Saving His Omega (The Green Mountain Pack #1)

Chapter Seven

Graham found Blake finishing up his work of the day in the woodworking shed. He caught the sigma’s attention and gestured with his chin for the guy to come out. Then he turned and led the way to a more secluded spot. This conversation needed to be had in private.

The sigma spoke before Graham had a chance to say one word. “They’ve found us.”

It wasn’t a question. His brother-by-mating was a clever man. The fact that he’d cared for Tripp all those months and while living among humans was testament to that. He was brave as well. Blake stood with his gaze fixed on the ground but there was no fear in his expression. Only resignation.

“They’re not here yet. A pack we have a trade treaty with called to let us know that your alpha’s gammas had stopped there looking for you and Tripp. No information was given by the alpha about us because he didn’t like the look of the four gammas. He didn’t know about you and Tripp, anyway. We have to assume, though, that they’ll find us in the next few days. We’re not exactly hidden away.”

Blake nodded once. “I understand.” He lifted his gaze briefly. “I’ve always been prepared for this. As long as Tripp is safe, that’s all I care about.”

“I won’t let them anywhere near my mate. You can count on that.” He hesitated before adding, “No one will stop you if you choose to leave before they arrive.”

“No.” Blake shook his head with a grimace before saying it again. “No. I’m tired of running. I only did it to save Tripp. Being here these last few days have made me realize just how much I need to live in a pack. The human world is not for me.”

“What will your sire do to you?” He had to ask even though he figured he knew the answer already.

Blake surprised him somewhat by shrugging.

“I’m not sure. Killing me would be his right, but he likes to frighten his shifters and cause them pain. It’s a sport his dominants enjoy, too. He might mete out a prolonged punishment that just makes me wish I were dead.”

Graham swore and looked away. “You don’t deserve that kind of fate. Tripp will be beside himself over your being taken back. It won’t be good for him.”

Blake grabbed Graham’s arm in a surprising move for an obedient servient. “Don’t let him dwell on it. Please . He needs to focus on whelping and building a new life with you and the pup. This has always been about him, not me.”

Graham put his arm around the sigma’s shoulder and pressed his thumb and forefinger along the back of his neck. “I will take care of Tripp and the pup, but you know your being taken away will upset him horribly. There’s nothing I can do to stop that. I can only do my best to soothe away the hurt.”

“That’s all I’m asking.” Blake relaxed under the gentle pressure of Grahams hold. “Well, there’s actually one more thing. If I may?”

“Of course. I’ll do whatever I can for you.”

“Please follow me.” Blake broke free and walked back to the shed. He led Graham over to something in the corner, covered in a tarp. When he pulled the cloth back, he exposed a cradle made of dark wood. “I’ve been working on this in my free time using leftover pieces.”

Crouching down, Graham ran his hand over the smooth edges and rocked the cradle. “It’s amazing you’ve done all of this in only a few days.”

“I still need to sand it finer, stain it and I want to stencil the sides. Tripp likes flowers, so I figured that would be a good decoration.”

Graham straightened. “He’ll love this. I love it. Thanks.”

“I want to leave something of me behind.” He gave Graham a watery smile. “Please don’t tell Tripp they’re coming for me.”

“I’ve already decided not to. It’s possible they won’t find you and my mate doesn’t need the extra time to worry, regardless.”

Blake nodded and re-covered the cradle.

The sound of the dinner bell reached them. They left the shed side-by-side, saying nothing more because there wasn’t anything to say. They both knew Blake had only a few more days before retribution caught up to him. Losing his brother was going to send Tripp into a frenzy of misery. The only thing Graham could do for his mate was to shower him with attention until the terrible time came, and hold him close when the inevitable happened.

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Tripp lay flat on the bed, his heart racing and his breath labored. He wondered if he would ever become used to the incredible pleasure his mate lavished on him. It was still hard to believe that a dominant would want to suck his cock and empty his balls. But the grin Graham shot him as he crawled up to lie beside him left no doubt. The man had enjoyed himself, too.

His mate turned to face him, wrapping his arm around Tripp’s belly. “Mmm, that was delicious.”

“You really do like doing that, don’t you?”

Graham nuzzled his neck. “Of course. It makes you happy and I enjoy seeing you get aroused and come. Having that effect on you makes me feel powerful.”

Tripp place his hand over his mate’s. “You don’t find it…demeaning?”

