My Mate Is An Omega
My Mate Is A Virgin Chapter 25

Andromeda POV

Genevra almost stumbled when her paws landed on the ground. The blood stained her pearly white coat as it dripped from her wound and onto the snow, quickly turning it a deep shade of ruby. She was panting, our minds dizzy from the pain caused by the sudden blow. Still, she pushed through it as she lifted her head, her eyes instinctively darting at her mate. Relief washed over us the moment we realized he was unharmed. Had he taken the direct hit, his condition would certainly have been worse than ours. A fraction of a second later, hisses and growls cut through the silence as each of the huntresses lunged at the rogue, whom we had managed to push back a few feet. There was nothing he could do when the eight lynxes piled over him. By the time they were done taking care of him, there were cuts and bruises all over his body as he laid on a pool of his own blood.

"Dree..." Jasper's quiet, worried voice echoed in my head as Phoenix approached us carefully. His gaze landed on the wound in my chest. Judging by the horror in his expression, I was sure it looked bad.

"It's fine," I tried to tranquilize him. As the adrenaline died down, the pain got worse again.

"Can you walk?" Rajani was now standing by my side, her charcoal coat covered in red. Genevra tried to take a step forward, but immediately tripped. We hadn't had time to heal yet. "Screw this! Snow Pelt is only a few minutes away. I'll carry you there." Before I could protest, the black lynx laid on the ground to crawl underneath me. Once I was safely positioned on her back, she rose to her feet in a swift movement. Genevra winced as she applied pressure on her injured chest, fighting back a grunt. "This is not gonna work, Drina." My eyes landed on the other warriors, who had gone back to take the carcasses they had been carrying. "I need to walk if we wanna take all of the eight moose home. If we leave them behind, they'll be eaten before we can get back to them."

"We would only have one if it weren't for your mate, anyway. We're going back with six more than what we were expecting to have," she argued.

"Five. As long as I'm hindering you, you won't be able to carry your prey either!"

As if Phoenix was aware of our conversation, he sank his teeth on the dead moose Rajani had been carrying, using all of his strength to drag it towards my right hand. He was panting by the time he dropped the creature, but there was determination in his blueish- white eyes.

"I will, with Prince Jasper's help," she assured me. There was no point in arguing anymore.

In order to prevent other surprise attacks, the huntresses surrounded us as we marched towards the territory. It was a short, but tough journey, considering how much effort Adriana's lynx had to put into carrying both me and a one-thousand-pounds moose. I kept cursing at myself for being so reckless all the way back home, but deep down, I knew my prince's safety was worth more than a damn carcass.

As soon as we arrived at our lands, dozens of clan members were already at the borders to celebrate our return with fresh food. They started cheering the moment they spotted us in the distance, but once they realized their princess was being carried by the second-in-command, they went silent. The Queen was also there, and for the first time in a while, I noticed her expression change just a little bit. I couldn't tell if she was worried or angry though.

"What happened?" My mother immediately inquired as Rajani laid me on the snow. Phoenix soon came to our aid, helping us stand to our feet.

In the blink of an eye, Adriana shifted back to her human form. Her body was covered in both mine and the rogue's blood, but she didn't seem the least bothered by it. She simply put on the robe a servant offered her.

"The princess was attacked by a rogue lynx on the surroundings of our territory, Your Majesty." She bowed her head before my mother.

Transforming was extremely painful, but I tried my best to hide my discomfort behind a neutral face. At least it was easier to stand up in human form than animal form, though my mate still insisted on helping me by carefully wrapping one of his hands around my waist after we were both dressed.

Mom's ears twitched at my right hand's response, a sign that she was concerned. She shook it off very quickly, turning to me soon after. "How grave is the wound? Do you wish to see the clan's doctor?"

"It won't be necessary. I can clean it up in my room, it shouldn't take more than a couple hours to be completely healed." My mate's gaze on me let me know he wasn't satisfied, but he didn't argue.

"I see." She nodded before glancing at the two huntresses who had also been injured during the hunt. "Alula. Marina."

