The Omega and her Triplet Mates (and her second chance mate) book 2

Chapter 5: Daddy

When we woke up, we did our usual routine, get the kids ready, take them to school and then me and Jax went to work.

Climbing out of the car, my cardigan somehow got caught in the door when I shut it, and it yanked me back.

I lost my balance and fell to my knees, much to Jax’s delight, he found it hysterical, and it took him a few minutes before he was calm enough to be able to help me get free.

“You’re still so f.ucking clumsy,” he laughed.

I got up and pushed him, and he pushed me back hard enough I lost balance and grabbed hold of his arm, making him crash to the floor with me.

He was sprawled on top of me and I tried pushing him off, but he leaned down and kissed me first. A cough made us look up to see our boss standing there looking down at us.

“You two are the most immature couple, no, parents, that I’ve ever known, I can only assume it’s your other two mates’ Rose that have managed to make sure your kids are looked after sensibly.” Sighing, she shook her head at us and muttered, “go in, there’s a case for you two until we can find out where Nick has disappeared to, I trust you can at least bring this guy in without causing trouble?”

She looked at Jax when she said the last bit, and he gave a thumbs up while he was still on top of me.

“Get off Rose and go inside, I’ll be back soon.”

I shoved Jax off and got to my feet, making my way inside, leaving him to catch up. Darryl did what he’d promised Jax and left me alone, at least when it came to the flirting anyway.

He gave us a file on a wereleopard who had gotten the taste for human flesh, I worried when I read that. Jax liked to kill other killers and this job has so far helped keep him on the straight and narrow, but this was the first time for us having to bring in a killer, he wouldn’t be as difficult as Nick, so I knew we’d more than likely have him back by the end of the day, the problem was whether I’d be able to bring him back alive.

I looked at Jax and whispered, “you better not kill him or try anything.”

He feigned innocence and said, “pfft, what? No idea what you’re talking about.”

“Jax!” I hissed.

“Fine! I won’t kill him.”

He dropped into his desk chair looking disappointed about it and I jabbed two fingers towards my eyes and then at his as a warning I’d be watching. He frowned at me and muttered, “I said I f.ucking won’t.”

He snatched the file from me and walked back out. I followed behind, and we headed to his favorite place, apparently the file said it was the pleasure island strippers club. Great.

It was barely even one in the afternoon, but strippers were already up on stage and dancing when we went inside, some were dancing on men’s laps.

I was surprised it was so busy this early, but apparently it was the best stripper club in town, so maybe that had something to do with it.

It was different from the other strip clubs around here, it wasn’t just females dancing, but males came out too, every so often and that’s when I noticed it wasn’t just men here watching dancers, there were quite a lot of women too.

I caught Jax staring at the dark brunette as she danced around the pole on stage, he was biting his lip and looked even more turned on when she brought a male stripper out by a lead on his hands and knees.

I elbowed him in the stomach, but he looked at me and asked, “you want to f***k in the toilets quick?”

“What!” I pushed him but then made myself look stupid because when the next dancer came on he was male and danced so sexily I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. I could smell he was a weretiger and he moved as graceful as the tiger itself.

It was Jax’s turn to push me, and I gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”

“F.ucking hypocrite,” he muttered and then asked, “do you like the thought of a male stripper dancing for you?”

“Pfft, no,” I blushed, but he looked like he was looking for a serious answer. A half naked tiny petite blonde came over and grinned at Jax, “hey handsome, haven’t seen you here for a while, how have you been?”

I looked at Jax confused, but he didn’t look at me at all and awkwardly smiled at her, “hey Cherry, I’ve been good thanks how about yourself?”

“Oh you know me, I’m always good as long they’re throwing cash at me on stage,” she joked and then said, “we miss you, you were always our best dancer, and clearly the sexiest as we don’t make nearly as much money as we did when you were here,” she winked.

My eyes grew wide and Jax quickly shut the conversation down and hurried away.

“Jax! Wait up! You used to be a stripper?” I asked.

“Years ago,” he mumbled, looking embarrassed.

I was so surprised that I just sort of burst in to a fit of giggles, p.issing him off. “f***k you.” He muttered and walked off.

I don’t know why I was surprised really, it was Jax, he was always the wild one out of the triplets, so it shouldn’t have been surprising that he would have tried something like stripping for a job.

The more I thought about it the more the laughter died from me and I found myself blushing at the thought of Jax naked and doing a sexy strip dance for me, Cherry, if that was even her real name, was right that he was incredibly hot, and I had no doubt he really had been one of the customers favorites.

He was still practically storming off when he suddenly stopped, making me bump into his back. Without looking at me, he whispered, “he’s over there in the red top.”

I looked over to where he pointed in the crowd of people and saw our wereleopard. He wore a red t-shirt and jeans with trainers, and was built lean and athletic with blonde hair and dark green eyes.

He was a very attractive guy, Pfft, who was I kidding, all the freaking wereanimals seemed to be attractive. Why he needed a strip club when he could clearly have any female was beyond me.

I must have been staring too hard or something because he looked up towards me meeting my eyes and about five seconds passed before he got up and bolted from the place.

