Chapter 6
Harveste's heat ended just as quickly as it had begun, the Kings seed having taken root already, and Tom had been ridiculously smug and possessive.
Now he was leading him toward the council room to announce their mating and the impending birth of another heir, and Harveste was a nervous wreck, his heart racing and palms sweaty. He had gained the respect of the council but he was still scared they would see him as unworthy, a lowborn Omega with no experience.
"You have nothing to worry about, my little Omega." Tom murmured, his eyes dark and intent.
Harveste blushed and nodded, his lips curving into a small, shy smile, and he couldn't help but lean in closer, the Alpha's scent calming him, and he closed his eyes, a soft sigh escaping him.
"There you are." Tom chuckled, and Harveste opened his eyes, his cheeks flaming as he saw the council members standing there, their expressions curious.
"Council Members, I have an announcement." Tom announced, his arm wrapping around Harveste's waist and pulling him close, his hand resting on his belly. "Last night, I claimed and mated this Omega. Harveste has proven to be a great asset to the kingdom and has shown a great amount of care and dedication to the wellbeing of my son, Prince Thomas. He is also carrying another heir and will become my Consort."
Silence rang throughout the room for a moment before the Council members began clapping, their faces filled with joy and excitement, and Harveste couldn't help but blush, his heart swelling and he bit his lip, trying to contain his smile.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"Thank you. You will treat Harveste as you would me, with respect and deference. He will be Queen once we are formally married and has already shown himself to be a caring and compassionate individual and has my full trust and respect. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Good. Now, onto the business of the day." Tom smirked, his hand gently rubbing Harveste's belly as he guided him towards his seat, and Harveste sat, his eyes wide and heart racing as Tom summoned a servant to fetch Prince Thomas.
"Now, for the reason why I've called this meeting. Aside from the announcement I wish for the marriage ceremony to take place as soon as possible."
"Your Majesty, are you sure? There are a lot of preparations and details that must be worked out. A Royal wedding takes months of planning."
"I am aware, but I wish for the ceremony to be next week at the latest."
"Next week?!"
"Yes."
"Your Majesty-"
"No. Next week."
"As you wish, Your Majesty."
"Thank you." Tom smiled and took a seat, his lips curving into a proud, happy smile. "Now, let's discuss the wedding arrangements. I have some ideas."
The door opened and the prince was carried in by the maid he'd been entrusted with for the morning, the baby dressed in a red velvet outfit and he looked adorable, and he squealed happily as he laid eyes on Harveste, wiggling and squirming, his little hands reaching for him.
"Oh, you little darling." Harveste laughed and took the baby from the maid, his eyes bright and happy as the baby snuggled close, his little hands clinging to him. "How are you, little one? Are you hungry?"
"Ahhhh!" The prince giggled, his lips parting and a happy burble escaping him.
"That sounds like a yes, my prince. Let's get you fed, shall we?" He smiled and cradled the baby in his arms, his finger gently wiping the drool from his lips, and he kissed the baby's cheek before opening his gown and feeding him, his eyes closing as the little ones mouth latched onto his nipple, his mouth suckling and swallowing greedily.
The council members easily ignored it, the sight and sound a common occurrence, and the meeting began, the details of the wedding being discussed.
A soft knock at the door interrupted them and the doors opened, the King's Captain of the guard striding inside.
"What is it?"
"I'm sorry to interrupt, Your Majesty, but I have urgent news."
"Well?"
"A messenger has just arrived from the Northern Palace."
Toms gaze sharpened and his lips pressed together.
"What did they want?"
"They said that Lady Bellatrix has escaped and has been spotted heading south. It's rumored she is making her way to the palace."
"Escaped?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. She received help from her family we believe. A carriage was seen leaving the northern palace the same time the Lady disappeared."
"What?! How did this happen?" Tom demanded, his eyes flashing.
"I'm not sure, Your Majesty."