"We are fine, My Queen." The blonde girl lowered her head, and the white-haired girl mimicked her gesture. "We have just a few scratches caused by the moose's antlers."

Only then, my mother's eyes fell on the prey we had brought. A shadow of a proud smile played on her lips, but before anyone could notice, she turned to her subjects. "The Goddess and the Huntresses have blessed our clan with seven moose for the week!" She cheered.

"Goddess bless the Huntresses!" The crowd chanted in unison.

As a dozen servants approached us in animal form to carry the food we had brought to the storage, my mother walked past me. She was back to her usual stern self. "We will talk later." I sighed, knowing too well what she wanted to discuss.

"Are you sure you don't wanna let the doctor check on you?" My mate's voice caught my attention. In his eyes, I could see a mix of worry and guilt.

"Yes, Jasper. I just need to rest a little. Can we do that?" He nodded reluctantly. As I looked behind me, I found my team standing in line, their gazes locked on me. "Good job today, Huntresses. You are dismissed." They bowed their heads at me before dispersing with the crowd.

Thankfully, my prince and I weren't bothered on our way back to the Princess' Chambers. I told him where the medical supplies were kept. When he came back with everything we would need to clean the wound, he didn't need any instructions on how to take care of

it.

As I watched him disinfect the s***h across my chest, I immediately knew he had experience in the area. He wasn't as skilled as a doctor, but he had the basic knowledge of someone who had done it more than a few times. It made sense; from what he told me, his old pack had been at war with werebears for almost a year, which is why they sought an alliance with our clan. A lot of lives had been lost, and I imagine he had had to care for his own superficial wounds, and maybe even his friends', whenever they were attacked. Bothered by the silence between us as he focused on his task, I finally decided to break it. "You were great out there."

"Hm?" He slowly lifted his eyes to look at me, briefly pausing what he was doing.

"Your plan to wait for the other moose to show up. It was brilliant." I smiled as I tried to ignore the pain of the saline solution burning the wound. "Even Kindra seemed impressed."

He huffed, turning his attention back to my injury. "One thing I learned by pretending to be someone else, is that when people already expect you to fail, every little success is highly unexpected, and therefore greatly celebrated." He smirked, but I could see a hint of sadness in his expression. In the end, he sighed, pulling away the cloth he had been using to clean the blood. "The huntresses were right. I shouldn't have insisted on coming. I hate that you got hurt because of me."

"Hey, it wasn't your fault," I said honestly, trying to tranquilize him. "We deal with rogues all the time, especially when we're coming back from our hunts."

"But that one wasn't after our prey. He was after me." Of course he had already figured out the situation. He had the analytical brain of a Gamma, and I should have known he was far from being the dumb boy he used to mask himself as. "And you had to jump in to defend me, because you knew Phoenix wouldn't stand a chance."

"You're not weak, Jasper. Even if you have believed so for a long time. Protecting you was just...instinctive."

"I'm your future king. I should be the one protecting you," he argued, bringing the cloth up to my exposed chest again. "I just wish I could have done something back there."

"You can do something now, you know." I wrapped my fingers firmly around his wrist when his hand reached between my breasts. As soon as he looked at me, confused, I flashed him a mischievous smile. "The painkillers are kicking in, but you're more effective than any medicine at taking my pain away."

I could tell he was considering my proposal by the way his eyes flashed white. Seconds later, he closed them as he stood up. "Your wound has just started healing. If you overexert yourself, they might reopen."

"Are you scared of damaging me, my Prince?" I immediately rose from my seat, letting my robe fall to the floor. I followed right after him, letting one of my arms snake around his stomach to hold him in place as I pressed my naked breasts against his back. Bringing my free hand up to his face, I forced him to turn to me. "Do I look frail to you?"

"Not at all, my Princess," he promptly replied. His lips were so close to mine, I could already feel his taste. "It's just not in my plans to hurt you twice in the same morning."

"You'll hurt me if you refuse me."

"You do enjoy cornering me, don't you?" A low growl reverberated in his throat. It made heat pool between my legs.

"I'd say it's become a habit." I chuckled.

