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  Heat of an Omega

  Kaia Pierce

  Copyright © 2018 Kaia Pierce

  All Rights Reserved. This book may not be reproduced, in whole or part, without the express written consent of the author.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1: Liam

  Chapter 2: Caleb

  Chapter 3: Liam

  Chapter 4: Caleb

  Chapter 5: Liam

  Chapter 6: Caleb

  Chapter 7: Liam

  Chapter 8: Caleb

  Chapter 9: Liam

  Chapter 10: Caleb

  Chapter 11: Liam

  Chapter 12: Caleb

  Chapter 13: Liam

  Chapter 14: Caleb

  Chapter 15: Liam

  Chapter 16: Caleb

  Chapter 17: Liam

  Chapter 18: Caleb

  Chapter 19: Secret Light in the Dark

  Chapter 20: Caleb

  Chapter 21: Liam

  Chapter 22: Caleb

  Chapter 23: Liam

  Chapter 24: Caleb

  Chapter 25: Liam

  A few weeks later: Caleb

  About the Author

  Chapter 1: Liam

  Overnight shifts at the bakery were my favorite.

  They were my opportunity to get the whole kitchen to myself for once. When I worked alone, I liked to plug my phone into the speaker system to let my playlist serenade the entire empty building. It was eerie at times, but it was calming too. Listening to the music with the cold darkness pressing up against the window glass, dewy with my own breath, it felt like I was the only one awake for miles.

  Tonight, I was baking the bread.

  It was one of the very first tasks I’d learned when I first got my job here. I knew the steps well. The dough balls were already waiting for me in a cabinet, left there to rise by my coworkers in the previous shift.

  My job was to fire up the oven and turn those dough balls into the crusty, fragrant bread that made the Morning Glory Bakery and Café so popular.

  I went through the motions of prepping, spacing, and shelving trays of bread in varying levels of doneness, and soon I found my mind drifting away.

  It was a little nice. I’d had a lot of things on my mind lately, and I needed all the distractions I could get, no matter how short or fleeting.

  It all happened about a year ago.

  The female Black Paw packmembers had spontaneously gone into heat, the first time it had happened in years. It was strange, and some of the elders believed that the birth of the alpha’s twins had something to do with it. Maybe the same magic that had allowed Kaden’s mate, Joshua, to become pregnant with his babies had also touched our she-wolves, finally ending the fertility crisis.

  Whatever happened, it was obviously a miracle. With the sudden, new rush of babies, the past few months were the happiest my pack had ever been.

  They just had no idea that I was keeping a secret from them.

  My secret was that about a year ago, when Joshua gave birth to the twins and the females went into heat, I’d gone into heat as well.

  Being male, nobody had ever bothered explaining to me what the females went through every cycle. So when I felt the first stirring in the pit of my stomach, the first rush of burning, clenching heat in my crotch, and the first thrust of hunger, I got scared. My wolf’s instincts took over, and I ran into the mountains to hide. It wasn’t until I stumbled back into pack headquarters with flushed cheeks and an aching back that I learned what had really happened.

  I’d found the females congregated in the barn, chattering about what they’d felt when their bodies went into heat. They had no reason to pay attention to an omega like me, so they had no idea that I’d gone into heat beside them, that my life had silently changed forever, and had been silently changed since.

  But it wasn’t my packmembers that I was worried about.

  It was him.

  When I ran into the mountains, another shifter had caught my scent. He’d caught up to me, and somehow I’d opened up my rear end to him. I still had no idea what I was feeling, but my inner wolf knew. My first heat was changing me, getting me ready to be mounted and claimed, and Caleb happened to be the first male to sniff me out.

  I was confused. I’d never gone into heat before, and I’d never taken a man’s cock before. But after getting fucked for the first time, my body never stopped craving him. Luckily for me, Caleb had the stamina to match my hunger. We’d met regularly since that first time, but only to hook up.

  So I wasn’t exactly surprised when I heard a light knock on the bakery’s back door. It had been four nights since I last saw him, so I was even expecting him.