"Send word to the King's Guard, I want every exit, road, and town checked and searched. I want her found and brought back, is that understood?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." The guard bowed and strode out, his face set and jaw clenched.
"Tom..." Harveste murmured, his arms tightening around the baby, and Tom turned, his gaze softening as he saw the frightened look on his mate's face.
"Shh, it's alright, little Omega. No one is going to hurt you. I'll have my guards escort you and the prince to our chambers."
"But what about the council meeting?"
"It can wait. We'll continue tomorrow. This is more important." Tom murmured and kissed him softly, his eyes dark and intent, and he stood, gesturing for the servants to come forward.
"Take them to my chambers and have the maids bring food and drink. I want additional guards placed at the door."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Be careful, my little Omega." Tom murmured, kissing his forehead and Harveste nodded, his fingers clinging to his.
"Please, be safe."
"I will. I'll see you soon."
Harveste nodded, his gaze worried, and he let go, allowing the servants to escort him out of the council room, and Tom sighed, his shoulders tense and hands clenched into fists.
'Damn it, Bellatrix. You'll regret coming back.'
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The next week passed in a flurry of meetings, gown fittings, and wedding preparations.
Tom was tense and frustrated, his eyes dark and jaw clenched as he listened to the plans for the ceremony.
The King's Guard had been unsuccessful in finding Bellatrix and she had somehow managed to enter the city without being seen.
Tom sighed and ran his hand through his hair, his gaze moving to the window and the setting sun.
The ceremony was to take place the next day, and his nerves were frayed. He wanted nothing more than to spend the night with his little Omega, his sweet, precious mate, and hold him close, his hand resting on his soft belly where his child was growing.
He knew he would have to wait though. Tradition dictated that they not see each other before the ceremony, and the servants would be busy preparing Harveste for the Wedding.
He sighed and rubbed his face, his jaw clenched and teeth bared. He was angry and frustrated, and all he wanted was to hold his little mate in his arms and keep him and their child safe.
"Your Majesty."
"What is it?" He snapped, his eyes flashing, and he sighed when the guard flinched and he pinched the bridge of his nose. "I apologize, I'm just stressed."
"Of course, Your Majesty. I have news."
"News?"
"We've received word from the King's Guard. They've captured Bellatrix."
"When? And how?!" He demanded, standing up and his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging into his palms.
"About an hour ago, and it seems she was disguised as a man. They caught her trying to enter the palace."
"Where is she?"
"In the dungeons, Your Majesty."
"Good. Tell the guard not to let her out of their sight. I'll deal with her myself."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The guard bowed and left, and Tom took a deep breath, his body relaxing as a vicious smirk curved his lips.
'Bellatrix. You won't hurt my little Omega and you'll die for trying.'
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The day had finally arrived, and Harveste couldn't stop smiling.
His gown was stunning, made of white silk with flowing off the shoulder sleeves, the bodice embroidered with silver flowers and pearls. His hair was pinned up and curled, a delicate tiara placed on his head, and he couldn't help but smile as he looked at his reflection.
"You look beautiful, Your Highness." Lady Narcissa Malfoy complimented.
"Thank you." He murmured shyly, taking the bouquet of white roses from her, and she smiled, her hand coming up and squeezing his shoulder.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes. I am."
"Good. The king will be waiting."
Harveste nodded, his heart racing and butterflies filling his stomach, and he took a deep breath, following her out of the room and into the hall.
The castle was quiet, the servants and guests already been waiting in the royal gardens where the ceremony was taking place, and he couldn't help but smile as they walked, his eyes bright and excited.
"Are you ready?" Lady Narcissa asked softly, and he nodded, taking a deep breath and following her into the gardens.
His breath caught and eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. The gardens were stunning, decorated with garlands of flowers and ribbons, petals floating in the air, the scent of roses and lilies surrounding him.
