Irresistible Omegas Volume One: an Mpreg Romance (Irresistible Omegas Box Sets Book 1)

by Nora Phoenix

  It struck Lars again how apt Grayson’s nickname for Sven was as his lover trotted over like a little puppy, all eager to please his master. He proceeded to lap Lars’s precum off the alpha’s leg, nuzzling his balls and cock at the end for a bonus caress on his head.

  “Good pup,” was his reward, and Sven beamed with pride.

  Just when Lars thought he’d gotten away with his cheeky question, Grayson spoke up again. “Boy, fetch your cock cage for me, please.”

  Dammit. He was such an idiot. He knew questions like that had consequences, and yet he fell for it every time, thinking his Daddy would make an exception. He never did, and Lars hated him and loved him for it at the same time.

  He stopped halfway between Grayson and the drawer his cock cage was in when it hit him.

  He loved him.

  It was so obvious that he couldn’t understand why he hadn’t realized it before and yet so new that it took his breath away. He was completely in love with his Daddy. With Grayson.

  And even as that reality sank in, he knew another truth with equal clarity. Grayson loved him too. Not just him but Sven as well, just as he loved Sven and Grayson in a completely different but equal way.

  “Lars?” Grayson asked, bringing him back to reality.

  Lars slowly turned around. “You love me,” he said slowly, his voice filled with the wonder of his discovery. “You really love me, just the way I am.”

  The smile started with a soft twitch at Grayson’s lips, then spread wider and wider until the alpha’s face was lit up. “I do. I love you and Sven both very much.”

  Lars looked at Sven, who had tears in his eyes. “You knew,” Lars told him. “You knew before I did.”

  Sven nodded, smiling through his tears, and then all but ran into Lars’s arms, hugging him tightly. “Isn’t it wonderful? I knew you needed more time to see it, how perfect the three of us fit together. It’s everything we dreamed of, you and me.”

  “It is,” Lars whispered against those soft lips he had kissed a thousand times, wanting to kiss them a hundred thousand times more. “He’s everything I never knew I needed. But so are you. I love you, baby. There hasn’t been a day that I didn’t love you.”

  “I know. I love you too, baby.”

  They shared a kiss that grew from tender and sweet to intense within seconds, fueled by the desperate need to somehow express this newfound love in actions. They broke it off at the same time, turning toward Grayson, who sat watching them with a goofy grin on his face.

  “I love you,” Lars said. “I love you as Grayson, and I love you as alpha, but I love you most as Daddy.”

  “Damn,” Sven said. “That’s really beautiful. I love you as Grayson, and I love you as Daddy, but I love you most as alpha. And I think you are okay with that.”

  Grayson slowly rose, needing only three steps to gather them in his strong arms. He kissed Lars first, then Sven, then Lars again until their mouths found each other’s in a sloppy, uncoordinated three-way kiss.

  “You were right, boy,” Grayson said to Lars. “I love you very much, and I’m so happy you came to that conclusion yourself. I’ve been waiting a long time for you to realize it. You bring me so much joy, boy, every day. I love being your Daddy.”

  He turned toward Sven. “You’ve known I love you for a while, and I’m so grateful you were patient enough to wait for Lars to do it at his own pace. You’re such a good pup, and I love being your alpha or your Daddy or your Master or whatever you need.”

  Lars’s soul had never felt so much like butterflies, rainbows, and freaking sunflowers as it did right now. He was so happy it was almost scary.

  Grayson gave them both one last kiss, and then he stepped back, his eyes sparkling with mirth. “Now that this is settled, let’s get back to where we were. I gave you an order, boy. Was there any reason for you to disobey me?”

  Lars threw his head back and laughed till tears ran down his face.

  Grayson had been right. Sven had known for a while the alpha loved them. He wasn’t sure when he had figured it out, exactly. Maybe it was during one of those perfect blow jobs they started each morning with. Sven loved being on his knees in front of his alpha, but he loved the expression on Grayson’s face even more as he came. That face was the best reward he could ever have.

