Ronin came back to his side and led him and Jax to the truck and opened the door for them to get in, although he had to lift Jax into the seat.
He shut the door and got into the passenger side, while Maddox jumped into the driver’s seat. Sophie, Cybil, Marco, and Shawn were all riding in the van since the four of them didn’t want to be separated.
Chapter Twelve
Ronin
Ronin couldn’t stop glancing back at Oliver as they drove. The journey back was twice as long as on the way there because they had to stop for food and bathroom breaks more often.
They got to Chesterfield and it was decided that everyone would stay one night there, and then head to Wildwood the next morning. They stayed at the guys’ house, with the omegas choosing to stay together in one room. Since Maddox had the biggest room, he was the lucky one kicked out.
When everyone was done eating and starting to settle in for the night, Ronin looked around for Oliver, but he couldn’t seem to find him.
When he spotted Zander, he walked over to him. “See Ollie anywhere?”
Zander looked around the living room and shook his head. “Maybe he stepped outside.” Zander looked down at his phone when it pinged.
“Texting Robbie?” Ronin teased.
Zander looked up with a smile on his face. “Perhaps you’re not the only one that’s found his mate.” He winked at Ronin as he snorted.
“Please. If he was, you wouldn’t be here with us,” Ronin pointed out.
“Well, I may not have found Mr. Right, but not all of us are so lucky,” Zander said with a slight hint of sadness.
“I’m sure you will, brother,” he said to his friend, all the while looking around for his mate.
“Go find your mate. Your mind is clearly not here with me.” With that, Zander pushed him toward the back door.
Ronin let his wolf come to the surface and followed his lead, which brought him to his mate out in the garden. Ollie was standing silently staring at the forest that spread out from the back of the house.
Ronin came up behind Ollie and wrapped his arms around his waist. “What are you doing?”
Oliver leaned into him and sighed. “It’s stupid, really.”
“I promise you, nothing you ever say to me will be stupid,” Ro said as he bent his head forward to kiss the top of Ollie’s head.
“I was just trying to see if I could shift,” Ollie sighed, “but I don’t know how I did it the first time. I’m not sure how to do it again.” Ollie sighed more deeply, and his shoulders slumped.
“I think I may be able to help with that,” Ronin said, then stepped back from his mate. Ollie turned around and looked into his eyes with a hopeful expression.
“First things first. You need to feel him. When your wolf is close to the surface, you can literally feel him.” Ronin could already feel his wolf scratching at the surface, excited to meet his mate..
Ollie snickered. “That sounds like a lot of crazy nonsense.”
“Oh yeah?” Ronin raised a brow. “Just feel it. You’re thinking way too hard. How about we both go on a run together, and I’ll show you.”
Ollie scrunched up his nose. “Fine. I’m telling you though, it won’t work.”
“Let me ask you this. The first time you shifted, what were you doing? Were you thinking about it?”
Ollie shook his head. “No, I wasn’t thinking about anything at all. I’ve only shifted once and didn’t even know I could.”
Ronin chuckled. “See... that’s what I mean. Don’t think about it. Just see it and let him out.”
Oliver nodded. “Okay, yeah, I think I can do that. Let’s go.” Ollie giggled and headed on two legs into the forest. “Catch me if you can.”
He took off running ahead of Ronin, who couldn’t help smiling and going after him, but Ro kept a short distance behind, waiting to get closer until he saw if his mate’s shift would come through. He didn’t have to wait long before the air around his omega began to shimmer, and then Oliver stopped running and just stood there.
He took in his mate’s smaller wolf, the sight of which brought out a fierce protective instinct, and Ro admired Ollie’s fur that had the same coloring as his hair—a gorgeous caramel brown.
When he saw that Ollie was going to be fine, he let his wolf out and slowly made his way over to him. The little wolf seemed to study Ronin for a moment, and he knew what his mate saw. Ro had darker cream-colored fur with streaks of light brown, and he was also almost three times the size of his mate, but this didn’t seem to daunt the omega since Ro smelled no fear coming from him. Instead, he came bounding over to rub under Roman’s neck and lick and nip at his muzzle before taking off with Ro right behind him.