The crowd stood on either side of the aisle, their faces filled with joy, and a choir began singing, the music rising, and Harveste's gaze moved to the end of the aisle, his heart fluttering and breath hitching as he saw the King standing there, his face calm and eyes dark and intense.
"I-I..."
"Go. Your King awaits."
Harveste nodded and took a deep breath, his gaze moving back to the King and his heart stuttered as he carefully started walking down the aisle, his footsteps measured and slow, and he couldn't help but flush as people started to murmur and whisper, the words of awe and wonder filling his ears.
"So beautiful."
"How gorgeous!"
"My, look at the dress."
"What a sweet face."
"He'll make a beautiful Queen."
Harveste bit his lip and his cheeks flushing even more as he neared the end of the aisle, the King's eyes never leaving him, and he couldn't help but gasp as Tom stepped forward, his hand holding his, and he smiled, his eyes sparkling.
"You're so beautiful." Tom murmured, his thumb stroking the back of his hand, and he gently squeezed, his gaze softening. "I've been waiting for you, my love."
"So have I." Harveste whispered, his gaze moving to the priest and back to the King.
"Today we are gathered here to witness the marriage of His Majesty King Thomas Marvolo Riddle and his Omega Harveste Lilianna Potter."
Harveste tuned out the priest's words, his gaze focused on the King, and his heart fluttered as the priest finished the ceremony and declared them married, their lips meeting in a soft, tender kiss, and he couldn't help but melt against the King, his arms wrapping around him, and he sighed, his eyes closing as Tom pulled him closer, the scent of his Alpha enveloping him.
"I love you, little Omega." Tom murmured, his nose nuzzling his bonding gland, rumbling as the scent of milk and honey filled his senses.
"I love you too." Harveste smiled, his cheeks flushing and eyes shining.
"Come, my Queen, it's time to feast."
"As you wish, Your Majesty."
Tom smirked and led him back towards the castle, the cheers and claps of the guests surrounding them.
The ceremony was over, the bond complete and now the party could begin.
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Later, after the feast was over and the guests had retired for the night, Harveste found himself alone with the King in their bedchamber, his body trembling and cheeks flushed as his Alpha stripped him of his wedding gown.
"Beautiful. So, so beautiful." Tom murmured, his fingertips tracing over the swell of the Omega's breasts, his nipples swollen and rosy, and he groaned, his hands cupping and squeezing the soft flesh, his thumbs flicking and pinching the stiff, sensitive peaks.
"Ah! Oh Tom..." Harveste mewled, his head thrown back and chest heaving, his cheeks flushed and eyes closed.
"Look at you, my little Omega. So beautiful and ripe. Giving me such a wonderful gift." Tom murmured, his lips trailing down the Omega's chest, and he swirled his tongue around the swollen, pink nipple, his mouth sucking and lips smirking as sweet milk hit his tongue, and he groaned, his teeth grazing and gently biting the sensitive nub.
"Ah!"
"That's right, little one. Come for me." Tom murmured, his hand cupping the Omega's cunt, his fingers teasing and rubbing his clit, and the Omega cried out, his hips rocking and legs trembling, and Tom growled, his hands gripping the Omega's hips and lifting him up, his fingers teasing the wet, silky folds.
"Tom, please... Please, I need you, please."
"As you wish, little one." Tom murmured, his cock throbbing and pre-cum leaking from the slit, as he teasingly rubbed his cockhead between the slick, pink folds, and he groaned deeply, his hips thrusting and cock sinking into the Omega's wet heat, the tight, gripping flesh squeezing and rippling around him.
"Fuck, little one. You're so fucking tight." He growled, his hands gripping the Omega's thighs, and his cock pulsed and twitched inside him, and his eyes widened as the little Omega came, his walls clamping and rippling around him, a gush of slick soaking him, and he smirked, pulling out and slamming back in, his pace fast and hard, the sound of their coupling filling the room.