  Or it could have been during his second heat on the ranch, which had been perfect beyond words. They had sequestered themselves in the new omega wing, and Grayson had literally fucked him on and against every surface he could find. Sven had been as insatiable as the first time, but that had not been an issue for Grayson and Lars, who had taken turns until the three of them had ended on the floor, too exhausted to even lift a finger.

  Or maybe it had been during one of their evening sessions, when Sven was so blissfully happy on his knees, simply resting against his alpha. He’d never known his head could be that quiet and empty, and he’d come to look forward to that time of day. Most of the pack members had observed it by now at some point, but none of them had ever commented on it. He’d caught a few curious glances every now and then but never more than that, and that had made him feel safe enough to completely sink into it.

  Whenever it had been, Sven was certain it hadn’t been something big but a combination of a hundred little things Grayson did for him, for them, to take care of them. He made sure they ate well, got enough sleep, took good care of themselves, worked out regularly, and he’d given them rules about reading and had even taught Lars how to play chess with him.

  Sven loved him with all his heart, and it was a big weight off his shoulders now he knew Lars felt the same. Their six-month trial wasn’t up yet, but he had no doubt anymore what they had was forever.

  “Pup,” Grayson said in that deceptively mild tone.

  Sven looked up from the floor where he’d been sitting naked at Grayson’s feet while the alpha worked. He’d finished his tasks for now, and Grayson had allowed him to sit with him, as he often did as a reward for Sven. Lars had said it sounded boring as hell to him, but Sven loved it.

  “Yes, alpha,” he said.

  “I need to relieve myself.”

  Sven’s cock jumped up in attention. This was something else Grayson had figured out, how completely Sven wanted to serve him.

  “Yes, alpha.”

  He rose to his feet fluidly, too used to kneeling by now to be bothered by it much anymore. He waited for Grayson to walk into the bathroom, then quietly followed him. Once they were inside, Grayson turned toward him, and Sven pulled down the zipper, then carefully took the alpha’s cock out of his underwear.

  He held his eyes down, still somewhat embarrassed by this task that felt demeaning and humiliating and yet sexy as hell at the same time. He stood, holding his alpha’s dick as he peed, studiously avoiding Grayson’s eyes.

  Grayson chuckled. “You know how much I love embarrassing you,” he said. “You should have picked up by now that the more embarrassment you show, the more tempted I am to find new things to embarrass you with. That’s why I told you to clean yourself for me every day because deep down, you get off on doing that, don’t you? Lars wouldn’t, but you do.”

  Sven felt his cheeks heat as he patted a few drops off the alpha’s flaccid dick with some toilet paper, then threw it into the toilet and flushed for him.

  He was tucking Grayson’s member back in when the alpha spoke up. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

  He’d forgotten again. He cringed inwardly at the thought of what Grayson would come up with as a punishment. Whereas spanking was his go-to punishment for Lars—though Sven was still on the fence about the effectiveness of that punishment, as Lars seemed to love it as much as he hated it and always had to fight not to come—Grayson had proven to be a lot more creative when it came to Sven’s punishments.

  He didn’t need them often, but when he did, Grayson would usually find a way to stretch his limits a little more. The last time, he’d walked around with the mother of all butt plugs in his ass for a wh
ole day, and good heavens, that had been quite uncomfortable. Undoubtedly, Grayson had more tricks up his sleeve, judging by the cheeky grin he sent in Sven’s direction.

  Still, the alpha was right. The rule was clear. Every time Sven was presented with the alpha’s cock, he had to kiss it at least once. So he bent over, pressed his lips against the velvet skin, and kissed the hardening cock, then gave it a little lick as a bonus. He wasn’t sure why he kept forgetting, as it wasn’t exactly a hardship. Having paid appropriate tribute, he’d tucked it back in with effort, considering Grayson was rock hard now, and pulled the zipper up, then went to the sink to wash his hands.

  He had barely patted his hands dry when his alpha’s hands grabbed his hips.

  “Bend over,” was the short command.

  Excitement danced down his spine. Grayson knew him so well.

