Consider The Lilies (Broken Omegas #5)

At Breakfast

Stanley

A nger and lust war within me as I watch Stefan eat. He’s so sheltered and unbelievably pure. I was never allowed that kind of innocence as a child—but that’s what happens when you’re forced to survive on the streets. But it seems Stefan grew up in the woods. And whoever protected him did an excellent job, but it’s not exactly doing him any favors.

His question from last night replays in my mind: “Hard?” he asked, eyes as big as saucers. “What do you mean? What gets hard?”

He’s so pure, he hasn’t even touched himself. There’s so much I have to teach him. So much pleasure to help him experience. And I’ve never been so excited.

I know some would see me as evil to corrupt something so innocent, but I’m still an alpha, and he’s an omega. He was made to pleasure my kind, and I’m determined to enjoy him. I’ve gone through too much just to let him go. Plus, he’d probably be taken advantage of by someone else. Abused.

No. It’s better he learn about these things from me. And I’ll be gentle… if I can help it.

Stefan takes another small bite of steak, chewing very slowly. He’s doing good so far. He’s eaten almost half of his steak and most of the fruit. I know it’s hard to eat a lot when you’re used to being hungry, but it’s for his own good.

“What’s this?” Stefan holds up his fork. A tiny piece of orange fruit is speared on the end.

“Mango,” Lucy says as she refills his juice glass. “Do you like it?”

The omega pops it between his lips, then he chews. Slowly, his eyes float closed, and he smiles. “I love it,” he says with a happy little sigh.

I’m glad he’s enjoying the meal. It’s weird, but I feel a little protective over the boy. Deep down, I know it’s a simple biological response—the alpha in me wanting to protect a weak omega—but I can’t deny how nice it is to have something so fragile reliant on your strength and power.

“Good morning.” Yuki strolls into the room tits first. “I brought you something.” She sets a black bottle of lube on the table next to my coffee. It’s tiny. Barely enough for one fuck. Maybe two, if I want to risk hurting him.

“Really, Yuki?” I cut her a look, not pleased. “That’s all you have to spare?”

“Yes.” Yuki slides into her seat next to me. She cuts me a challenging smile before looking at Stefan across from her. “Omega,” she greets him in a tense tone.

Stefan quickly drops his gaze, clearly intimidated. I don’t blame him. Yuki is stunning, and the power that radiates off her is ten times any male.

“You look uncomfortable,” Yuki says to Stefan as Lucy sets her breakfast in front of her. She’s a creature of habit—just like me—eating the same damn thing every morning. For her, it’s Greek yogurt topped with granola and honey. I don’t get why she likes it so much. Too much sweet shit. She might as well eat candy for breakfast.

“I’m okay,” Stefan mumbles into his plate, but Yuki is right. He looks uncomfortable as he rubs his stomach with one hand, using the other to push a piece of steak around the plate with the tip of his knife.

“Tea,” Yuki says to Lucy, not bothering to look at the beta. Lucy bows her head and walks off. “I take it you’re not a morning person?” Yuki says to Stefan, but her eyes are on me.

“I don’t know,” Stefan mumbles again, his chin practically touching his chest. His blond curls hang in his eyes, shielding him from Yuki’s hard gaze.

The she-alpha smiles at his submissive display. “How did you sleep, alpha?” Her dark eyes lock with mine as she slips a hand over the collar of her blouse. She tugs the thin fabric ever so slightly, teasing me as she exposes the soft mounds of her perky tits. Fucking hell. “I’m sure it wasn’t easy sleeping next to your new…” her dark eyes slide to Stefan, but he refuses to look at her, “...friend.”

“Come.” I stand, and Stefan’s head snaps up. I can tell from the look on his face that he’s not sure if I’m talking to him or not. “Yuki,” I make myself clear. “I need a word.”

A slow-spreading smile slips across the she-alpha’s face as she stands. “Excuse us,” she says to Stefan. He doesn't say a word as he looks between me and Yuki with big frightened eyes.