They ran together for a while, and it was amazing, just romping through the woods and playing. When they came to a clearing, Ro slowed and walked across with Ollie close to his side. They found a small stream on the far edge of the space and drank deeply before lying down to rest in the soft grass. Although he let his little mate drift off, Ro stayed awake, lost in watching the wolf the goddess had blessed him with.
He was standing here in wolf form with his mate. He could never have imagined it, and even if he had, Ro knew he would never have done it justice. The next instant, when Ollie woke and looked over at Ronin, he couldn’t help laughing, even though it came out more like a huff. Fuck, he was happy. He laughed even harder when Oliver stood up and ran into him, knocking him down again.
Ronin huffed again and then flipped Oliver over so that he was on top of him. As their eyes locked, he couldn’t help it, he nuzzled his mate. That was when Ro decided it was time to shift back.
Ollie must have had the same thought because they both shifted almost at the same time. Then it was just the two of them, naked, with Ronin on top of his mate.
He held Ollie’s gaze and was about to ask if he was okay when his mate sealed their lips together in a kiss. Ronin rolled them over so he was beneath his mate, enjoying the feeling and warmth of Oliver’s body against his. Nothing had ever felt so good… so right.
Oliver got off him and stood there, and all he could do was look at his mate’s leaner body. Ro felt his mate’s eyes on him as he stood up, and watched as Oliver’s eyes widened when he took in his naked body.
“And that’s how you do it,” Ronin said, even though his eyes were fixed on his mate.
Oliver nodded, his eyes going between Ronin’s face and his hardening cock. His mate moved closer to him, and Ro made sure to stay still, letting Ollie make all the moves.
When their bodies pressed together, Ro put his arms around Ollie’s waist and lowered his head for another kiss. He sank into the kiss and slipped his fingers up the back of Ollie’s neck and into his hair. As he deepened the kiss further, he swept the inside of his mate’s mouth with his tongue, tasting him.
As they made out, standing between the trees in the woods, Ronin ran his hands down Ollie’s sides, kissing him like his life depended on it.
Oliver pulled back slightly, his heavy-lidded gaze on Ronin, and he watched his mate’s lips curve in a smile. Oliver shook his head and let out a sigh. “Wow, I’ve never felt like this before. It’s like I think of you constantly, even when I’m near you. It’s a craving. I feel like I’m on fire for you.” Oliver shook his head again. “I don’t want to give up this feeling. Not ever.”
Ronin frowned at his mate’s words, and then breathed in Oliver’s scent and paid attention to his mate’s temperature in his arms.
Ronin slipped his fingers around Oliver’s neck and massaged him slowly. “I think you’re going into heat, baby.”
Oliver had burrowed into his chest, but at Ronin’s words, he leaned back. “Heat? Like a dog kind of heat?” It was obvious Oliver had never experienced a heat before.
Ronin chuckled. “Not like a dog. Like a wolf... like an omega.” He frowned. “I guess being around me threw you into heat.”
Ollie continued to stare at Ronin with a puzzled expression, but the scen
t of his pheromones, though still faint, were beginning to increase.
I have to get this explained quick before his heat takes over…
“Ummm... Well,” Ro began, “...did the other omegas say anything to you about it?”
His mate sat there for a minute before replying. “Not that I remember. There wasn’t always a lot of talking, and we had to be careful since Anton would come in whenever he wanted.”
“Great... they could tell you about fated mates, but failed to mention your heat,” Ro grumbled to himself. The smell of his mate was becoming distracting, so he shook his head to focus. He blew out a breath and went on. “Okay. Well, alphas are supposed to be the leaders and protectors. What you’ve seen before is not the norm, I promise you.” He leaned down as he said this, kissing Ollie’s forehead.
Oliver’s arms tightened around Ronin, so he pushed on
“Omegas traditionally are the caretakers and nurturers, and secretly are the real backbone of any pack.” After a brief pause, he quickly added, “But I’d never force you into any role.”
Ollie broke into a smile, so he pressed on.