“Why should I?” He nipped at Tripp’s jaw. “That’s what you learned back in your old life. You were given a warped view of what it means to be mated. I know it’s hard but try to put it aside.”

Tripp turned so that his lips brushed his mate’s cheek. “I will. It’s easier than you think because I trust you.” He’d almost said what was truly in his heart now. I love you. The ache he’d been feeling almost since the beginning had now taken shape into a stark truth. It was frightening on some level, yet reassuring on a more important one. He wasn’t sure Graham would want to hear about such sentiment, so he kept it to himself.

Clasping Tripp’s chin, Graham held him in place to kiss him deeply. The beta moaned loudly into his mouth and the man’s hard length pressed against his side. With his arm trapped between them, it was impossible to grab hold of his mate’s cock. Tripp wanted to reciprocate. An idea popped into his head, a wicked one, but one his mate would surely like.

When his lips were free, he made his offer. “Can I suck your cock?”

Graham’s dick jumped against his skin even as the man otherwise froze. “You don’t have to do that. I have had plenty of my own fun these last few days. Ignore my erection and try to get some sleep.”

Tripp tried to turn on his side. “But I want to. Really! May I? Please?”

Graham chuckled. “Okay. If you really feel up to it… We’ll need to position you in a way that isn’t awkward given the pup mound.”

Sitting up, the beta stared at him for a while before starting to reposition him. All of the pillows were piled up behind him, and Graham helped him rise a bit in order to recline against them. The man’s dick bobbed in front of him, red and the head shiny with pearls of cum. Tripp licked his lips at the thought of tasting his mate.

Graham grunted. “The way you look at me makes it hard not to come right now.” He palmed his shaft. “This is difficult to control, more so now that I’ve sunk it inside you. I know it can hurt you but I promise to keep from doing so. You need to trust me to guide you through this.”

With his gaze transfixed on the hard dick, Tripp nodded. “I will. I do.” He forced himself to look his mate in the eye. “Please, Graham, show me how I can pleasure you.”

Graham ran his fingers over the bulging mound of pup. “She makes this awkward but I’ll be mindful of her, too.”

With that promise made, the beta slowly straddled Tripp’s chest. The heat of the man hit his face in a wave and his musky scent caused Tripp’s nostrils to flare. He closed his eyes to savor the smell, but when the blunt head of his mate’s dick brushed against his lips, he opened them again. He wanted to see as much of what he was about to do as possible.

Graham held his cock downward with one hand and clasped the back of Tripp’s head with the other. As he pressed forward to breach Tripp’s mouth, he gently pushed his head to bridge the gap. Tripp opened wide to take the broad head in, but his mate didn’t allow him to do anything more than welcome the very tip. The satiny smooth skin slid easily past his lips and a burst of salty bitterness hit his tongue. Surprisingly, he found he liked the taste and was eager for more. He tried to take the dick in deeper. His mate held him in place, however, forcing him to be content with suckling on only this tiny amount. He compensated by licking the slit.

Graham groaned long and low, his eyes narrow and his chest heaving. “Gods, what you do to me. I’m going to let you try to take a little bit more. Open wide, baby.”

Tripp unhinged his jaw as much as he could, the corners of his lips strung tight. The rest of the beta’s wide cockhead filled his mouth, sitting heavily on his tongue. He swished it around and was rewarded with more cum dribbling out. He swallowed, his teeth grazing the part of the shaft lying behind them. His mate hissed and Tripp immediately jerked his mouth wider and tried to pull back in order to not hurt his mate again. Except Graham wouldn’t let him, holding him firmly in place with his hand.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. A little bit of pain can enhance the pleasure.” His voice was strained and he breathed heavily, almost painfully. “Fold your lips over your teeth.” He tipped his head back, the corded muscle of his neck jutting out as if he were straining. When he trained his gaze back on Tripp, he grinned. “You test my restraint as no one ever has. I’m going to fuck your face now—slowly. I won’t go so far as to choke you, but you should inhale as I pull back. Understand?”

Tripp nodded, eager to do his part, and determined to bring his mate pleasure.

Graham pushed forward, sliding his dick farther into Tripp’s mouth. It barely reached the back of his throat before his mate retreated, not entirely, only to the front of Tripp’s tongue. He remember to breathe in through his nose and swallowed as more cum slid down. This time, he kept his teeth under wraps. He even managed to suck and tickle the underside of the shaft with his tongue as Graham once more pushed his cock in deeper.