“Lucy,” I say to the beta. She stands tall, eagerly waiting for her orders. “Watch Stefan.” Then I march out of the room.

Yuki’s heavy boots follow me into the corridor and to the door right across from the dining room. It’s a storage closet, filled with various cleaning supplies. We come here to fuck sometimes when we only have a few minutes between meetings.

I pause and glance back, making sure Stefan is where he’s supposed to be, then I open the door and pull Yuki inside.

The she-alpha is instantly all over me, her hands sliding under my shirt while I shut the door firmly behind us.

“You are such a brat,” I growl low in my chest, shoving her against the back of the door. I grip both sides of her blouse and rip. Buttons fly off, a few smacking my chest before falling to the cold wooden floor. They tap and roll everywhere.

“Impatient?” Yuki teases me, arching her back as I jerk her shirt down her slim arms.

“Shut the fuck up,” I snarl then force her to spin. She moans loudly, resting her cheek on the door. My hands slide down her hips at the same time hers slide up the door. I reach around her trim waist, undoing her belt. Her body jerks from my forceful movements. “Do you think it’s funny to bring me such a tiny goddamn bottle of lube?”

Yuki slowly turns her head, looking at me over her shoulder. “It’s half empty.” She smirks, and my anger spikes.

“I hope it was worth it.” I yank her pants down her long legs, quickly landing several swats to her bare ass. She yips then moans. “Is there a reason you’re being such an asshole, or are you looking to be hate-fucked?”

“What do you mean, alpha?” she asks with exaggerated innocence. “I only did as you asked. It’s not my fault I didn’t have much to spare.” She wiggles her ass at me, and I spank her once more. This smack lands with a sharp pop, making her hiss and my palm sting. The thought of the stunning handprints that will be on her ass has me so fucking hard, it hurts.

“You know exactly what I mean.” I grab her braid at the base of her neck, then yank, forcing her head back. “Are you jealous, Yuki?”

“No,” she snarls, all traces of playfulness gone. It’s rare to get under the she-alpha’s skin, but I love her visceral reaction when I do.

“Really?” I bring my lips right to her ear, pressing my hips against her raw ass. “Because you’re not being very hospitable to our new guest.”

“I brought you the fucking lube,” she growls the best she can with her head tipped so far back. “What more do you want from me?”

I jerk her hair again, making her grunt. “I think you’re scared.” I push my hips forward, letting her feel my thick cock through my slacks. I’m leaking precum everywhere, desperate for relief.

“I’m not scared of shit,” Yuki growls.

“Are you scared I’ll love his ass more than your pussy?” I ask in a mocking tone. I can feel her temper rising. It’s pouring off her, making her smoky amber scent sting my nostrils.

“Fuck off,” Yuki snarls, and I hold her hair tighter, not allowing her to move.

“Are you scared you won’t be my good little girl anymore?” I slip my hand around her trim waist and between her legs. I push between her delicate folds, feeling her arousal. I play with it, circling her swollen clit.

“Oh, god,” she moans, pushing her ass into my dick. “Lube,” she pants when I begin flicking her clit. “In my pants. In my pocket.”

“No,” I snarl into her ear, grinding my still-clothed dick against her ass. “You don’t have any lube to spare. Remember?”

Yuki’s breath hitches with excitement. My girl does love it rough.

“Don’t fucking move,” I warn her.

“Yes, alpha,” she says like the good girl she is.

Moving slowly, I release her hair then lean back. I admire the dark handprints on her ass as I undo the front of my slacks. My cock pops free, smacking her raw cheek. I grab the base, smacking the quickly forming welts a few times.

“Are you ready, sweet girl?” I reach around her body, plucking one nipple, then the other.

“Yes,” she purrs.

Unable to wait another second, I kick at one of her feet, forcing her legs as wide as they can go with her pants around her knees. I position my cock right at the tight opening of her pussy, then I rut forward. Yuki whimpers and moans as I force myself into her exceptionally tight body. While she doesn’t produce much arousal, I’m so fucking amped, I’m weeping enough precum to fuck her and Bear raw right now.