  A cold tingle shot down my back. A huge rush of heat passed over my skin, but I still shivered. Every one of my senses was trembling on edge as I stared across the kitchen at the exit. With my entire being, I knew who was standing on the other side.

  I rinsed the last of the flour off my arms. Then, I went to open the door. My heart lurched inside my chest, which happened every time I appeared before him.

  Caleb was tall and broad, built solid like a tower. He was also Kaden’s twin brother and technically an enemy of our pack. When I looked at his face, I saw my dark-haired alpha. The only difference was that my alpha, Kaden, would never look at me the way Caleb was looking at me, like I was a fat, juicy steak just begging to be devoured.

  Caleb grinned as I stared back at him from the doorway. “Hello, Liam.”

  It was the beginning of fall, but he was only wearing a tee shirt and jeans. He didn’t even shiver against the chill like I did.

  “H-hi,” I said breathlessly.

  His hands were already resting on his belt buckle. I had to catch my breath as my heart skipped a beat. Caleb didn’t like to be kept waiting, so I rushed down onto my knees right in front of him.

  The door swung shut behind me. Now, the only light came from a single exterior bulb mounted on the building, shining from several feet above our heads, so it wasn’t much.

  In the shadows, my senses were heightened. The crickets and frogs chirping in the distance sounded as loud and clear as bells, and Caleb’s dry, even breaths sounded even louder.

  “You know what to do,” Caleb said roughly.

  His fingers worked his belt open quickly, releasing his thick, swollen cock. I parted my lips, catching the salty tip of him in my mouth.

  I groaned as Caleb shoved his hips forward, filling my mouth with his length. His scent, which my wolf was beginning to associate with sex and domination and orgasms, invaded my senses, and my cock immediately pounded to life inside of my jeans.

  Caleb’s fingers dug into my hair. He groaned in approval as I worked my tongue and lips around his hardness. Precum leaked out of his tip and dribbled down my throat. I gagged against his hardness, against the taste of him. Meanwhile, my rigid cock throbbed painfully in my jeans as my body prepared itself for what was coming next.

  “That’s enough,” Caleb said. His fingers tightened on the sides of my head, dragging my mouth off of him. “Stand up and drop those jeans.”

  Quivering, I rose to my feet, turned my back to him, and unfastened my pants with trembling fingers. I had a dry, sandy taste in my mouth, but my asshole was tingling and dripping wet with anticipation. This was the only part of our meetings that I ever dreaded, because they were the last few seconds I had to think with any sort of focus.

  The moment I felt Caleb wrenching my ass cheeks apart, all traces of human thought evaporated from my mind. I planted my hands on the brick wall and threw my head back, and I submitted every part of myself to Caleb as he knelt behind me and tongued my tender entrance.

  “Mmm,” his voice vibrated from between my ass cheeks. I knew he was savoring the taste of my d
esire for him. “Did this little bitch miss his master?”

  My nipples tingled at the throaty rasp in his voice.

  “Yes!” I whispered, and it was so true. It had been days since the last time Caleb thrust his cock into me.

  The long, aching wait had driven me crazy.

  Caleb turned his mouth to my ass cheek. He nipped me with his teeth and gave me a little spank, making my back muscles seize. Then, I felt a deep shiver as he fastened his lips around my asshole, sucking the plush ring into his mouth. His tongue flicked against my opening, teasing me. Heat bloomed in my lower stomach. Slowly, I grabbed my cock with my right hand.

  Caleb pulled his mouth away and growled. “Get ready for me.” He said those words every time.

  I spread my feet apart and bent slightly at the waist, bracing myself against the wall. My ass was raised to Caleb as he grabbed my hips from behind. He stroked his cock up and down my crack, giving me one last moment to catch my breath.

  A moment later, he penetrated me.

  I cried out. His thickness never failed to shock me, but slowly I was learning to accept the first sting of pain whenever he entered me. Sometimes, I even craved it.

  Caleb’s cock slid inside me, aided by my own slickness. I tried to breathe normally as my asshole settled around the familiar grooves and curves of his hard tool. When he was finally able to bury his whole length inside, he began thrusting.

