The Stained Omega by Elle T Jefferson

Halloween.

(Anna)

Halloween has to be the worst time of year, for a solid week Thomas and Aurora have been all hopped up on candy. Just when I think I’ve got a handle on it Fraction is handing out more sugary goodness, I can tell you this; the world does not need a six year and a four year old on a sugar high.

“Hold still,” I should a wriggling Thomas as I try to get the pumpkin stalk to balance on his head.

“I don’t want to be a pumpkin, Andre is going as a Gun Slinger!” Nomad’s new favourite thing is to compare everything I do to his best friend Andre’s.

“And if Ander’s jumped off a bridge, would you?” To my horror he actually stops and thinks, “the answer is no Thomas.” I hear a chuckle from behind me and see Fraction leaning against the door frame to Thomas’s room.

“And what are you meant to be?” Fraction is wearing a pair of Levi’s that are riding so low on his hips I know he’s not wearing anything underneath and nothing else. His chiseled chest and broad shoulders. are on display for anyone and everyone to see.

“I’m an Alpha.” Fraction declares spreading his arms wide.

“Why can’t I be an Alpha! I want to be an Alpha!” Thomas starts squirming again as I try to pull the bottom of the pumpkin below hist little tushy.

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“Thanks for that,” I snap at Fraction, it only annoys me more as he smirks at me.

“Little man, hold still for you momma.” Thankfully the father tone seems to do the trick and Thomas is finally dressed and ready for the cuting.

“Ok, be free.” I give him a little push and he scatters the second I do, ast he runs past Fraction I don’t miss the candy bar he gets handed..

“All his teeth are going to rot away,” I tell Fraction once we are alone.

much little momma.” Fraction tells me as he walks into the room and pulls me into his chest. Now that I am close I can see some kind of oily substance on him, poking him with a finger I can feel a thin layer of grease al over

ask him while sniffing

my head, “you best get ready the kids are dying to get into

just laughs as he strolls out of the room leaving me alone

bedroom, when I open the door I burst out laughing. I laugh so hard I have to grab hold of

look at Eliza again, “what the hell are you wearing?” I actually snort as I take in her full b*dy

Eliza stamps her fur

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try to stop laughing but each time I look at

her hands on her hips but her costume is so

when you’re done laughing

to look at her without laughing, I manage but

wave my hand up and down

this polyester monstrosity. What’s your costume?” I walk over to the cupboard but part of me doesn’t want to take it

bad.” Eliza narrows her eyes at

I’m actually going to murder you,” I put a hand over

me, I swear if looks could turn a person to stone

the floor and go to open the garment bag holding my costume.

to take you shopping, mom bras are not S**y.”

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elaborate than I thought, I manage to get the garter belt, stockings and skirt on but I start to struggle when I get to the

plead with

come and unzip me so I can use my hands,” stepping from around the door I watch Eliza look me up and down. She doesn’t say anything although I can see the annoyance all over her face. Patrick really messed up this one, “turn around.” I tell her as I drop the corset on the bed. Once Eliza’s hands are free she picks up the corset and undoes the ties until it’s