “I’m okay, thank you Isaiah.”

Isaiah looked up to Cain.  “Take care of her, losing your true mate… I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.”

Cain nodded.  No way was he planning on losing her now. 
She was his forever.

Chapter Twelv
e

23
rd
January

Carly woke to find herself trapped in a very warm, very tight cocoon.  It took a few seconds to realize just exactly what was going on.

She was cuddled into the very solid, very warm body of her mate.  After leaving the hospital, Alec drove her home and Cain stayed with her.  He’d refused to leave her even to get his own clothes from the Bed and Breakfast, and whenever someone came to visit, he stared them down until they gave in and left.  She was a little relieved at that; she already had a giant bear fussing and fretting over her,
she couldn’t take any more attention.

She was achy, and her head hurt like hell, all she wanted was to relax.  Cain fed her, read to her and then gave her a bath. 
He particularly enjoyed the last part.
  Finally, when it was bedtime, he put her in pajamas and laid her down before curling his big body around her.

Carly groaned as she realized he dressed her in her cutest pajamas.  They were pink flannel with little lambs all over.  She usually wore them when she needed cheering up.  God, he must have almost had a laughing fit when he saw them. 
A wolf wearing lamb pjs!

Cain was snoring lightly, and rather than wake him, she relaxed against him.  Her head felt a lot better, and the nausea had completely disappeared.  Although, reluctantly she did admit her limbs still felt a bit bruised, perhaps if she were a fitter, more active wolf she would recover more quickly.

Carly curled her fingers into his light brown chest hair.  She suddenly became aware of something very hot, and very large poking her thigh. 
Of course!  He was naked and… apparently quite excited.

Her body heated.  It had been two days since she’d been with her mate.  Her wolf yipped encouragingly.  It had been far too long.  She reached down and snaked her small hand around his massive erection. 
As far as she could. 
She started stroking him, enjoying the feel of him growing harder and hotter. 

Cain groaned gutturally, his beast growled in lusty pleasure and he was awake.  Carly gasped as he pulled her under him, pinning her arms and pressing his lips to hers.  Her back arched, pushing her breasts against him.

He pulled back panting, looking down on his mate with hooded eyes.  He took in her heaving chest, flushed cheeks, absurdly cute pajamas, quivering lips, lingering bruises to the side of her head…
fuck!

He leapt away from her as if scalded; he stood by the side of the bed naked, and pouting. 

“What’s wrong?” she asked in puzzlement.

“I’m glad you’re feeling better beautiful, but you’re not well enough for that.  And we’re not doing that until I’m sure you are well.”

Carly giggled as his manhood stretched toward her.  “Tell that to little Cain.”

“Little?!”  His beast roared in protest.

“Fine, not so little Cain.”

Carly tried to sit up and winced ever so slightly. 
Something that didn’t go unnoticed by her mate.

Cain rushed over to the bed and gently propped her up against the headboard.  “See!  Until I’m sure you’re okay, we’re not doing that.” 

Carly reached her fingers over to his sex, and he batted her away, giving her a disapproving glare.

Disappointment flashed through her.  “It’s not necessary, if we take things slow…”

“No, I won’t risk it.  When you’re better, then we can be together.”  It was killing him trying to restrain his beast, but he was going to do this right.

Carly gave him an impish smile.  “Do you really think you can last that long?”

Cain smirked and placed a kiss on her temple.  “I may have to walk around with a bag of frozen peas down my pants, but yeah, I think I can.”

“Mmm sexy,” she purred.

Cain let out a bark of laughter.  He traced the lambs on her pajamas.  “Not half as sexy as you look right now.”

“Yeah right.”  Carly looked at him searchingly.  “Does this mean we’re back together?  Does this mean you can live with me being an Omega?”

“Yes,” he answered quickly, his bear howled in agreement.  “It might not be easy for me… but I can’t live without you.”

She exhaled deeply.  “Thank god.  I don’t know what I would have done if…” she trailed off.

