The Stray Omega

Tiffany

"Omega, no," Scott said, grabbing Mitch's arm before he rushed to the elevator with threatening eyes. 

"Alpha... He hit you! He stalked us! How does he even know we live here?!" Mitch said in a loud whisper. 

"Omega, I said no. I will deal with him, continue cleaning up." Scott ordered, Mitch staring up at Scott before the blond went over to the Omega standing awkwardly by the elevator that was shutting. 

Scott towered over the male Omega and he crossed his arms, the Omega obviously cowering at the dominance. "What are you doing here?"

"I-" The Omega swallowed hard and he shifted his hold on the baby in his arms. "I'm sorry, Alpha but I didn't know what else to do... I lost my job at that bar right after I gave birth to her and I've been bouncing from shelter to shelter, you have to help me, Alpha. Please." 

Scott looked down at the baby and he couldn't help but let his heart soften at the sight. He shut his eyes and shook his head then stared back down at the Omega. "I do not want you near me or my Mate. Do you understand, Omega?" 

"Please, Alpha... I'm begging you." The Omega said then he snapped "You're the one who knocked me up! You should be happy I don't have you pay child support!" Scott only blinked, staring at the male. 

"I don't know why you didn't. I can pay for it. It's no problem. Now leave, I don't need you here, Omega." 

"Scott." Scott turned at Mitch's voice. "Can we talk, now?" He pointed harshly to the kitchen. Scott huffed and followed Mitch's point, Mitch running to catch up. 

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"And you're positive you're not going to try and hurt him while we're sleeping?" Scott asked, peering over the stair railing to the Omega who was sleeping on the couch, his baby nestled on his chest comfortably. 

"No promises." 

"Still can't believe you went from wanting to tear his throat out to making me let him sleep on our couch." Scott huffed, tapping Mitch's arm and pointing to their room. 

"Well, I didn't want the baby to sleep on the streets." Mitch grunted, pushing Scott into the room and shutting the door behind him. 

Scott pushed Mitch into the door, the Omega looking up with a surprised glance"You're not going to let him get to you, right?" 

"What do you mean?" Mitch asked, running his hands up Scott's shoulders. 

"You know you're mine. You're all mine. No one else's and I wouldn't trade you for anything or anyone else." Scott whispered, bending his knees and attaching his lips to Mitch's neck. 

"Hmm, where's this coming from?" Mitch giggled, his fingers going to toy at the shaved hair on the back of Scott's head. 

"Just claiming what's mine and making sure he knows it as well. You may not know it but your scent goes up when you're aroused. It's almost not noticeable when we're around the others but that Omega hasn't been around you long enough to get used to your scent." 

"So you're torturing him?" Mitch giggled and gasped when Scott bit his neck. 

"Well, I don't believe the story he came with. Working at a Heat Hotel? They pay big money for that job, he'd have enough money in the bank to last him enough to get a new job and still be able to live somewhere." Scott turned his head to the opposite side and nibbled at Mitch's Mark. 

"So what do you plan to do about him?" Mitch then pushed Scott away to kiss him. 

"Not sure yet. Maybe we can talk again in the morning." Scott grabbed under Mitch's thighs and lifted him up, pushing him back against the door.

"Alpha, you know no sex for another few days." Mitch let out a silent moan when Scott pushed against him.

"There wasn't anything said about no dry humping." Scott grunted, pushing Mitch harder against the door. Mitch pulled Scott's head towards him then jumped when Noah started crying in his bassinet.

Scott took a step back and set Mitch on his feet. "Now I have a boner that'll be tough to get back down."

Mitch rolled his eyes. "Go jack off in the bathroom. He probably has a dirty diaper."

"Now I'm soft at the thought of his dirty diaper." Scott huffed, going to the bassinet and picking up Noah. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely soft now. Here. Take the boner-killer."

Mitch laughed and took Noah, stepping a bit to the right where his diaper changing station was. He changed Noah's diaper quickly then put him back to sleep and set him back in his bed.

Scott wrapped his arms around Mitch's torso and kissed the top of his head. "You're such a good mom."

"Thank you, Alpha. You're a funny dad. I like that you crack jokes about your boner." Mitch turned around and pushed his way past Scott and to the bed.

"Trying to make light of not getting sleep for the past few days."

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Mitch woke up with a start the next morning, a smell wafting through the apartment. He sat up and yawned then swung his legs over the bed. He smacked his lips then grabbed the yeti cup full of water off his bedside. He took a few sips then went to the bassinet, frowning when he didn't see Noah. 

He stood up and went downstairs, seeing Scott in the kitchen, the Omega from last night holding his baby while Scott cooked at the stove. Mitch walked to the kitchen, snatching Noah with obvious attitude and going over to Scott, running a free hand over Scott's bicep. The blonde wore a short sleeve shirt with flowers printed all over. 

"Good morning, beautiful." Scott turned, kissing Mitch lovingly. "Merry Christmas." 

"Merry Christmas, Alpha. Have you fed Noah yet?" 

"Not yet, his milk is in the fridge, just need to heat it up." Scott said, glancing behind him to see the other Omega awkwardly standing by the counters. "Uh, do you have food for Tiffany?" 

"I might have some formula left, thank you though." The Omega left the kitchen to check on his child while Mitch stayed in the kitchen. 

Mitch took a hold of Scott's ear and pulled him down. "Do not let him hold Noah. I don't want his grimy hands all over my baby." 

"Ow, sorry. No need to hurt me." Scott stood up, rubbing his ear. 

"You're too tall. I had to pull you down somehow." Mitch shrugged, going to the fridge. He opened it, being careful to have a good hold on Noah who was staring up at Mitch with calm eyes. Mitch took the bottle of milk Scott was talking about and already saw a pot of warm water on the stove. 

Scott set the pot on a hand towel on the island counter and Mitch placed the milk inside of it, then went to the living room. He stepped around the other Omega who was changing 'Tiffany' on the floor and sat down, clicking on the television to a random channel. 

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