“Fuck, this ass is beautiful.” I squeeze her flesh as I pound into her.

“Jack,” she moans my name as she claws at the door She’s only allowed to call me by my first name when I’m fucking her. It’s a small concession. A bit of intimacy that others aren’t allowed.

It’s her reward for being such a good girl.

“I love this perfect little pussy,” I growl as I squeeze her big tits. “Are you going to let Stefan try it?”

Yuki looks at me over her shoulder, her eyes filled with wild pleasure. “Is that what you want, alpha?” She pushes back, meeting each one of my thrusts. “Do you want to watch me fuck your new toy?”

The thought of watching her ride Stefan’s omega cock sends me over the edge. Heat crawls up the back of my thighs, and my balls draw up. I come hard, pumping my pretty girl full of my release.

“Don’t stop!” Yuki screams as her own orgasm rips through her.

Her pussy begins to spasm around my cock, creating a pressure that’s so tight, it’s almost painful. I continue to thrust the best I can, milking both of us of every drop of pleasure.

Slowly, the rush fades, and I bow my head, resting my forehead between Yuki’s shoulder blades. “Fuck,” I pant, trying to catch my breath.

“Yup. Me too.” Yuki’s words are slurred. I love her like this after sex. It’s like she’s too sex-drunk to speak properly.

We stay like that for a while, me holding her against my chest as our heartbeats slowly return to normal.

“What are you going to do with the omega?” Yuki asks when I finally release her. “Are you going to lock him in your room while we work?”

“That’s not a bad idea.” I slowly lean back, letting my cock slip from her pussy. A rush of cum quickly follows. I catch what I can with my hand, not wanting to ruin her pants.

“If it were me,” she grabs a roll of paper towels, tearing me off a few, “I’d make Bear babysit.”

“I considered it,” I say as I clean the mess off my hands, “but I think he’d like that too much.” A frustrated sigh makes my chest rise and fall as I think over the whole damn situation. “I can’t fucking believe he did this.” I pull up my pants.

“Maybe it’s a mid-life crisis?” Yuki pulls up her pants, too.

“He’s thirty-four,” I remind her.

“So, an early mid-life crisis.” She buckles her belt, then adds, “Or maybe it’s just an itch, and he’ll be over it once he fucks the boy,” her voice lifts, obviously hopeful that’s the case. “Don’t your kind crave omega pussy at one point or another?”

I get what she’s saying, but that’s not entirely true. Not for all alphas.

“It’s more of a fantasy most alphas can’t shake,” I try to explain it to the she-alpha. “They really hammer home the whole biological imperative to claim and mate omegas when you’re in high school. They put a lot of pressure on male alphas when we’re kids, trying to convince us of what we’ll want when we’re older.” I think about my overly strict teachers and the ridiculous lessons in proper mate-care.

“That sounds horrible,” Yuki says flatly. “I’ve never been happier to attend an all-girls school for alphas.” She overlaps her shirt, trying to cover her tits the best she can. “They taught us to get the pleasure we need from betas.”

“Omegas were never my thing, despite what school tried to convince me.” I take Yuki’s chin between my thumb and forefinger. “I like dominating bitchy she-alphas with perky tits and smart mouths.”

Yuki smiles at that then leans in, kissing me hard. She tastes so damn good. Sweet and smoky at the same time.

“I gotta ask,” Yuki breaks the kiss, “are we really keeping him?” And I immediately notice the tense look in her eyes.

It’s clear she’s not happy with this situation, and Bear wants Stefans so badly, he was willing to throw his whole life away to claim him. No matter what I do, one of them will be pissed. It’s a shit spot to be in.

Fucking Bear.

Don’t get me wrong. I love the big bearded-alpha, but he’s wearing me thin right now. He’s not an impulsive guy, but he follows his heart. He’s so sweet and very romantic. He’s everything me and Yuki aren’t…but that still doesn’t excuse what he did.

“Jack?” Yuki says my name, pulling me from my thoughts.