In a rough movement, he got rid of his own robe and used his werewolf speed to pin me against the wall. He dove his nose into the crook of my neck, groaning as he inhaled my scent. Lowering his head, he let his tongue leisurely travel along my collarbone, his teeth grazing against my skin. As soon as the first moan left my lips, I felt his hard member poke my stomach.

"Fine," he breathed out. "But if you start bleeding again, I won't have the courage to mate with you again for another week."

"Are all wolves this dramatic?" I rolled my eyes at him, smiling.

"No. That's just me." He smirked.

Allowing me no time to think, he pushed my legs apart with his as he placed a hand on the small of my back to both pull me closer and offer me support. Without warning, he inserted a finger inside of my already wet p***y. The sudden intrusion made me arch my back, pressing my breasts harder against his chest, as another moan left my mouth. I thought he would be gentle like he had been every time, but he was fast from the start, stroking my walls mercilessly. It seemed like I had finally awakened his beast, and I didn't regret it one bit.

His mouth continued to explore my shoulders, sucking and kissing as it traveled along my skin, while his index finger worked on my core. He took me to another level of pleasure when his thumb joined the fun, teasing my clit with tenderness. Not even a second late, his lips moved to one of my breasts, capturing my n****e between them. f**k, he was pressing all of the right buttons. Was it ironic that a virgin princess had been paired with a s*x god? Yes, probably. But Goddess, I loved it.

I could feel the flames growing inside of me as I neared ecstasy. He slid another finger inside of me, thrusting deeper each time. I was close. So close.

And then, he pulled out of me, leaving me with an emptiness that sent me from one hundred to zero.

"f**k, Jasper!" I complained, squeezing my thighs together as I searched for any kind of comfort. He chuckled before crashing his mouth against mine. I could feel his smile even with my eyes closed.

"So eager, my Princess," he whispered again. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I wanna use a different tool to take you there."

Before I could protest, my mate lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bed, showering my skin with kisses along the way. After he carefully laid me down on the mattress, I waited for him to climb on top of me. When he didn't, I opened my eyes to find him standing by the edge of the bed.

"Like I said, I don't wanna risk reopening your wound." Despite his clarification, I had a feeling he had second intentions. My suspicions were confirmed when he licked his lips hungrily as he pulled me by my thighs, causing his d**k to rub against my clit. "Fast or slow?"

"Do you really need an answer?" A sassy smirk lit up my face.

He mimicked my expression. "Fast it is then."

He swiftly moved his hips away a little to position himself right between my legs. Our lust-filled voices sounded together as his delicious c**k reached deep into my womb, filling the emptiness in the exact way I had been craving. Staying true to his promise, he only allowed me a moment to adjust to his presence before he started pummeling my core.

On one hand, it was weird not having the pressure of his weight and his warmth over me. I also couldn't deny that I missed his expert mouth. On the other hand, I could feel him even deeper in this position. With each thrust, I thought he would tear my insides, and the feeling was heavenly.

Jasper's fingers dug into my thighs as his own pleasure made him lose control. His legs started shaking, making his movements grow sloppier, but he kept going faster and faster. Already warmed by our foreplay, I felt my o****m coming again, and I swore to the Goddess I would rip my mate's head off if he dared pull out of me once more. Luckily for him, he didn't.

My final moan echoed through the room as I reached my climax. He continued to f**k me for a few more seconds, intensifying my pleasure, until his loud roar muffled my sounds. His d**k throbbed repeatedly as he released spurt after spurt of his seed inside of me, making me see stars. He remained unmoving as we both waited for our waves of pleasure to be over. At last, he reluctantly pulled away to drop beside me on the bed, still panting as he faced the roof. "How's the wound?" he asked.

"Healing."

His pale blue eyes looked more vivid as he turned to face me. "And you?"

"Better than ever," I replied with a smirk.

Even after our release, the pull urged me to be near him. I leaned closer slowly, ready to press my lips against him, but before I could, a voice rang inside my head, causing my eyes to cloud over. "Andromeda." It was my mother. "I have decided to call an urgent meeting. We are waiting for you at the forum."