  I moaned. I just couldn’t help myself. My asshole had been wet all day, and I was finally getting what I wanted. I arched my back, leaning my weight into him as he impaled me with his cock, over and over. My own dick throbbed in my hand. I pulsed my fingers around my aching shaft, moving in time with Caleb’s rhythm.

  “I know you like that,” he whispered as he pumped into me. His hand slid up my spine to curl around the back of my neck. “Tell me how that feels.”

  “It feels good," I said, my teeth clenched. It felt so, so good.

  I closed my eyes, focusing my attention on the way Caleb was fucking me. My heart raced, partly from the pain and pleasure of Caleb’s cock plundering my asshole, and partly from the knowledge that what we were doing was very, very wrong.

  I was a member of the Black Paw pack. I had a duty to be loyal to my alpha. But I couldn’t deny that my body was loyal to a different alpha entirely.

  Caleb wrapped his thickly muscled arms around me, pinning my arms to my sides. He pulled me up until my back was touching his chest. His biceps bulged as his grip tightened around my body, clenching our torsos together.

  “Whose pussy is this?” he growled in my ear.

  I licked my parched lips. “It’s your pussy, sir.”

  Caleb stabbed his cock into my ass and groaned. “Mm, good boy.”

  Caleb hammered away into me for a few seconds and shuddered, squeezing me tight. “Do you want your alpha’s seed? Do you think you deserve it?”

  I twitched as a huge wave of pleasure rolled down my body. “Oh, God. Please. Yes, sir,” I gasped.

  I was tired of getting fucked to the edge, only to have Caleb pull out at the last second. I lost count of all the times he fucked me, but he never came inside once. I ached to feel him plunge his cock one last time, feel the heat of his thick milk filling me up and dripping out of me.

  After these long months of obedience, I was absolutely sure I deserved it.

  Caleb held me close. His breath quickened against my ear as he thrust into me. For a moment, I thought he was finally going to do it. I bit my lip and tightened my grip on my cock.

  “I don’t think so,” Caleb said with a grunt. “You don’t deserve this. Not yet. I’m just going to keep fucking you until…”

  I moaned as I felt the assault of Caleb stabbing his cock into me. Then, he abruptly pulled himself out, which hurt almost as much as it had going in.

  Caleb released a deep groan, and he rested his cock between my ass cheeks when he came. His warm seed spilled down my crack and leaked off of the sensitive skin of my balls.

  Behind me, Caleb shuddered as he squeezed out the last few drops of his cum. Meanwhile, I gave my own cock a few more desperate pumps until I eventually came, too. My climax was short and quick, just a single, cold wave that clenched every muscle in my body.

  My cum filled my hands. I had to wipe them off in the rocks so I could pull my jeans back up.

  “Go home and get cleaned up,” Caleb said as I turned around to face him.

  “Yes, sir.”

  Caleb held me in his gaze. His eyes were icy gray, like mirrors. I held my breath when I saw him raise his hand, but he only ended up grasping me gently by the chin.

  “What are you supposed to say?” he said, his eyes hooded and unblinking.

  My heart pounded like the wings of a thousand birds. His face drew closer. I was too petrified to break eye contact, so I let him consume me with those silver eyes of his.

  “Th-thank you, sir,” I stammered.

  Caleb blinked once. A corner of his lips rose in a smirk. “Good boy,” he whispered, and he put his mouth on mine.

  My eyes snapped shut. Caleb swept my lips up in his, and he pressed his tongue against my teeth, demanding entrance. I yielded, accepting the sudden sensation of his tongue in my mouth.

  There were butterflies in my stomach. I liked the way Caleb kissed me, and Caleb probably knew it. He liked to be rough when he mounted me, but his kisses were tender. It was one of the reasons why I’d gotten hooked on Caleb so quickly. A moment’s rough fuck was worth it if my reward was an orgasm and this kiss.

  Caleb had my lower lip between his teeth. He gave me a gentle nip, just sharp enough to make my toes curl. “Good boy. And are you going to be a good boy until I come back?” His fingers left my chin, and his hands formed a loose collar around my neck.

