My Mate Is An Omega
My Mate Is A Virgin Chapter 39

Jasper

POV

The day had just started, but I had already experienced a s**t ton of emotions. I was excited about going hunting with the girls again. I felt anger at the way the challenging rogue blatantly disrespected the bond I shared with my mate. I was happy to return home with more than enough to feed my pack. And as I noticed the hint of concern in the normally stone-faced Queen's eyes, my stomach turned with anxiety. "Well?" Andromeda insisted, clearly annoyed about her mother's silence.

The former queen calmly glanced over her shoulder, making sure there was nobody around, before focusing her attention on us again. "While you were hunting, your father was contacted by another leader. A king who lost his chosen partner fairly recently. As you know, without a queen, a clan will fall apart very quickly."

"And where do I fit into this?"

"He has declared war against us. He wishes to claim the throne, and...you." Nymeia's words made my heart throb in my chest. Snow Pelt had been thriving for the past decades, but it wasn't among the largest or strongest clans. There was only one reason why they could be after us - me. "Your father managed to convince him to grant us three weeks to prepare for the attack, but we must act soon. Andromeda, you need to-"

"I know exactly what I must do, Mother," my mate snapped.

Her clenched fists were proof that the bad news was causing her to lose the control she tightly held on to, but I don't think the harshness in her tone was a consequence of her anger. No... The assertiveness burning in her diamond eyes made it clear that she didn't like having her mother's help, because she was expected to always know what to do. She had been trained to be a queen from a very young age, and she hated having her skills questioned.

My concentration was broken when Dree suddenly grasped my hand. Although I knew she could sense my uneasiness, I had a feeling she didn't do it to reassure me; she was the one who needed my touch to keep her rage under control when all Genevra wanted to do was break through her skin and murder whoever stood in her way.

After taking a deep breath, she ran her hands through her golden waves. "I will gather my huntresses. Go get father and meet us at the forum in fifteen. You are the ones who have been informed about the attack, so we need you in order to come study the best course of action."

"Of course, my daughter. King Jasper." Nymeia nodded at both of us before excusing herself.

Not even a second later, Andromeda pulled me by the hand, dragging me towards the castle. As soon as the fog in her eyes cleared, proving that she had finished mindlinking her team, I stopped moving, easily catching her attention. "Dree, I..."

"Not now. We'll figure it out first, then we can talk." She sighed. "Okay?"

I hesitated for a moment, but it didn't take me long to realize she was right. "Okay."

Without uttering another word, I followed my mate to our room to get properly dressed before heading to the forum. Everyone whose presence had been requested by the queen was already there. Only the sound of our footsteps against the marble floor disturbed the tense silence that filled the room as we walked to our seats at the head of the table. She drew in another long breath before clearing her throat to address our most recent problem.

"Thank you all for coming here with such short notice. It seems we've been having an exceptionally turbulent morning." Distress was evident in her tone. I wanted to comfort her, but how could I when my own mind was a mess? The weight of the responsibility on my shoulders was crushing me. Andromeda remained silent as she searched for the right words, but after a good few seconds, she just gave up. "Another clan has declared war against us."

"What? Why?" Calynn furrowed her brows in confusion.

"What clan?" Tessa asked.

"When?" Alula whispered in disbelief, her innocent smile fading.

The other huntresses opened their mouths to voice their own questions, but Dree was faster. She rose her head higher, her aura expanding as she started to lose her patience. That was all it took to make the women shrink in their seats with lips sealed shut. "I know the matter is sudden and quite concerning, but let's not freak out. Hold your questions 'till the end, please." Once the lynxes lowered their heads, my mate turned to Nymeia. "Mother?"

"King Dorian of Night Star Clan contacted us this morning, while you were out hunting," the older woman clarified. "In face of his queen's recent passing, he hopes to defeat us in battle in order to claim Queen Andromeda, preventing his clan's collapse by uniting our kingdoms."

"Night Star?" Adriana raised an eyebrow. "Aren't they from Quebec? Why would their king want to attack a small clan on the other side of Canada when he could simply claim another one located closer to their lands?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Kindra scoffed before shooting me a death glare. Although my chest was heavy with guilt, I didn't look away, accepting her challenge. "We have a very unique weakness."

"Pondering about his reasons is a waste of time, both because we can't possibly know why he made the decision, nor does it change the fact that a war is coming and we must get ready for it." Andromeda's firm voice echoed through the room, causing the other woman to immediately hold her tongue. I didn't need to look at my mate to know how mad she was at the huntress' insinuation. "I hope you have your priorities straight, Kindra." Her last sentence wasn't a caring reminder; it was a warning. Soon after, she gestured for her mother to go on.

"The battle will happen in three weeks' time."

"That's how long we have to reach out to our allies and prepare our soldiers. For now, the numbers are on their sides, but I'm positive we can reverse the situation if we work together. Every second is precious," my mate concluded. She glanced at each of the members of the Royal Council. "I will be calling another meeting as soon as decisions have been made. Adriana, you are to stay here with me. The rest of you are dismissed."

