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The acrid scent of her fear mixed with the sweet musk of her slick filled the room with pheromones easily recognized by whoever was invading her nest. Too tired and weak, Selah offered a low rumble growl that wouldn't have made a half-drowned kitten afraid. But then she stopped the rumble and fell quiet. For herself, she had nothing left. If she and Malcolm had had young, she could have rallied. An Omega in a maternal rage was a rabid beast that not even the largest of the OSF officers liked to tackle, but her nest and home were empty in every way. Selah just sank into the ruined blankets. Why bother? This would be faster than wasting away once her hovering Omega friends left her alone.  The scent of her fear faded away to one of resignation, and Selah waited for the door to finish opening.

"Giving up, Sel? Not yet, baby girl."

The low pitched, heartbreakingly familiar tone came from the large male form filling the doorway. The light from the hall draped his form completely in shadows, but Selah would recognize that growly rumble anywhere.

"Malcolm!" She gasped.

Her rational brain hadn't kicked in yet, but she started crawling towards the door to reach the big male with the spicy scent that she had practically bathed in for the last 15 years. Sliding and falling over the crumpled blankets and pillows in her way, she couldn't move her exhausted body fast enough.

"Baby girl....I'm here, baby." Malcolm shut and locked the door behind him. Taking two steps into the room, he dropped to the floor and gathered Selah into his arms. He squeezed his mate tightly as she brought her too thin, shaking arms around his neck almost choking him in the process, but he didn't care. He just pulled her in even tighter wrapping one large arm around her back and using his massive hand under her buttocks to draw her into his lap and wrap her legs around his hips.

Sitting in the dim room on the floor amidst the ruined bedding and scattered pillows, Malcolm held Selah on his lap gently rocking back and forth comforting her with his purr and with his touch. Her small frame shook with hard gasping sobs, her cries tore at his soul, and tears ran down both of their cheeks.

Running the huge hand supporting her back up and down her spine, Malcolm felt the disturbing bumps that marked her spine and ribs. Selah had always been tiny to him, but she had always been soft too. He loved her curves and her confidence in her body, and in addition to luxurious nesting materials, his favorite thing to buy her was lingerie. The lace and satin on her velvety skin never failed to make his cock rock solid. One time, when she'd beaten him home because he was swamped in paperwork, he'd entered their home to find her cooking dinner in a one piece lingerie outfit made entirely of stretchy white lace. From the back, the lace cut down from her shoulders into a deep V that ended at the top of the boy shorts showing the sweet little dimples at the top of her ass. The clingy white lace boy shorts hugged her round ass and ended right under her sweet cheeks. She had turned at his entrance, and the front had taken his breath away. Cut in another deep V that matched that back, the point ended right above her hot cunt. Her breasts were covered, but the lace showed her tanned skin through the delicate fabric and cupped the luscious mounds that he loved to suck and nibble until she writhed and dripped slick. Her berry nipples had been tight and hard poking against the lace straining towards him.  She had smiled her special smile for him. The one that said she was sweetness and innocence, but he knew the hellcat that hid behind the smile.

Dinner had been delayed. At least until the wailing began.

Trying to shut off the smoke detector, convincing the alarm company that they absolutely did NOT need to send the fire trucks, and stopping the entire house from filling up with smoke all while supporting a hysterically laughing Omega on your knotted cock was an experience he'd added to his treasure trove of sweet memories with his mate.

But now he could feel what the last month had done to his precious baby girl. His thick fingers bumped along her back from the prominent bones in her spine, and the hand holding her under ass could feel that her heart shaped ass wasn't quite as round. His Omega had given up long before tonight.

But there were two truths that he'd learned while being mated to an Omega. One, hell hath no fury like a primal Omega, and two, Mother Nature is a bitch.

Malcolm felt Selah's body suddenly hunch in on itself as her heat made itself known with a shaft of bright hot pain and a gush of viscous slick flooded his lap where he held her. A fresh wave of her scent drifted over him causing his cock to throb in his now slick covered pants, and his arms tightened convulsively around her. Her hips started to rock against his hardness that pressed tightly to hot pink flesh.

Her whimpers, her scent, and her desperate pulsing hips nearly wrenched his control from him, and for a moment, his mind blanked as the Alpha inside him roared to fuck his mate into the floor. He managed to wrestle the beast back into its cage, and he tried to shift Selah so that he could maneuver her to the nest. She only wrapped her limbs tighter around him forcing him to shift from his ass to his knees with her clinging to him like a little spider monkey.

Coming down on top her, Malcolm settled his weight and his large shaft against her soaking pussy. He again tried to loosen her legs from around his hips to take off his clothes, but a feminine growl and the prick of sharp teeth at his throat reminded him of that first truth. An Omega might be smaller, but a mindless, primal Omega in the midst of her heat was not to be underestimated. Letting her think she could challenge him, however, wasn't going to happen either.  

He let loose with a growl from deep in his chest that vibrated through him and into her. He watched as the force of it hit her soul, and she shuddered but didn't relax. Her arms were still wrapped tightly around his neck, and her legs gripped his hips and squeezed. He felt her pussy leak more slick onto his legs as she continued to rub her clit against him.

Malcolm wanted their reunion to be sweet and loving. After a month away from her, his Alpha wanted to care for his Omega. He wanted to groom and feed his mate. He wanted to lay his head in her lap while he purred for her, but Selah had been left alone in her heat for far too long. Hanging on by a thread, her rational side had snapped at the shock of his sudden reappearance. She was all primal Omega right now, and sweet romance wasn't what she needed. Her flaring heat, scent, and mewling whimpers called to his primal Alpha side who also wanted to care for his woman - after he pounded into her cunt and locked his knot deep inside her filling her up with his hot cum to overflowing.

When Selah turned her head and sunk her sharp little teeth into his silvered mating mark, Malcolm's legendary control snapped.

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