Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Zeke

Part Eight

I'd never experienced anything like last night, ever. An Alpha, my beautiful Alpha let me have him. That was the strangest most perfect thing I had ever I had the pleasure of experiencing. Did other Alpha's let their Omega's do that? Or was this a first for an Alpha? It was most definitely Matt's first time and he loved it. I hoped he'd let me do it again and again.

"Morning," Matt groans as he wanders into the kitchen. Then he smiled when he clocked the freshly brewed coffee. I'd never used one of those fancy machines before, but I got the hang of it before he woke up. "Coffee….I need that."

"I thought you would. How are you feeling?"

He cradled his cup in his hands for a moment and lent back against the kitchen counter. "Tired, but great." He looked a little tired, yet he glowed with color. His cheeks are blushing. Probably thinking about what we had done last night. That was intense and so perfect and so damn right.

"You took me by surprise." I gleamed.

He looked at me over the rim of his coffee cup. "Me too. Was great though, surprisingly….well, considering I'm an Alpha."

"Can Alpha's get pregnant?" Honestly. I wasn't well versed on the anatomy on Omega's and Alpha's. I knew only my own heat and that was hard to stomach at best. I had hardly any schooling growing up, but my family weren't bad people, we just lacked the funds. My parents tried to homeschool the best they could, on the little they were making until I left thinking it was the best course of action at the time and I've selfishly not been in contact with them since….

Matt put his cup down, catching me mid thought and folded his arms across his chest and mocked. "Huh? Not from Omega's."

"That's a shame, you'd look cute with a baby belly." I grinned.

A roar of laughter pelted from his lungs. "I'd look stupid."

"Ha!" I let out, surprising him. "But you didn't say you wouldn't like it."

"I guess it would be a pleasant surprise. But it can't happen."

"So your saying I can fuck you again, even though its not possible for you to get pregnant?"

"My ass is only for you."

"As is mine," I looked down at my slim waist. "I think I'd look good with a baby belly."

"You want babies?"

"Yeah. You don't?"

"I most definitely want babies, just not yet. We need to get you out of this country and settled in my place," Shit. I thought. I hoped Simon was okay. He said he'd get my passport, but all I could do was worry. He's putting his life on the line for me. He did the night he helped me get away from Malcolm. I'm scared for Simon. "Zeke, I can see your worrying. So I'm going to try and sort things too."

"Such as?"

"Helping Simon. I'll get Lincoln in on it too."

"Malcolm will kill you or at least try."

"Malcolm can go fist himself," I chuckled. "I mean it," Matt said. "I'll grab his fist and I'll shove it in his ass."

The thought of it made me laugh, but the look on Matt's face said he was actually serious. "Can I be there when you do?"

"Yeah. I'll humiliate that piece of shit and make him beg. Lincoln will have fun."

Speaking of Lincoln. He waltzes into the house looking pale. "Hey ladies. Oh, coffee."

"You alright mate?" Matt asked, as Lincoln grabbed for the coffee.

"Long night," he went silent as he gulped down the hot liquid, followed by an ahh of relief. "Got news." He added.

I inched closer, as did Matt. "What is it?" Matt was all bug eyed by this point.

"Word on the street, I heard. Malcolm right?" Lincoln drew his question in my direction. I nodded and bit down on my bottom lip. "He's gunning for Matt. My date openly said about it. Although I didn't tell him I knew either of you. I pretended I knew nothing and that guy had a big gob."

"What did he say?" I asked as the blood in my veins ran cold.

"He said Malcolm is from a very rich background and took over from his late father, so basically he's a pimp with a very bad streak. Luckily for you he took a liking to you."

"Took a liking, he tried to rape me!" I gasped and held a hand over my mouth.

Lincoln's brows lifted with sympathy. "Sorry for that Zeke," I shook my head, but my hands had fisted so tight they went cold. "The guy I was with was saying Matt took what was his and he's a dead man. So I spoke to a friend of my father and he's pulling some strings."

"What strings?" I was on the edge of my seat.

"Hunter, he's an ex-SAS captain. Dan Hunter had worked as security for my father for a few years after getting out of the army, before deciding he would rather be a dairy farmer. Some of the things my father had wanted him to do probably still troubled his conscience. But Dan still did a few covert jobs, if he agreed with what he was being asked to do. Malcolm will vanish."

"Holy shit." Matt mumbled.

"Malcolm is no normal guy. Very far from it. When he was in his very early twenties, taking his father's family’s name he was known. By that time, he was practically oozing money from every pore, a financial whiz-kid who always knew when and what to buy, and precisely when he should sell again."

"Sell what?" I asked, intrigued and shocked.

"Omega's."

"Jesus Christ, Lincoln. How did you find this out?" Matt was just as shocked as I was.

"It wasn’t hard. Jameson D’Amery Senior died as the result of a boating accident. No foul play suspected at the time, but later evidence put Malcolm in prison for eighteen months. Due to a cock-up with the trial, he got out on a technicality. Now he has full control of the D’Amery estate. He sells Omega's to the rich and he's been doing for a long time."

"He sells? What?" I couldn't fathom it. Malcolm was always….I don't even even know now. What was I thinking? Being around that guy who could melt anyone into a puddle with just words. He really is fucking evil.

"Lincoln," Matt said, all serious. "I love you man. You really do fit in everywhere."

"Was there anything else?" I asked.

He frowned and gave a cautious shake of his head. "Nothing. Malcolm's like bloody Houdini. But Dan will get back to me at some point today. But if he’s there to be found, Dan's men will track him down."

"You're amazing." Matt said.

"Of course. I like to know where I'm living and who I'm living with. I'm just that great."

God he has such a smug look on his face, but I more than loved him too by this point. "What about Simon?" I quickly asked.

"Your doctor friend?"

"Yeah."

"Don't worry, we got that covered too. He's safe and will be in touch with you soon."

"How?"

"I have my ways. I know all about him. Apparently his family couldn't fund his dream, but that was never the case. Malcolm had them shut down and Simon was none the wiser," I felt my eyes fill with tears and Matt was ready to jump over the counter top and hug me, but surprisingly it was Lincoln who got to me first. Pulling me in. "Everything will work out. I promise," he whispers. "Matt's my best friend. The man he loves is in trouble and your friend is too. I got you. All of you."

"Thank you." Was all I had. I didn't know what else to say to a complete stranger who was fighting with us. He didn't have to, yet he did.

"That's alright," he said and pulled away. "I need a shower. See you both shortly." Then he was off again.

"Your friend is remarkable."

"Back home he was the same. I didn't think he'd be so quick to get his hands in on this place, but he's even surprised me."

"I want that bastard strung up by his balls." The pressure built up inside me until I felt like I would explode. I opened my mouth and let it all out. I cried, again. This time Matt held me. I couldn't get my head around any of it. Not only did Me and Simon need help, but all those other Omega's. They needed it too. This couldn't carry on any longer. For so long I looked at them like I was better than them. I didn't know. How could I know? They've been suffering for so long, worse than me. "Matt, they need us too. All of them."

"I know baby, I know and we will." Matt's voice held so much truth. That he would help, not just for my benefit. But he wanted to do it because it was the right thing to do. No one deserves to suffer like that and my pain was nothing in comparison to theirs. God only knows who bought them. God only knows how they've been treated by Malcolm and the Alpha's that played a hand in his black market selling. Even if it kills me, I'll do everything I possibly can to free them all.