The former royal couple were the first to stand up to leave. Then, the huntresses got up from their seats, one by one, bowing respectfully at their queen before excusing themselves. Lastly, I too got ready to rise from my chair, but before I could, my mate brushed my hand under the table. She flashed me a reassuring look as her voice echoed through my head.

"Wait for me in our room, okay? I'll be there as soon as I'm done here."

I forced a smile. "Of course, My Queen. Let me know if you need my help with anything."

I walked out of the room without looking back. After closing the double doors, I let my back crash against them. Closing my eyes, I ran my hands through my hair; I just needed to take a breather. Whenever it seemed things were finally working out for me, some s**t happened. That's the way it had always been, which led me to fear others' expectations and run from my responsibilities. I didn't want to run anymore, but what could I do to fix this?

I shook my head, opening my eyes again. Overthinking never helped me make smart decisions, so I decided I should just wait and discuss the issue with my queen later. Putting on a neutral face, I masked my troubles and started walking down the hall. But with my mind still foggy, I failed to sense what was waiting for me around the corner.

A fist wrapped around my neck, causing me to instinctively gasp for air as I was pushed against a wall. My back hit the stone with a loud thud, the sudden pain forcing a grunt out of my mouth. My hands moved to the fingers digging into my throat in an attempt to loosen their grip on me. With the adrenaline rushing through my veins, my eyes finally landed on my attacker.

"Listen up, wolf," Kindra spat, scrunching her eyes in disgust. I mimicked her gesture, trying not to show signs of discomfort as she blocked my air passage. "It doesn't matter whether I like you or not. You're the king, and if you go down, we all will too. Adriana is being too nice to you; from now on, I will be handling your training. That is..." She leaned closer, her face inches away from mine as she squeezed my neck tighter. "If you don't go running to tell the queen."

I don't know whether it was the distress caused by the bad news, or the fact that I was fed up with this woman's f*****g attitude. Phoenix lent me his strength, his black claws tearing through my skin to pierce her wrist. She hissed in response, her reflexes causing her to loosen her grasp, and I took the opportunity to yank her hand off me.

Taking a step forward, I raised my head higher and stared into her eyes. "Bring it on."

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Andromeda POV

What a f*****g long morning.

The meeting with my right hand lasted another four hours as we organized everything. Since I wanted to get this done as soon as possible, we had lunch delivered to the forum, and I linked my mate to let him know not to wait to eat with me. After the most stressful day I had had since I stepped in as Queen, I wanted nothing more than to return to the Queen's Chambers to relax with my mate.

However, the second I walked through the door, I realized that wouldn't be possible.

Jasper turned around the second he heard me come in. Sitting in bed, he flashed me a tired smile, failing miserably at hiding his distress. As much as I wanted to just ignore the problems we were facing, I wouldn't be able to feel at ease until my mate was too. "How did the meeting go?" he asked, stretching one hand out to me to invite me into bed with him.

"As well as it could have gone." I forced a smile as I laid beside him, but as my fingers caressed his face, I sighed. "What's bothering you?"

He pulled away, his mask falling as he uncovered his true feelings. "I'm worried for our kingdom."

"We can win," I told him sincerely.

"I have no doubt about that." His confidence surprised me. "I just... It kills me to know so many members of our family will die because of me."

"Jasper-"

"Don't." He looked back into my eyes, his assertive gaze silencing me at once. "Like Kindra said, it's obvious. The bastard has decided to attack us because he thinks it will be easy to take down a wolf."

"If that's what he thinks, he's up for one hell of a surprise. No lynx can beat your phoenix powers." "Maybe."

"What's wrong then?"

My king brought his hands up to cover his face, heaving a deep sigh. "Trouble always finds me."

"It's not like you're a bad omen, Jasper. Life is full of ups and downs, sometimes we just have to deal with bad news." I shrugged. Studying his troubled expression, and an interesting idea brought a smile to my lips. "The good news is..." I rolled over to stay on top of him. His eyes widened at my sudden move, his heart skipping a beat; I finally had his full attention. "I know just how to relieve your stress."

His mind seemed to have gone blank as he focused solely on my hand traveling down his chest over his shirt. The moment I reached his member, a grunt broke through his lips. His eyes flashed white as the contact instigated his beast to push forward to the surface. Once my fingers started unzipping his jeans, he grasped my neck, trying to pull me in for a kiss, but I fought him.

"Shh," I breathed against his lips. "Let me take care of you, My King."

His breathing became subconsciously heavier as he moved his hands away from me, allowing me to work properly. In a quick movement, I pulled his pants and his boxers down at the same time, allowing his rigid c**k to spring free. s**t, he was always so hard for me, and I had barely even touched him.