The slow thrusting continued for a short while longer, then picked up speed. Each time Graham pushed his cock forward, he sent it a little deeper than he had before. Tripp worked to keep up, sucking and breathing in rhythm to the push and pull of the dick. He worked his tongue along the shaft, reveling in its heat and hardness. Although it was becoming harder and harder, he forced his eyelids to remain open. He wanted to see his mate’s reaction. Sweat had broken out on the beta’s face and chest, his skin glowing in the soft light of the one lamp that remained lit. He’d always preferred sex in the dark so that he didn’t have to look at any of the bad things happening to him. Now he loved having the ability to see his mate and the pleasure they were sharing.

Stuttering breath passed Graham’s open lips. He slammed his eyes shut and hunched over Tripp. The beta’s cock swelled and copious amounts of cum spurted out, coating his tongue, sliding down his throat. Tripp gagged a little as he furious swallowed down every drop. He could no longer keep his eyes open. He pushed his face farther onto Graham’s dick until he gagged hard enough from the effort to make his eyes water. Still, he kept working the spasming cock until nothing more came out of it.

His mate pulled himself free of Tripp’s greedy grasp. He sucked hard to keep it inside him and was rewarded with one last eruption of cum. When his mouth was empty, he relaxed against the cradle of Graham’s hand and licked his lips. It was hard to tell which of them was breathing the hardest. He felt sated and realized that his hole was slick and his balls tingled as if newly spent. With his mate’s thick thighs hemming him in, there was nothing to do except lie there and enjoy the aftermath.

When Graham levered off him, Tripp immediately missed the contact, but he was too tired to voice any complaint. And oddly, he knew that he could object. His life was different now. His mate had given him a kind freedom even as he controlled every aspect of a life that he hadn’t dared hope for. He was completely at ease with not even a smidgen of fear as his mate repositioned him flatter. There was no need to keep watch afraid of something painful coming his way. He’d made himself as vulnerable as anyone could be with another and Graham had treated that trust with care and respect. It was as if a band that had squeezed around his middle, making every breath a misery, had snapped. He’d found peace and hopefully happiness at last.

He roused from his sleepy state and opened his eyes when he noticed that his mate was washing his groin and ass. “What are you doing?”

Graham grinned. “You came again. Did you notice?”

Tripp’s cheeks heated. “Um, no. I was too busy to notice, I guess.”

His mate’s grin widened. “And you did an excellent job, I might add.” He tossed the cloth aside and climbed in to cradle Tripp in his arms as much as his belly would allow.

“Did I? Did I, really?”

Graham kissed his temple. “Couldn’t you tell, baby? I practically drowned you in my cum. It was all I could do to bite back a bellow that would have filled the longhouse.” At that moment, the beta’s wolf howled with obvious glee and pride.

Tripp’s wolf answered, his yips more joyful than they’d ever been before. He turned his face to plant it in the crook of his mate’s neck. “We’re so happy!” Maybe it was the tiredness creeping over him but he went for broke. “Is it okay that I love you?”

Graham went absolutely still for a second or two. Then he hugged Tripp closer and rained kisses down on his head. “Of course it is, baby. I…I love you, too.”

Tripp’s heart skipped a beat. “You do?”

“Yes. Why do you sound so surprised.”

“I guess…I guess I’ve always figured dominants didn’t hold such sentiment. That it was up to servients to love and obey for the good of the mating and the pack. I always tried to do both, but never managed to feel love as I should have.”

Graham squeezed him briefly. “You mean you never felt that way with your first mate.”

“No.” It was a relief to admit it, although the real truth was harder to confess. “I hated him.” He cringed for a second, expecting an admonishment for his unnatural feelings toward Victor.

He should have known better. Graham was different in every way.

The beta ran his hand in soothing circles over the pup. “Of course you did. With what you and Blake have told me, it’s only natural you hated him. There’s nothing for you to feel guilty about. You’re entitled to your emotions and while it is a grievous transgression for one pack member to kill another outside of the alpha’s rules, no one here blames Blake for doing so.”

The residual pleasure of what he’d shared with his mate fled with those words. Tripp couldn’t help the sense of dread that reared up inside him. Words threatened to burst out. He tamped them down. There were things he couldn’t say, not even to this beta who’d shown him nothing but kindness.

Tripp pressed himself as close as he could to his mate. “Hold me, please, while I sleep.”

“Always, baby. I’m here for you. Close your eyes and know you are safe with me.”

Tripp did as told, burying his fear down deep.