Jax chased after him with me following behind. We reached a parking lot, and he almost made it to the high wall, so high me and Jax wouldn’t have been able to get over it, but he was a wereleopard so he would have no problems. Jax knew this, so he ran even faster and just about grabbed the back of his shirt and they both went crashing to the floor.

The wereleopard fought to break free, thrashing and kicking and managed to kick Jax in the face and get up, but I tackled him, being chubby clearly had its perks because he couldn’t get me off, which gave Jax enough time to come over and restrain him and then cuff him.

He pulled him roughly to his feet and snarled, “next time don’t be a f.ucking coward and run, you’re lucky I don’t kill you for the s.hit you’ve done.”

The wereleopard clearly didn’t know how serious Jax was being right now and smirked, “you only caught me because of your fat b.itch there.”

I don’t know what jax would have said or done, but I went over to the guy and punched him in the face, even though it felt like it broke my damn wrist and one knuckle. I was sick of all these freaking slim, agile wereanimals commenting cruel things about my weight, I wasn’t even as big as I used to be for crying out loud.

Jax kissed my cheek and grinned, “good girl, darling.”

The wereleopard spat blood on to the floor and scowled at me hatefully.

“Get him in the car,” I told Jax.

He roughly shoved him in to the back of the car and I sat next to him, so he didn’t try anything while Jax drove.

On the drive, the wereleopard started throwing racial slurs at me, and to be honest, I wasn’t all that affected, I mean it did hurt a little, but I was so used to it in school, and I was quite surprised that a wereanimal would be so immature as to do such a thing.

He was still going on while I ignored him, and when he called me an ugly black fat b.itch Jax lost it, still driving, he pulled out a blade I didn’t even know he’d had and shoved it against the guys neck so hard it cut him.

“Jax don’t,” I said calmly, not wanting to push him over the edge.

He growled inhumanly, and I saw him struggling to control his breathing, when he was calm enough, he snarled, “you best shut the f***k up you pathetic cowardly c.unt, the next word that comes out of your mouth will be your last, I will f.ucking stab you in the throat, got it!”

The guy very carefully said, “got it.”

Jax waited another few seconds before finally removing the blade from his neck, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

When we got him inside and gave him to Darryl to take over, I allowed myself to feel the hurt of his words and went and hugged Jax for comfort.

He turned in my arms to wrap his own arms around me, and kissed the top of my head. “You ok darling?”

I hugged him tighter and nodded against his chest.

“I’m sorry about that stupid p.rick,” he murmured.

“It’s not your fault.”

“I should of just killed him.”

“No, that would get us both fired, maybe you arrested and solve nothing.”

He sighed in frustration and hugged me tighter. “Don’t take what he said seriously, I know you tend to take everything so personally and let it affect you for days. Don’t. You’re so beautiful.”

I looked up at him, smiling. “I know that’s how you see me, and I love you so much for that.”

He smiled softly at me and leaning down he kissed me even more softly on the lips.

“You ready to go home?”

I nodded, and taking my hand, he led us out.

I suppose I was still feeling a little insecure and wanted the attention of my mates’. When we got in, I went in to the office and found Fenris at the desk working.

He looked up at me and smiled, “hey babe, how are you?”

“I’m good, are the kids asleep?”

“Yeah, they fell asleep about an hour ago.”

I went over and straddling his lap I kissed him.

“Mmm, I take it you want something?” He grinned.

I nodded, and he laughed, “let me guess, you want your arse f.ucked?”

I nodded more shyly, and he laughed that boyish laugh I loved. “Are you ever going to let me f***k your p*****. again? I swear the last few weeks I’ve only been allowed to f***k you in the arse.”

“Sorry, it just feels so good when you do it,” I blushed.

“Ok, babe, get up and go bend over that table for me.”

I went over to the other table in the room and bent over it for him. Looking over my shoulder, I saw him sit back in his chair watching me.

“Now pull your panties down for me,” he said.

I did that too. “I want you to spread your arse cheeks for me and keep it nice and wide, so I can see what I’m f.ucking.”

Blushing I did that and looked back to see him biting him lip. He got up, came over and said, “keep your head down on the table like a good omega.”

As soon as my head touched the table, he pushed himself inside of my a.ss and f.ucked me hard, just how I liked it.

“f***k, that feels good baby, do you like it?”

I nodded, panting, and gripped the table as pleasure rushed through my body and every nerve ending I had. “Harder,” I moaned.

“You’re such a bad little omega, wanting your arse f.ucked really hard and your alpha coming in it.”

He f.ucked me as hard as he could, and it felt so good. Over time I had started to, well, I’d never be like Jax, but I started to like pain mixed with pleasure somewhat. Fenris was really good at anal s**x, so it was only him who could be this rough with me back there and still make it so pleasurable.

They’d all learned over time that I loved dirty talk as well, so they did it more often.

He lost his rhythm as he pounded my a.ss and I knew he was close, his breathing got faster, and he breathlessly asked, “are you ready for me to blow my load in your arse?”