  This time, the alpha didn’t need any help whipping his cock out, and the sound of him dragging the zipper down sent another tingle through Sven’s body.

  He hadn’t appreciated the alpha’s rule about always cleaning himself inside every morning until Grayson had unexpectedly fucked him like this for the first time. Ever since, he’d made sure he was always ready, and usually, Grayson would find some moment during the day to take him. And the most perfect part, the part that even Lars didn’t understand, was that Sven loved that he was not allowed to come. This wasn’t about him. It was about his alpha taking what he needed from him, and Sven loved every second of it.

  Without saying another word, the fat head of Grayson’s cock pressed against him, and he pushed back to let him in. His alpha didn’t fuck him as hard as he did Lars, who completely got off on the rough sex, but that didn’t mean he went easy on Sven. He used a different technique, Sven had noticed. With Lars, he would pull out almost entirely, then slam back in with full force, which the beta absolutely loved. With Sven, Grayson would pull back only an inch or two, and his thrusts would be much faster and deeper.

  Grayson slowly sank inside him, as always careful until he felt Sven relax around him. Once he did, strong fingers dug into his hips as he was bent over and taken hard. Just as he expected, Grayson rabbited in his hole, not saying a word until he came with a loud grunt.

  “Mmm, my perfectly filthy, slutty little pup. You know what slutty little pups get when they don’t show appropriate appreciation for their Master’s cock?”

  Grayson quickly pulled out, and Sven shivered, knowing the alpha wasn’t done with him just yet. Just as quickly, a large butt plug was shoved up his ass unceremoniously. Oh god.

  “They get to walk around with their Master’s cum inside them all day. Maybe that will help them remember to worship their alpha’s cock when it is presented to them, don’t you think?”

  With a slap on his ass, Grayson let go of him, and Sven turned around, facing the alpha. “Yes, alpha.”

  He was so not forgetting to kiss his cock next time.

  When Grayson walked into their room a few days later, he found both his boys waiting for him, naked and on their knees. That sight never failed to send a rush through him. He would never take it for granted, neither their love nor their submission to him.

  “My beautiful boys,” he said, kissing first Lars on his head, then Sven. “I am so blessed to have you in my life.”

  Lars and Sven shared one of their looks, but unlike before, Grayson didn’t feel like an outsider anymore. He knew that they hadn’t functioned without him, just as he’d been empty and lonely without them. They needed each other.

  “We love you too, Daddy,” Sven said, and Grayson loved how he didn’t use his own preferred name for him, but Lars’s. There was little the sweet omega wouldn’t do to please his lovers.

  He sat down in his chair and gestured to both of them. “Come sit with me for a spell, sweethearts.”

  Lars sat down on his right knee and Sven on his left. “You never call us sweethearts,” Lars said, his nose crumpled in confusion.

  Grayson smiled a little, then tapped the beta’s nose in a playful gesture. “There’s not a lot that escapes your attention, is there? No, I wanted to have a conversation with you outside of our Daddy-boy relationship. The two of you can get dressed if you want to.”

  They shared another look and then shook their heads at the same time. He felt their bodies grow tense, so he’d better get to the point fast. Two serious faces were completely focused on him, observing his every move.

  “Technically, the end date of our six-month trial is still a few weeks out, but I wanted to bring it up nonetheless. I don’t want to extend our trial or renew it,” he said. “I was hoping we could exchange it for something more permanent. How would you boys feel about that?”

  Some of the tension left Sven’s body as he quickly replied, “Yes, please. You know we want to be with you.”

  Lars wasn’t so quick to respond, but Grayson wasn’t worried. Unlike Sven, Lars was still more suspicious and always wanted to know the facts before he agreed to anything. He’d come a long way, but the damage his father had done ran deep, and Grayson didn’t expect him to magically get over it.

  “What do you mean by more permanent? What are you proposing, exactly?” the beta asked.

  With some difficulty, Grayson dug the little pouch from his back pocket, noticing with satisfaction that both his boys’ eyes went big as saucers as he revealed the two rings he had bought for them.