  “I promise to be a good boy, sir,” I whispered.

  Caleb squeezed my neck for just a second. My heart raced, and I felt excited all over again.

  “You better promise,” Caleb murmured softly.

  His gaze dropped to my mouth as he ran his thumb over my lower lip. My breath caught. I wondered if he was going to kiss me again.

  Instead of kissing me, Caleb simply pulled away. He flashed one last, crooked smirk before spinning around and loping away into the shadows. I listened to the sound of his fading footsteps. After all these months, I still had no idea where he ran off to after our little meetings.

  A couple minutes passed, and the silence resettled itself around me like a heavy mist. The moment I was certain that I was completely alone, I breathed for what felt like the first time all night.

  Chapter 2: Caleb

  My cock was still hard. It always was anytime I paid Liam a visit. It wasn’t because the sex was bad. The sex itself just wasn’t enough. I knew I’d never be satisfied until I could bury my cock deep inside, until the final, swollen knot formed. Knotting was heavenly, like an orgasm times ten. But knotting was for mates.

  And Liam wasn’t my mate.

  His scent was still on me even when I reached the edge of town. By then, the dawn was breaking, and I began to pass more and more cars on the road. I shoved my hands into my pockets, blending into the scenery. Nobody had any reason to look twice at me, a man with slightly overgrown hair and worn clothes, picking his way along the side of the highway. I appeared to belong, and that was as good as being invisible.

  It was two hours until I reached the Gaslamp Motor Inn. The distance would’ve taken me thirty minutes, tops, if I’d shifted into my wolf form. I needed every minute of that walk as a human, though. I needed to clear my head.

  By the time I got back to my room on the second floor of the motel, taking a hot shower was the only thing on my mind.

  I opened the door and walked into my room. I didn’t realize I’d stepped right on top of an envelope until I heard the crunch of paper under my shoe.

  It looked like it had been slipped under my door. I could already tell that it was from Kaden.

  I picked it up and threw it in t
he trash, just like I’d done with the last three letters my twin brother had sent me. I only allowed myself to open the first one and got as far as finishing the first sentence before I shredded it up into a pile of confetti. Dear Caleb, I know you must be angry, but let’s try to talk first—

  Talk? Yeah, right. And he knew I must be angry? What was that about? Kaden didn’t know me at all. Thirty-two birthdays passed by before we were even reunited. My birth parents, barely able to care for one baby let alone two, chose to keep Kaden simply because he was born first, abandoning me in the flatwoods of Florida. They probably expected me to die. Probably hoped it. Wolves did it all the time, and wolf shifters were no different.

  So yes, I was angry. He just didn’t know how angry I was. He’d stolen an entire life from him, so I was ready to return the favor, by fighting him for the right to his pack. We were more than brothers; we were twins. If he had an alpha inside of him, then I had one too.

  I’d spent most of my adult life tracking the twin brother whose life was deemed to be more important than mine. Then, after pinpointing his location to Riverrun, Washington, I spent years formulating a plan. I studied the locals, eventually picking out the perfect candidate to start my own pack. Fresh out of police academy, Joshua Camp was young and strong. When the opportunity presented itself, I gave him my bite. When he turned, I was his alpha, but fate had other plans.

  Out of all the locals in this town, I’d singled out the only one who was Kaden’s fated mate. There was no way I could compete for Joshua’s loyalty when his soul already belonged to my enemy.

  It’s not fair, I thought. My parents’ affection, the inheritance, and now Joshua, the omega I’d intended for myself…Once again, Kaden had taken everything from me.

  At least you have Liam. The thought came from the human part of my mind. But the wolf knew it wasn’t true. Liam wasn’t really mine. He was a Black Paw wolf.

  He was Kaden’s.

  Aggravated, I pointed myself toward the shower, stripped off my cold clothes, and got in. Just like always, the hot water felt like needles on my clammy skin before it finally began to soothe me. I could feel my body winding itself down, my tired muscles unraveling their tension.