His words sent me over the edge, the sound of my cries and moans as I came hard let him know he could, and I felt his warm release as he came inside of me.

He stayed pressed up against me until we caught our breath, and then he pulled out and gently pulled my panties back up for me.

I cuddled up to him on his lap while he worked, and after a while Romulus came in.

“Rom!” I scrambled off Fenris and ran in to Romulus’ arms. “Hey, love, I was looking for you.” He kissed my cheek and stroked my hair while I snuggled against his chest.

These days, Romulus was the one who made me feel so safe and loved and nurtured. The other day I had found a dvd disc in his drawer and put it on. Yep, it was not just some innocent disc, it was a homemade s*x tape he’d made with one of his ex-girlfriends.

She wanted him to do a daddy roleplay with her and Rom being Rom had happily obliged. He was dominating her while she called him daddy, and I had sat there sort of transfixed at what I was seeing.

I hadn’t expected it to, but it had really turned me on, and I finally admitted to myself that I craved that, I wanted to do the daddy roleplay with him too, and it wasn’t me thinking of my actual father, eww, it was more a dom and sub thing in a more gentle and loving way, I wanted that and knew Jax and Fenris were both too rough around the edges to be like that for me, but Romulus could.

I’d been working up the courage to tell him, obviously now we had a family, he might not want to and find it too weird.

I’d actually mentioned it to Fenris first, but he point-blank refused to do it.

When we were in bed together, I took a deep breath and blurted my fantasy out to Romulus and hid my face.

He made me look at him and smiled gently when he said, “I know you never had the love of a father growing up, I’m happy to give you that outside of the bedroom, hold you, kiss you, look after you, give you that caregiver role you’re looking for, but since becoming a dad I feel too weird doing it s.exually.”

“Ok,” I whispered.

“I’m sorry, love, come here.” He pulled me in to his arms and held me quietly for a while and then said, “Jax is probably your best bet, he’s the wild one out of us, if anyone will do it, it will probably be him.”

I got out of bed, and he rose his eyebrows, “you’re going to ask him now?”

“Yep.”

Laughing, he replied, “you really need it don’t you.”

I nodded and ran out to find Jax. I was assuming he’d say no too, but it was worth trying.

He was in his room and I jumped on the bed and didn’t allow myself to overthink and back out of it. “Jax!”

He looked at me with raised eyebrows and I blurted, “will you do a daddy roleplay with me?”

He had been drinking from his water bottle and choked and spluttered when I said that.

Hitting his chest and coughing, he sat up and asked, “what?”

I looked down at the bed, blushing hotly and mumbled, “nothing.”

“You want to do a daddy fantasy?”

When I nodded, he said, “you know that’s really weird and f.ucked up right?”

“I know.”

He leaned back against the headboard and shrugged, “f***k it, let’s do it.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, may as well try it, do you want me calling you baby girl or some s.hit?”

“No.”

“Princess?”

I nodded, cringing inside for admitting such a thing, and he grinned, “come here then princess.”

I crawled over to him, and he said, “straddle daddy’s lap and give him a kiss.”

His words were hot, and I did as he said. I kissed him shyly, and he murmured, “you can kiss me better than that.” We kissed for a while, and his hands slid up to my a.ss and squeezed. “I want to f***k your tight p.ussy.”

He pulled my panties off and made me sit on his big, thick c***k. “f***k, you’re so f.ucking tight.”

We were both panting and sweating after a while, and he groaned, “you’re such a bad girl for daddy,” he spanked me hard, and I cried out in pleasure.

“Does my princess like that?” He asked. When I nodded, he spanked me again.

“Daddy’s going to come, you ready?” He asked.

I nodded, and he said, “call me daddy then.”

“Ok, daddy.”

I came hard, crying out, “daddy!” over and over while he f.ucked me hard and moaned, “good girl.”

When we were done, he pulled out and frowned at me, “I feel f.ucking weird now.”

“I don’t!” I grinned.

“Of course you don’t! You’re not the one roleplaying a parent!” He pushed me off and said, “I’m not doing that again.”

“You didn’t like it?” I asked.

He shrugged, “it’s kind of hot, but I don’t know.”

“I’m not thinking of my actual dad, you know.”

“What are you thinking then?” He asked.

“Well, you’re my daddy, a very sexy one, but I guess it’s more like a dom and sub thing for me, in a more gentle and caring way, if that makes sense?”

“Yeah I get it I think, you want that caregiver role? To feel loved and looked after rather than just hardcore f.ucking and being dominated?” I nodded, and he said, “ok, I guess we can do it again, it’s just between us though, don’t you dare f.ucking tell Rom or Fenris.”

“Ok,” I laughed.

He downed his water like it was alcohol and muttered, “can’t believe you’re making me do this for you.”

“You don’t have to.”

He looked at me more seriously and said, “I will, I can see you need it.”

I stayed quiet, feeling embarrassed about it and he asked, “you sleeping with me tonight?”

“I was going to sleep with Rom.”

“f***k off, after what I just did for you, you should get in with me.”

Laughing, I climbed in beside him, and he pulled me in against his chest.