  “I was thinking a lot more permanent. I love you both very much, and I would love nothing more than to alpha claim the two of you. You know that the new government has taken steps to improve the position of omegas, but we still have a long way to go. As much as I would love to marry both of you, legally, that is impossible. For Sven’s protection, I need to marry him, but, Lars, I hope you know that doesn’t mean I choose him. I would marry you as well in a heartbeat if I could.”

  Sven gasped, but it was Lars who surprised Grayson the most. He slid off Grayson’s knee, and for a second, Grayson’s heart sunk in his chest, convinced he’d gotten it completely wrong, that Lars wasn’t ready for a big step like this. Instead, the beta took two steps back and gestured at the floor.

  “If you’re asking us to marry you, you need to be on your knees,” he said, his voice slightly trembling.

  Grayson gently pushed Sven off his lap, then instantly sank to his knees. “Not only are you right, my sweet boy, but I want you to know that I would stay on my knees all day for the two of you if I had to, to persuade you to take this leap with me. We belong together, the three of us, and I will do whatever I have to to convince you of that.”

  “You made him kneel for us,” Sven said, his voice filled with an equal mix of wonder and terror. “He’s our alpha. He doesn’t kneel for us. It should be the other way around.”

  Lars shook his head with confidence. “No. He is our Daddy, and he’ll do whatever he needs to take care of us. He kneels for me every day when we take our shower, and he dries me off. I know it’s different for you, and that’s fine, baby, but I need this from him. I need to know that he is willing to set aside his pride for me.”

  Even though he was on his knees, Grayson’s heart sung. Lars had captured the essence of their relationship so perfectly it took his breath away. He presented them both with their rings, still on his knees. “Allow me the honor of alpha claiming you, please?”

  Their resounding “Yes!” was completely synchronous. He placed the ring on Sven’s hand first. “Marry me, pup? Allow me to protect you?”

  Sven nodded again. “Yes. Yes, please.”

  When he turned to Lars, the beta extended his hand to him, and Grayson slid the ring on his finger. As soon as he had put it on, Lars grabbed his wrist to pull him up. “As much as I loved seeing you on your knees, something tells me I’m going to regret it, aren’t I?” he said, his eyes sparkling through the tears that were still present.

  With a tender gesture, Grayson wiped the tears from his boy’s eyes. “I think I can make an exception. For once.”

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  Vieno had been napping on and off for two hours, restlessly trying to find a position where his back wasn’t killing him. Even on Lidon’s super expensive memory-foam mattress, his body didn’t deal well with being in the same position for a long time. No wonder, with how heavy he’d gotten.

  He shifted again when an unfamiliar sensation struck his belly. His breath caught at the sharp pain, and he had to keep himself from crying out. What the hell was that?

  Once the stab of pain had subsided, he pushed himself into a sitting position. Maybe he had pulled a muscle, making a weird move. He found a comfortable position sitting—or as comfortable as it was going to get being this pregnant—and did a mental check of his body. Hmm, the pain seemed to have disappeared. Good. It wasn’t like his body wasn’t bothering him enough as it was.

  Seconds later, that pain returned, holding on for a few seconds before subsiding again. And then it hit him. It had started. It was five days before his due date, and it was time.

  This was it. He was about to become a daddy, for real.

  He took a fortifying breath, forcing himself to stay calm, even as his pulse spiked with the adrenaline. He had this. All he had to do was call Enar, and he would make sure everything would be okay. The beta had been with him every step of the way, just as he had promised, and he had become Vieno’s rock through it all.

  When the pain hit for a third time, and then a fourth, he was absolutely certain his labor had started. He was just about to reach for his phone to call Enar when the door busted open, and his three mates came running in.

  “Are you okay?” Lidon asked, his face distorted with worry.

  Enar didn’t even wait for his answer but immediately reached out for him, feeling for his pulse. Just then, another gulf of pain hit, and instinctively, Vieno clamped down on Enar’s arm as he tried to breathe through the pain.

  “You’re in labor,” Enar said, then turned toward the others. “He’s in labor. It has started.”