“An omega has heat three to four times a year that gives them an insatiable desire for sex and is also when they are most fertile. The pheromones given off will drive an alpha into rut, and in the case of fated pairs, the alpha will form a knot which will lock the two together to ensure the omega gets pregnant with a pup, or pups…”
Ro stared into his mate’s eyes hesitantly, waiting to see his reaction as he absorbed all he’d been told.
“Pregnant? I can have a baby?”
The look of wonder on his mate’s face filled Ronin with an immense joy he never thought he’d feel. He’d never imagined pups of his own, but found that he couldn’t wait now that he had this beautiful, perfect man the goddess had sent to him.
“Yes.” Ronin chuckled. “Omegas, both male and female, have the ability to give birth to pups.”
“Wait”—Ollie hesitated briefly—“how exactly does that work? I mean, how is the baby born?”
Ro chuckled at how cute his omega’s face was in that moment. “I think I’ll leave that for my omega papa to explain,” Ro said, with a chuckle.
He couldn’t wait anymore, the scent hardening his cock and filling him with a desire to claim Ollie and feel their lifelong connection. The omega’s eyes had filled with lust, and their mouths connected halfway, Ollie leaning up to meet Ronin’s lips.
He pulled back from the kiss, his teeth tugging on Oliver’s lower lip.
Oliver rubbed his hard cock against Ronin’s abs the more his heat crested. “This feels amazing,” Oliver breathlessly spoke. “Why did you stop?” His eyes were so dark, they looked almost black.
“I want to be sure you’re ready for this.” Ronin thumbed Ollie’s lips and held his gaze. “I want you to be certain before we take this next step.”
Oliver shouldn’t be rushed, and the first time they had sex, Ronin wanted it to be a moment they would never forget. As much as his dick and his wolf couldn’t wait for them to mate, Ronin could.
“I am.” Ollie nodded frantically, all the while grinding his ass against Ronin’s cock. “I am. I promise.”
Ronin lowered himself to the ground, his knees pressed into the dirt, and he slipped an arm between them, wrapping his hand around the base of Oliver’s dick.
“You’re amazing,” Ronin whispered to his mate, before taking Oliver’s lips again in a kiss. Fuck, his body lit up, and he wanted to taste his mate badly. Ronin gently laid his mate down on the ground and held his gaze as he kissed his way down Ollie’s lean body. Once he reached his mate’s leaking cock, that he greedily sucked into his mouth, swallowing him down to the root.
“Holy fuck,” Oliver moaned, and then clenched his teeth, grabbing onto Ronin’s head as he thrust his cock in and out of the alpha’s mouth. “So good, so good,” Ollie whined as he thrashed under Ro’s body.
Oliver tossed his head back, rocking his hips harder into Ronin’s face while Ronin hollowed his cheeks and let his mate take his pleasure from his mouth.
“I’m gonna... I’m gonna come,” Ollie groaned, the grunting sounds carried away on the wind.
Ronin ran his tongue up and down Oliver’s shaft, moaning as he massaged his mate’s smooth balls between his hands as Oliver continued pistoning in and out of his mouth. With one last thrust, he released his load down Ronin’s throat, and the alpha eagerly swallowed all his mate’s cum, licking down Oliver’s shaft till his mate’s cock had stopped pulsing.
He lifted Ollie up against his chest and wrapped his arms around his mate’s waist as he took his lips in a brutal kiss. Fuck! His cock was harder than it had ever been before.
He pulled back and stared into Oliver’s glazed eyes. “Goddess, I want to fuck you so bad... claim you.” Ronin’s voice was barely recognizable.
Oliver nodded frantically. “Please. Yes. Make me yours.”
His cock against Oliver’s ass was getting coated with the slick leaking from his mate’s hole, mixing it with precum leaking from Ronin’s slit. As Ronin wrapped his arm around Ollie’s waist, his mate held his gaze.
“I trust you, Ronin,” Oliver said.
Ronin might not have known it, but he had been preparing his whole life for this moment, and hearing those words from his mate ended any control he had left.
Ronin positioned himself at his mate’s entrance, then slid his cock inside Oliver’s channel slowly. Ollie released a long moan, and Ronin began kissing down Oliver’s neck as he gave his mate a moment to relax in his arms. When Ollie finally moved, Ronin pulled out and lifted his hips, pushing back into Oliver’s hole as he sucked feverishly at Oliver’s neck and then his shoulder.