Another grunt echoed in his throat as I skillfully wrapped my fingers around him, moving my hand up and down slowly to feel his length. He rested his head against the pillow, closing his eyes to maximize his experience. Continuing my movements, I hovered my thumb over his moist tip, conquering yet another groan of pleasure from him.

"This sorta reminds me of the first time you let me touch you," I chuckled. He opened his eyes groggily, already panting, and smirked.

"You have learned quite a few things since then," he remarked.

"Are you saying I did a bad job that day?" I teased.

"Not at all. But now you know exactly what to do to have me...wrapped around your fingers."

It was my turn to smirk. "Would you like for me to have you wrapped around my mouth instead?"

His bluish-white eyes glistened with lust, but I didn't allow him time to answer. Lowering my head quickly, I controlled my gagging reflexes as best as I could to take in all of him at once. He swore loudly as he was consumed by pure pleasure, and it tasted as fiery as he did. Without pulling away, I let my tongue leisurely travel along his length, making him throb.

My mate lifted his hips, pressing himself deeper against my throat. As much as I wanted to torture him, I took pity on him. Agreeing to his request, I started moving faster, sucking harder whenever I reached his head. His animalistic sounds of pleasure let me know he was getting close. I knew exactly what I needed to do to get him there, and I didn't hesitate to deliver.

When I felt his legs starting to shake, I fit his entire d**k inside my mouth. He roared, and not even a second later, I felt his warm seed squirting down my throat. I almost choked as I tried to swallow all of it, but I somehow managed to stay strong, sucking him until the last drop. Only then did I pull away.

I felt the remainder of his sour juices dripping down the side of my mouth. I was ready to lick it myself clean when Jasper sat back up, closing the distance between us. His l**t-filled eyes were locked on my lips.

"Let me help you, My Queen," he whispered in a husky voice, placing his hand underneath my chin, using his thumb to clean me.

When he was satisfied, he slowly pressed it against my lips, encouraging me to suck on it. I couldn't hold back a muffled moan, and it seemed to further excite him. Although he had just come, I could feel his d**k hardening again, pressing lightly against my crotch as I sat on his legs.

Without uttering a word, I crashed my mouth against his while my hands moved to the hem of his shirt. I only broke our kiss to pull his shirt over his head, exposing his muscular chest. I couldn't help but admire his body for a second, until he attempted to remove my dress. A mischievous smile spread over my lips as I held both his hands, preventing him from moving.

"Nah-ah. This is my show." I winked at him, and he growled in response. Pushing him back down against the mattress, I continued, "You're just gonna lay back, relax...and enjoy the ride."

Without further ado, I stripped off my clothes and completely removed his pants and underwear. Once we were both naked, I climbed on top of him again, positioning my core right above his member. He glanced at me with expectation, hungry for more of me. Judging by the way his claws dug into the sheets, I could tell he was fighting hard not to touch me. Oh, how enticing it was to be in control.

"Eyes on me, My King. I want you to watch me as I ride you," I demanded.

"f**k. You don't have to ask twice," he muttered. "You have my undivided attention, My Queen."

Satisfied, I smiled one last time as I lowered myself on him. A moan of pleasure left my mouth as his c**k filled my emptiness, stretching my walls. When he reached my womb, I started lifting my hips back up again. He gritted his teeth, holding his breath as he watched my every move. We usually went fast, but this time, I wanted to start slow.

I took my time, running my hands up and down his well-defined abs as I enjoyed the view before me. Little by little, I picked up the pace. It wasn't long before I was consumed by desire, which made it harder for me to control my movements. Soon enough, I was slamming down on him while he thrusted up, making me moan louder each time he filled me completely. For obvious reasons, he was lasting longer, but I could feel my o****m approaching.

I was about to give in when I felt his hands on my waist. It took all of my concentration to pull them away again.

"Please, Dree," he whined, fueling the fire inside of me.

"Yes, beg for me, My King." I sighed triumphantly as I continued to ride him. "Beg to touch me. Beg to feel me."

"I beg you, My Queen, let me touch you. I need you closer," he obliged, and I finally nodded in agreement.

He sat up in a swift movement, wrapping his arms around my lower back to help guide me. His head dove between my breasts, his hot breath driving me insane. That was it; I was so close to my climax. I tangled my fingers in his auburn hair, yanking his head back to make him look at me. His passionate gaze was the final incentive needed to make me see stars.

Jasper tightened his embrace, holding me in place as I collapsed around him. His lips found their way to one of my n*****s, lenghthening my waves of ecstasy as he sucked and nibbled on it. Before I could regain my senses, another roar erupted from him, and his c**k throbbing inside my core made me shiver.

"s**t," he breathed out. The two o*****s seemed to have taken a toll on him; I could tell he was struggling to stay still as he now held onto my body for support. "I love feeling you come. The way your p***y squeezes is enough to make me fall apart." Not bothering to remove myself from him, I smiled, grasping his chin. "Are you feeling better now, My King?"

He laughed. "A lot better."