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Chapter 9 by iamdude iamdude

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Alex feels something is off

Breastfeeding had become a nightly ritual at the house. Jackson would latch on while Rebekah slowly masturbated him. Tonight Jackson slept in his own room. And it was still his room! Alex marveled at that for a moment, recalling his co-workers envy as he looked in on his wife and step-son.

Alex had chosen to stay in his own room rather than switch with Alex for the master bedroom. This was a bit unusual for Alphas that remained at home. Even with Alphas that respected and encouraged their parents continuing relationship they tended to move into the biggest bedroom unless they were planning on moving out. But Jackson was content to stay where he was.

His bedroom hadn’t really changed since becoming an Alpha either. Or well, it had, but it was subtle. Like most teenagers Jackson had the requisite posters of bikini-clad babes on his wall. He still did, but now the posters tended towards the mature type. Nothing out of the ordinary in Queen’s River of course, but they were all authority figures. Looking sultry at the camera, scantily clad, but not as sex-kittens but as women in control. One of the local university professors, but holding a ruler in an almost threatening way. A cop, cleavage spilling out of her blouse, her ass looking great in very skimpy hot pants, but holding cuffs as if she was about to make an arrest.

And then in bed, Jackson cuddled up against his mother, sucking feverishly at her nipples as she slowly jerked his cock and whispered in his ear. A beautiful sight to be sure; a cute bonding moment between a mother and her son. But with her leg over his, her hand behind his head, cradling him against her, it looked like she owned him rather than the other way around. A cougar with her cub, rather than an Alpha with his Beta.

Alex shook his head. ‘I’m imagining things,’ he told himself. Outside of the bedroom Jackson had very firmly taken charge. Helping with groceries, and the family finances. He did all of his chores without any backtalk the moment his mother asked him too… there was something wrong with that sentence but Alex couldn’t quite grasp it. ‘I mean, he’s clearly a leader,' Alex thought. The kid had planned the latest river clean-up program in the nearby Stiltonville, which was outside of the OZ borders and much less organized. Who would do that if not an Alpha? Clearly he had no problems running things and being in command. His sexual preferences were surely his business.

‘So why do I feel uneasy…’ he wondered.

“Aaaah… mommy…!” Jackson groaned as he started to cum, his balls contracting as he cock spewed his load all over his mother’s hand.

“Good boy,” Rebekah purred. “That’s it… let it all out for mommy,” she stroked him softly until he was all done, bringing her hand to her mouth and licking it clean before grabbing a washcloth and cleaning her son’s crotch.

‘Another Alpha might have grabbed his mother and **** her to clean his cock with her mouth,’ Alex thought. ‘But Rebekah never liked doing that. What a thoughtful boy he is’ Or was he? Alex couldn’t quite shake the thought that something was very wrong in his house.

Rebekah stood up from the bed, kissing Jackson on the forehead and tucking him in. ‘19 and tucked in by his mommy,’ Alex mused for a moment.

“He’s so cute,” Rebekah said fondly as she looked at Jackson who’d fallen asleep almost immediately. “Let’s go to bed, baby. The services of that very talented tongue of yours are required, you know how horny I get from Jackson’s feeding."

Alex smiled. It's not that their sex life before Jackson became Alpha was bad, far from it. But when he told his co-workers he still had sex with her he wasn't being entirely honest. He was having more. A lot more. Something about being with Jackson had kickstarted Rebekah’s libido. And he hadn't even modded her apart from the milk!

But after she started having sex with her son, Rebekah had been horny all the time. She was very commanding with him too, but that didn’t bother him at all. Almost any time they were together either his dick or his tongue was inside of her. He’d even been thinking about asking Jackson to mod him so he could better keep up with her.

But that wasn’t exactly a diplomatic thing to say at the office when most of his Beta colleagues were lucky to only occasionally.... well… get lucky.

Yup, he was supremely lucky, he thought as his wife pushed him onto the bed and sat on his face.


“Dear?” he started, hesitantly.

“Yes?” Rebekah sighed dreamily, cuddling up against her husband. ‘It’d been worth marrying him just for that tongue alone,’ she thought.

“Do you think Jackson is uhm… how do I put this… taking charge enough? As an Alpha I mean?”

“You are so sweet to worry about him,” Rebekah responded, smiling, placing a kiss on his chest. “But I think he is. Does all of his chores promptly; I never have to remind him after telling him. And remember when I told him about how filthy the river in Stiltonville had gotten? He barely needed me to coordinate the whole clean-up program. I honestly don’t know any other teen who’s so well behaved.”

“Right… right but…”

“Is this about the video games?” Rebekah giggled. “As long as he does all of his chores, his homework and stuff, let him play with his games and his friends. You’re only young once, Alex.”

“You’re right of course, just overthinking things.”

“You’re always so thoughtful baby, I love that about you. But don’t worry. I'm taking good care of Jackson. He’ll be a model Alpha, just like his father. But I am happy he’s not completely serious. He’s still a kid, he should have fun too.”

‘But that’s not it,’ Alex thought, the tiredness of the day slowly taking him over. ‘It’s not about having fun or not it’s about… decisions and who makes them. It’s the difference between doing chores because your mom tells you and either acting or ordering someone to act on things that need doing... '

“Just relax, Alex. You’re overthinking. We’re all happy aren’t we?”

“Yeah… I’m just tired I guess. Seeing things…”

“Then sleep baby, sleep.” Rebekah kissed him again as he nodded off.

“Well… fuck,” she muttered.

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