“I’m not sure what I’m doing with Stefan,” I say honestly. “I guess it depends on how much he disrupts our lives.”

Yuki nods, seeming to agree, but I know her too well. She’s so fucking tense she looks like she could tear a wall down with her bare hands.

I can’t do this to her.

“Hey.” I cup she-alpha’s face, looking deep into her eyes, “Tell me you don’t want him and he’s gone.”

“What?” Yuki freezes, trying to process what I just said. “Are you serious?”

“I’m dead serious,” I say. While it’s true that I’d like to keep Stefan for now, I also don’t want to hurt my she-alpha in the process.

Yuki lets out a jerky laugh. “What about Bear?”

I let out a long breath, honestly not sure what to do about him. “I know he feels this incredible pull to Stefan, but all alphas go through that at one point or another. If you don’t want to keep the omega, I’ll help Bear through it.” I drop my voice to a whisper, “Tell me what you want me to do Yuki.”

She stares at me, her lips parted as if struggling to find the words. “You’d really get rid of him for me?”

I smile, caressing her cheeks with my thumbs—she’s such a stunning woman. “I would do anything for you and Bear. You are the only two people on earth who love and accept me, no matter how insufferable I am.”

The corner of Yuki’s lips twitch, fighting a smile.

“This situation with the omega isn’t easy. You obviously don’t want him, and Bear desperately wants to keep him.” I tuck a long strand of her hair behind her ear. “But if you want him gone, I’ll figure it out.”

Yuki smiles, and I release her pretty face, but her expression falls just as quickly. “Whatever.” She rolls her eyes. “I don’t care what you do with him.” She gives a half-hearted shrug, making it clear she’s done with this conversation—the she-alpha was never very good at sharing her feelings. She and I are a lot alike in that way. We’re both shit at expressing anything that might make us vulnerable.

“I can’t believe you didn’t fuck Stefan last night.” Yuki quickly changes the subject as she fixes her hair “I was hoping to hear all about it while you fucked me.” She’s being forcefully flirty, trying to hide the stiff emotions she’s really feeling.

I can only assume she’s feeling conflicted about Stefan. I can respect that. I leave it alone until she’s ready to talk.

“I think after a few days of proper meals and a good night's sleep, he’ll be ready to be claimed,” I say, hoping that’s true.

“A few days?” Yuki’s eyes go wide with surprise. “You really think you’ll last that long?” She snorts, not letting me answer. “Good luck with that.”

A bright laugh drifts through the door, and Yuki slowly opens it. We peek out into the dining room. Bear sits at the table eating his breakfast while Lucy talks to Stefan. The omega listens to her intently with the sweetest smile on his face.

“Looks like he’s taken a liking to Lucy,” Yuki says.

“That’s not surprising,” I say. “Everyone loves that beta. She’s sweet, obedient, and trustworthy.”

Yuki’s eyes go wide as if realizing something. “You know,” she pushes the door open, stepping into the hallway, “you could have Lucy watch Stefan. She’s been with us for a few years now. We know she’s discreet and trustworthy.”

I follow the she-alpha, thinking it over.

Lucy has proven herself to be a highly proficient employee. Over the years she’s become an important part of the household, especially to me and Yuki. She helps manage the staff, keeps track of our weekly menu, and handles the household budget in addition to managing all my meetings during the day. It’s a lot for someone as young as she is, but she’s proven herself time and time again.

Yuki crosses her arms to keep her shirt in place. “I know having a beta watch him isn’t as secure as an alpha, but if you decided to have Bear watch him, she could keep an eye out. Make sure he doesn’t touch the omega.”

I can’t help but love her idea. Happy to not have to worry about this shit any longer, I grab a handful of Yuki’s ass, pulling her to me. “This is why you’re my second-in-command.” I slap her ass.

Yuki smiles proudly. “Because I’m a brilliant alpha filled with amazing ideas?”

I shake my head, looking at her chest. “Because you have the best tits in the house.”

Yuki lets out a lively laugh, shaking her head as she heads up to her room to change.