“I’m not going anywhere beautiful.  Now, you just relax, and let me take care of you.”

*

As the day progressed, Carly became increasingly frustrated.  Alright, so she had been glad of this treatment yesterday, but things were different now.  All she had was a few twinges, she was fine really.  Cain was overreacting.

He made her stay in bed all day; she tried getting up numerous times, but soon learned it wasn’t worth the argument.  He brought the TV up to her bedroom and insisted she just sit still and watch it all day. 
She soon learned how much she hated daytime TV.
  He turned away all pack members who came to visit, bar for Melanie and Kayleigh.

He allowed them to stay while he collected his belongings from the Bed and Breakfast.  The two women joined Carly in bed and ate the chocolates they brought with them whilst shouting at a chat show.  When Cain returned he, as delicately as he could manage, asked them to leave.  This meant he ordered them to get out, threatening to throw them over his shoulder if they didn’t go willingly. 
That earned him an outraged phone call from Hans.

Cain adeptly avoided all of Carly’s attempts to kiss him.  His bear almost hated him for it.  But he managed to dodge her tiny wandering hands, and evade all of her seduction attempts.  By the time it came to bedtime, it had been a long day. 
A long, hard day.

Carly decided she wanted another bath; Cain offered to help her again, but she declined.  After some mild pressure from Cain, she finally agreed to keep the bathroom door ajar, so he could hear what was happening.

When she came out the bathroom, it was to find her mate sprawled over about eighty percent of the bed; she really needed a bigger bed.  He was resting on his elbows and wearing only a pair of boxers.  Acres of gorgeous, toned flesh were on display.

Nonchalantly she leaned against the doorframe, delighting in the sight of his eyes dilating and his boxers rapidly filling up.  She didn’t really own sexy nightwear, but during hot summers, she always wore as little as possible to bed.  She’d dug out a shorts and bra top combo, which was baby blue with bumble bees.  If her mate’s reaction was anything to go by, it was doing the trick.  She stretched her arms over her head and sidled over to the bed.

Cain watched her avidly, willing his arousal to go down.  Damnit, he’d seen her naked before; he could handle what she was wearing now. 
That tiny little top that strained to contain her luscious breasts, and those incredibly short shorts that barely covered her…
  His bear yowled in frustration.

“Here.”  Carly passed him a bottle of body oil.

“Uhhhh?”  Had he missed something? 
Had he blacked out due to the force of his desire?

“I am feeling a little achy, so I was hoping you could give me a massage.”

“Ummmm…” 

“Please, it would help me sleep.”

That sounded dangerous, but there was no way he could resist the sweet look on her face.  “Yeah, sure.”

Cain scooted over as Carly threw a towel over the middle of the bed, before shimmying out of her nightwear.  “Wouldn’t want to get them oily would we?”

“Ummmm…”

She lay face down on the towel and rested her head on her folded arms.  She jiggled her ass.  “Any time bear.”

Cain felt like he was practically drooling.  Fumbling, he unscrewed the bottle and covered his hands in the sweet smelling liquid.  Gingerly he straddled her body, making sure he didn’t rest too much weight on her. 

Tentatively, he began rubbing her shoulders.  She moaned happily and arched her ass, thrusting it against his sex.  He groaned as quietly as he could manage, but he could swear she was forcing herself not to giggle.

Cain smoothed his hands over her soft skin, enjoying the contact, and enjoying touching her so intimately.  Slowly he worked his way down her body, trying to contain himself as she emitted little moans.  He was pleased to see her bruises had almost completely faded. 

Carly sighed contentedly as his hands glided over her skin.  Her arousal simmered.  She felt his hand caress her buttocks, and she heard his breathing deepen as his fingers slid between them, moving down, and pushing into her wet folds.

Cain mentally slapped himself, but he couldn’t stop.  He twirled his fingers inside her channel and delighted as she let out a lusty growl.  The honey dripped from her; she was ready for him.  His manhood strained against his boxers.  He desperately wanted to be inside her, to take her over and over until she cried his name.

