The Omega Possession(sequel to Omega Lottery)

Bogum

I enjoy the scenery of the night stars, beach, and fresh air from the window as I stretch and walk down the dark hall towards the kitchen. I want to make breakfast for my mate so he can recover faster. I worked him much harder than I should have.
I just lost control. I've wanted him for so long and the knowledge that he's now finally mine to take anytime I want is...numbing, in a good way. It's like my senses and the alpha in me is finally soothed.
It also brings out my anger. Every mark, every scar and burn and cut into his skin that will never go away all because of my stupid son of a bitch brother. I really hope he's burning in hell for hurting such a pure light as Taehyung. He deserved none of that and Jaebum never deserved him as a mate. I'm glad he's dead.
I will spend the rest of my life making up for what my own blood did to him. I will never let Taehyung be afraid of me. He will never have to worry about me hitting him or looking his way in anger. Only with love and appreciation.
I'm so fucking lucky to have him looking my way at all. After all he's been through, I'm surprised he even allowed me to touch him. Needing or not, he's been through worse pain.
It breaks a piece of me deep inside hearing him whimper and cry in his sleep. I know he's reliving his life with Jaebum and I want to replace all those horrible memories with ones he will want to remember and dream about.
I pick up my phone and call my eomma. She answers cheerfully enough. "Bogummie! How is my other child doing?" She coos.
I roll my eyes but find myself still smiling. "He's sleeping. How is the others? Are the young okay?" I'm especially concerned about Suran, of course.
She laughs. "They're fine, honey. Just busy yourself taking care of that omega of yours. You know how much I love our Taehyung. Is his needing over now? I figured that's why you left in such a hurry."
I love my eomma. "He's fine just tired. I'm going to make him breakfast."
"That's the beautiful and mature son I raised. You better be treating him right."
"Of course. I'll always cherish him."
"So is it too much to assume you're mated? When can we set the wedding date?"
"Eomma! We're both still in high school. We can't get married yet."
She chuckles. "As soon as graduation ends then? I'll go ahead and book a venue. Oh, I'm so excited! You better be giving all you've got, boy! I want another little one around here soon."
"Eomma!" I blush hard.
"What? Believe it or not, I was freshly mated once and have had many needings, sweetheart. I've had two young as well."
I drop my head in my hand. "Ugh, I don't need to hear about you and appa!" I shudder.
"It's nature and shouldn't be embarrassing. Make sure you go in deep to make sure it takes!"
"Ugh! Bye eomma!" I hang up and drop the phone, trying to forget that whole conversation.
     The phone chimes again and I groan as she sends me a text telling me to stay the whole weekend with him and she'll watch Suran. Thankful but still embarrassed, I let her know that we will take the offer. My mate needs his rest and I plan to make this a little honeymoon getaway and pamper him as long as I can. He deserves it all.

  
     Tae wakes up just as I finish the bacon and eggs. Peaking his gorgeous face around the corner shyly. I smile widely at him. "Morning, beautiful. Hungry?"
     Chewing on his bottom lip, he nods and takes a seat at the table. "Should we-"
     "Eomma is going to take Suran so we can have the whole weekend to ourselves. She also let Jimin and Jungkook know so they wouldn't worry. It's all taken care of, love." I wink.
     He blinks. "O-oh. Okay." I notice him rubbing his stomach.
     "Food is almost done." I slide him a glass of juice. His favorite-strawberry pineapple.
     He gasps as he drinks it down. "How did you know I liked this?"
     "Because I always find you craving strawberries and you love pineapple juice. I assumed."
     He blushes. "Oh."
     I bring the plates over and we eat in silence. Him avoiding looking at me while I admire him across the table. He looks so beautiful with his hooded sleepy eyes and dark messy bedhead. A little pillow crease mark on his cheek. He has on a loose robe that slips off one shoulder.
     I have the urge to kiss that shoulder before revealing more and more of his silky skin. I know he's self conscious about his body but I love every inch of him without a doubt.
    "You're staring."
    "Yup."
    "Why?" He whines.
    "Can't I admire my smoking hot mate in the morning?"
     He huffs. "Stop! I'm embarrassed."
     Snorting, I push my empty plate aside and grasp his hand. "Why? I love you, Taehyung. Inside and out."
     He bites his lip, holding back tears. "I love you, too."
     I let him finish eating before scooping up into my arms and carrying him back to the bedroom. He lays his head on my shoulder. I know he's still exhausted over last night. As much as I want to take him again, I put him first.
     I kiss him softly. "Do you want to cuddle and watch a movie? Maybe nap then we can explore the beach a little?" I offer.
      His eyes light up. "Please."
     Grinning, I tuck him into the sheets and put on a simple romantic comedy that we both pretty much ignore.
     We end up falling back asleep, our arms and legs twined together. I pull him as close as possible, protectively. Nothing bad will ever happen to this beautiful omega again. He will always come first and I'll protect him with my life.
     I can't wait until he recovers so we can make love again without rushing and I can properly show him how much I love and cherish him as mine. Every little part of him. I will make him love his skin as much as I do.
     I wrap my hands around his middle and rub absentmindedly at his stomach. I can't wait for it to be big with my young. Our child.
     Mine.