Ronin slid his lips up to his mate’s and kissed him tenderly. As he lowered Ollie to the ground, he wished they were doing this at his house on his big bed, but the forest floor would have to do for now. Fuck! Ronin wanted to take his time with Ollie, tasting every inch of him.
Ollie wrapped his arms around Ronin’s neck and he made a needy sound, whimpering as the alpha slowly slid in and out of him.
“More,” Ollie pleaded. “Fuck me. Please!”
Ollie lifted his hips trying to hurry his alpha’s thrusts, and Ronin growled, his eyes flashing as he quickened the pace. Ollie’s back was pressed against the forest floor, and with each stroke, Ronin’s thrusts quickened. Ollie wrapped his legs around his mate’s waist, pulling him in deeper, and Ronin made sure to hit that sweet spot on every downward stroke.
“Ronin,” Ollie moaned between gasps. His fingernails scratched at Ro’s back and would definitely be leaving marks.
Ollie wrapped his arms back around his mate’s neck and pulled him close, bucking up and pushing as hard as he could against his cock. Ronin gave his mate what he needed. Ollie was practically bent in half as Ro thrust harder into his slick heat.
Ronin felt his cock growing with each thrust, and Ollie writhed and groaned as his alpha’s knot stretched him. His name fell from his mate’s lips like a chant as he whimpered and moaned. Ronin could feel his mate’s cum on his abs as his cock was now leaking profusely. His mate’s channel clamped down around his cock, and Ollie let out what could only be described as howl.
“Ahh!” Ollie wailed, as hot cum exploded between them, streaking their chests.
“May I mark you?” Ronin’s voice was barely human. “I want to claim you and leave my mark so everyone knows you’re mine. But we can wait if you want.”
“Please,” Ollie gasped. “I’m yours, I’m yours.” His mate repeated over and over.
Ollie writhed beneath Ronin as he rode out wave after wave of... there were no words the alpha could use to describe it. He’d never felt anything like this in his life.
“Fuck! Oh fuck!” Ronin’s spine arched above the omega, then with a final short thrust that made Ollie scream, his seed spilled inside of his mate.
Ronin bit his mate’s shoulder with his razor-sharp teeth. “Now, claim me..
. now,” Ronin instructed his mate.
Ollie’s teeth went to his shoulder and he returned the mating bite as Ronin kept filling his omega with his cum, his knot locking them together.
They heaved and gasped as they lay tangled up in each other with Ronin’s cock still buried deep inside of Ollie. His mate kept his legs locked around his waist.
“Uh… Wow.” Ollie’s voice was filled with awe, followed by a giggle, as he snuggled into Ronin. He turned his head and his lips met Ronin’s as they kissed lazily.
It might have been the end of Ollie’s mating heat, but Ronin knew that their life together and their love was just beginning. He was already picturing Ollie’s belly round with his pup, and he couldn’t wait.
He sat up and moved them so his back was against a tree, and that was how Ollie fell asleep in his arms.
Ronin must have fallen asleep, too, until something woke him. He wasn’t sure what it was, but he stood and, with his mate in his arms, made his way back to the house.
Chapter Thirteen
Oliver
Ollie woke up and couldn’t help the sigh of contentment he let out. He thought back to the feeling of being filled and the moment he felt his soul join with Ronin’s. There really were no words for him to describe it, like he was trying to think of a moment better than this, but couldn’t.
There was a moment the night before when he could have sworn there was an itch under his skin, but now it was gone, and the burning had settled into a pleasant warmth.
The wind blew over Oliver as he stood in the place where Ronin had come up to him the night before. It was a magical night to him, and one he wouldn’t have wanted to share with any other alpha. He closed his eyes and let the wind blow through him. He was so grateful that Anton hadn’t stolen his first time from him.
As Ollie stood there, eyes closed and simply enjoying the moment, he couldn’t believe this was his life. Just over forty-eight hours ago he wasn’t sure what came next or if he would even be free again, and now, here he was. Even though Ronin was loading the vehicles out front, Ollie could feel him like the alpha was right beside him.
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