The Rebellious Omega

Blair POV

I stood on the balcony, staring outside, my hair flowing around my shoulders, watching the sun slowly beginning to set, feeling my mate's hands wrap around my shoulders. I leaned against him, closing my eyes, feeling his strength, as I tried to forget the horror of what had happened earlier today, Luna Bianca's words ringing through my ears.

"What are you thinking love?" he asked me softly.

I sighed and turned, my eyes raised to meet his. His were filled with concern, mine were filled with worry.

"I'm just a little concerned," I said tactfully, as he pushed back a strand of my hair "I keep hearing her words in my ears. Do you think she was bluffing when she said that she would be avenged?"

He sighed. "I think she was trying to mess with your mind. Yours and Johnathon's" he said a little tightly "Blair she would have said anything she could have in that moment to make you suffer and she did. You need to stop overthinking this" he added slowly "It's not good for you and stress isn't good for the baby" he added teasingly, making me give a slow smile. "How is my father doing?" I asked raising a brow.

If anybody was suffering, it was him right now. Forced to watch the woman he had once loved and adored killed right in front of his eyes for actions that were unspeakable and even now he couldn't fathom the reason why she had done it. Braedon hesitated. My gaze sharpened "Braedon." What was he trying to keep from me?

He winced and ran a hand through his hair "He might be trying to drink his sorrows away" he admitted "James and Sarah are keeping a close eye on him."

"Has Brynn been spotted anywhere?" I asked with the faintest tinge of hope.

I didn't like the idea of my sister being out there, on the loose, with no idea of where she was. I wanted everything put behind me. All of this mess, all of this chaos. Braedon had already dispatched his men to start dealing with the packs involved in the trafficking, along with his Gamma's. Braedon shook his head "Sorry Blair, but we'll find her. There's nowhere for her to hide. Unless she's in the human towns" he said grimly "But that won't stop us from tracking her down. It's going to take some time but I have my best trackers on it" he reminded me.

It was starting to darken outside. I turned in his arms and rested my arms on the balcony, gazing out at the forest. I could feel my mate behind me and suddenly a recklessness came over me. As he stared in astonishment, I began to silently remove my panties from beneath my dress, causing Braedon to make a strangled noise as he observed.

"What are you doing?" he growled.

I kicked the panties behind me and glanced over my shoulder, slowly raising my dress as his eyes began to darken. "I've had a really bad day," I said honestly, as he stared at me "and quite frankly I need something to make me forget. Right now, I want you, to make me forget everything, but only if you want to" I added, my voice fading to a whisper.

He let out a low growl, his face contorting into an expression of desire, before moving right behind me. I looked over at the grounds, but as the night sky fell, the grounds were empty, but it was the thrill of being caught that exhilarated me. I was throwing inhibitions to the wind. I didn't care. Right now I just needed my mate and he was more than willing to oblige me. My wolf purred in my mind, egging me on. Dusk was more than approving of my actions. I felt Braedon squeeze my buttock, his breathing heavy, heard his zipper slowly being pulled down and my juices began to flow.

"Are you sure about this?" he growled, bending down to speak in my ear.

"More than anything" I breathed, as his hand went beneath my dress and began to caress my a's cheeks and my hips.

I sucked in a breath as I felt his member poking into me from behind, hard and already fully erect. I was wet, so wet and he pushed me so that I leaned over the railing. I gripped it tight, waiting.

He kissed the nape of my neck, prolonging my torment. His knee went between my legs and carefully spread them wider. I felt his hand on the small of my back as he lined himself up at my entrance and I could feel my heart racing. I forgot to breathe. With my dress hiked up to my hips, he slowly slid inside of me, causing my mouth to gape open, as he stuffed me, sinking all the way into the hilt and causing me to moan out loud.

"Greedy little thing" he whispered in my ear, making me shiver "Hold on tight" he warned me.

As if I could do anything else, I thought numbly. He proceeded to slowly withdraw from my body, making me whine with disappointment, only for my eyes to widen as he thrust in with full force, making me pant and grip the railing tighter, feeling wanton as I tried to keep my cries to a minimum, aware that although pack members might not be present, those in the pack house and patrol would be able to overhear.

He slid back out, slowly, and then thrust in again, my hands preventing my body from slamming against the railing. He gave a low growl of satisfaction. "You're so f*****g tight" he hissed, as I enjoyed the feeling of his c**k thrusting slowly in and out of me "I can feel your walls closing in around me."

I mewled, my nails digging into the railing, panting, my breathing shallow. He gave my ass a light tap and I jolted, pleasure washing through me. I came, whimpering, my walls clenching down around his c**k. He didn't even pause, continuing to thrust, but changed his pace so that he was a little faster.

He put his hand around my throat and lightly squeezed, making me gasp in excitement. He was careful not to exert any pressure and then his hand went to my hair, lightly pulling it. The pain mingled with the pleasure. As distractions went, this was phenomenal. I was rocking back and forth, my body desperate for more. I was greedy, pleading for him to keep going, my body in the throes of passion and completely lost to anything but the feeling of him inside of me.