“Fuck beautiful, I don’t think I can hold back…”

Carly bit her lip and pushed her hips against his talented fingers.  “Then don’t.”

Cain hesitated for half a second before pulling his fingers away.  She mewled at the loss but soon smiled.  Nimbly he stripped out of his boxers; Carly almost licked her lips at the tantalizing sight of his hard-as-steel member. 

She tried to get up, but gently he pushed her back down onto her stomach.  He grabbed a couple of pillows, and lifting her hips placed them under her.  She giggled; it was an odd sensation of having her butt sticking up in the air.

Carly twisted her head and watched as he squirted some oil into his hand, his black eyes watched her hungrily as he spread the oil over his engorged cock. 

Her wolf danced around in nervous excitement. 
He just looked so huge!
  She marveled that he had ever fit inside her.

“You want this beautiful?”

“Yes, yes I need you,” she breathed.

Cain let out a throaty growl as he climbed over her small, prone body.  His bear was going wild with lust at seeing her so ready, so helpless, and waiting for him.

She jerked in surprise as he swiped his tongue over her wet slit.  Slowly he kissed his way up her back, until he reached her mouth and tenderly kissed her.  He pushed his tongue into her mouth, as the thick head of his manhood bumped against her entrance.

His whole body covered hers; he propped himself up over her, caging her in.  Riding low over her back, he pushed inside her, not stopping until he was fully sheathed.

Carly whimpered as her wolf practically purred.  He was almost painfully big, even bigger like this.

Cain held still inside her, as his own beast roared in contentment.  She was so damn tight, just being inside almost made him come.  He fought to control his lust as her walls clung to him.

Carly tried to wriggle around impaled on his thick length.  “Move… please.”

He growled before he pulled out, and unhurriedly plunged into her.  He took her with slow, long thrusts, dragging in and out, rubbing against every nerve ending, and reaching areas no other man had.

The feel of his huge body covering her, his dusting of chest hair tickling her back, and the sounds of his hearty groans were all conspiring to arouse her.  She closed her eyes and relaxed into the slow kindling of her orgasm.  It was gradually working up to be a magnificent release. 

Cain could feel his own pleasure gaining ground.  He wanted to last, and make her orgasm over and over, but he couldn’t.  The sight of her supple body beneath, the thought of spilling his seed within her was too much.  His bear roared as his fangs and claws dropped. 

He began driving inside her more powerfully; forcing small squeaks from her each time he took her to the hilt.  A lustful fire blazed within, spurring her on.  Carly’s claws sprang forth and letting out her own roar she dug them into the bed, whilst pushing her hips against him. 

Cain watched in exaltation as she threw her little body against him.  His eye caught her creamy neck, and his bear yowled at him to bite her, to mark her, and bond her to them. 
He almost did.
  He felt himself bending to her neck when he stopped himself.  No, he couldn’t do it without her permission.

He shook his head as his bear grumbled at him.  Instead, he focused on pleasuring his mate.  He reached a hand under her body and pinched her clit.  Carly squealed in delight, and thrusting her ass flush against him, her release erupted through her body.  She poured her lust and happiness into him.  Seconds later he followed.

Her wolf yapped furiously as his bear bellowed.  His exploded in her body, as she throbbed and pulsated around him.  Cain panted, trying to regain his strength.  He was careful not to crush her, but he could barely move.  Every time with her was unbelievable.

After what felt like an age, he slipped away and rolled over next to her.  Carly still lay over the pillows; her gorgeous ass propped in the air.  He chuckled throatily.

With her eyes still closed, she smiled beatifically.  “It’s actually quite comfortable lying like this.”

Cain smoothed a hand over one of her cheeks.  “The view’s good too.  I didn’t hurt you did I?”

Carly’s eyes fluttered open, excitedly he saw they were still the green amber of her wolf.  “Not at all.” 
Not that she’d admit it if he did, no way would she risk not doing that
again
.  “But maybe we should do it again… you know, just to check I am fully healed.”