Rejected Omega: MM Omega Mpreg Romance (Second Chance Mates Book 1) by Max Rose

Author:Max Rose [Rose, Max]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Etopia Press
Published: 2022-11-26T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

JUSTIN

Justin was dreaming. Part of his mind was certain of it. This had all the relentless absurdity of his recent dreams, all the vibrancy, all the weight, thrill, and resonance. It had impossibilities that seemed normal and emotions heightened to the point where they threatened to drown him with their intensity.

He stood on the deck of a sailing ship. Not some modern vessel, either. It was a sailing ship straight out of distant history, something found in the Caribbean, helmed by pirates chasing Spanish gold on the high seas.

Huge masts without sails stretched into a storm-raging sky. Rain lashed the ship, pelted the deck, and soaked his clothes. The wind howled and wailed, buffeting him, sending bursts of rain against him like bullets. The wind rose and fell, mirroring the way the ship rose and fell with the angry waves. Lightning jittered across the sky like purple-white cracks in the ceiling of dark clouds.

At first, the ship seemed empty. A ghost ship? He didn’t know. He was alone on the deck as the ship surged upward into a wave and dropped sharply into a trough. Terror and exhilaration raced through his veins. His mind knew he was wet and should be shivering and miserable, but his body felt none of that.

Instead, he felt…anticipation. A strange, powerful feeling of anticipation. As if he had a second chance coming with the storm, and now was the time to seize it. The feeling wasn’t specific, but it was pervasive. It was a dream emotion smothering in its intensity.

Justin glanced down at his body, both surprised and not surprised to find that he wasn’t pregnant. His belly was flat as a board, with the shirt plastered to it by the rain. He was surprised because he knew he should be pregnant, and he was not surprised because he knew this for a dream. If this were real, he’d be cowering in the hold, hiding with the rum barrels until the storm passed or the ship sank.

Bolder now, he walked across the deck toward the stern and the wheel, drawn by a feeling that he was needed. No, not needed. Desired.

His bare feet slapped and splashed on the wet deck. Spray from violent waves filled the air, arching up over the railing and rushing upward from the bow.

Prince Richard Hargreave stood at the ship’s wheel. Joy burst inside Justin at the sight of his mate. Pure, powerful joy overwhelmed him with the feeling that things would be “right” from now on, so intense that it left him half-stunned.

Richard’s broad, muscular chest was bare. Goddess, did Justin ever miss that perfect chest. He missed the way he could make Richard growl with pleasure when he nipped and licked at Richard’s dark nipples or traced his tongue down those abdominal muscles.

The rain ran down Richard’s torso, streaming in rivulets. Richard’s dark hair was wet, blown wild by the wind. He cut a commanding figure at the helm, like a fantasy straight out of Justin’s head, strong, powerful, and imposing while lightning veined the clouds in the skies.

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