"Oh, gods... Ah! Oh, gods, please, Tom, please!" Harveste cried, his nails digging into the Alpha's shoulders, his head thrown back and his cheeks damp with tears.
"Shh, it's okay, little one. I've got you." Tom murmured, his hips continuing their pace, his cock pounding into the little Omega's tight cunt, the wet, gripping heat squeezing and rippling around him.
Harveste whimpered, his chest heaving and toes curling, and his inner walls clamped and fluttered, another orgasm washing over him, and he moaned and cried out as Tom fucked him through it, his cock pulsing and twitching inside him.
"Fuck. That's right, little one. Come for me." Tom growled, his grip on the Omega's hips tightening and his pace increasing, his cock plunging in deeper, his tip rubbing against the Omega's cervix, and Harveste cried out, his legs tightening around his waist and nails digging into his skin, the sensation sending him over the edge.
Tom growled, his knot swelling and catching, and he panted, teeth bared as the little Omega's cunt squeezed him tightly, and he grunted, his hips rocking and thrusting, his cock pulsing and twitching.
Harveste whined and squirmed, his body tensing and his eyes widening as he felt the Alpha's release coating his insides, the heat and wetness overwhelming, and he trembled and shook, his legs squeezing the Alpha's waist, his arms wrapping around his shoulders and holding him close.
"That's it, little one. You did so well." Tom murmured, his hand stroking the Omega's hair, and he kissed him softly, his lips caressing and nipping, and he gently tugged on the Omega's bottom lip, his tongue slipping in and exploring.
Harveste moaned and his eyes closed, his body limp and exhausted, his mind foggy, and he couldn't help but whine softly as the Alpha pulled back, the kiss ending far too soon, and Tom chuckled, his arms wrapping around him, his nose nuzzling into the Omega's neck, breathing in the scent of milk and honey.
"Are you alright, little one?"
"Mmhmm." Harveste mumbled sleepily, his body relaxed and sated, his head falling to the side and baring his neck.
"That's my good little Omega. Sleep, little one, I'll take care of you." Tom whispered, his lips brushing against the bonding gland, and he closed his eyes, a soft sigh escaping him as the Omega snuggled closer, his breathing evening out, his scent soothing and relaxing.
His little Omega was finally his, and the thought made his chest tighten, and a wave of protectiveness washed over him.
He would do everything he could to keep his little Omega and his son safe.
Nothing would harm his family.
"Sleep well, my sweet little one."
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Harveste took to pregnancy like a swan to water. His hair grew thicker and shinier, his skin glowing and his scent changing, the smell of milk and honey growing thick and rich.
It was intoxicating, and Tom found himself craving the little Omega's scent and touch, his cock always half-hard and ready to fuck and knot him. And his sweet little mate was just as insatiable.
"Ah! Oh, gods, Tom!" Harveste cried, his hips rocking and cunt dripping, the scent of milk and honey surrounding him.
"That's it, little one. Take me in." Tom murmured, his cock plunging into the Omega's tight heat, and he grunted, his grip on the Omega's hips tightening, his nails digging into his skin.
"More, please, Tom, more!" He mewled, pressing his hips back as he clutched at the stone pillar in front of him, his body arching and breasts swaying, the sound of his ass slapping against his Alpha's hips echoing through the hall.
Neither of them had been able to wait to reach their rooms, and Tom had pulled the little Omega into the first alcove he could find, his cock already hard and pulsing, and now he had him pinned against a pillar, dress rucked up over his hips and his cock driving in deep and hard.
"You're so wet, little one. I can feel your juices dripping down your thighs." Tom growled, his hands coming up and roughly grabbing the Omega's breasts, massaging them through his bodice, and Harveste whimpered and whined, his head falling back and hips rocking.
"More, please, more!"
"Beg for it, little one. Beg for my cock." Tom hissed, his hands sliding down and tenderly cradling his swollen belly, his palm rubbing the taut skin, and Harveste shuddered, his eyes closing and his breath hitching as the Alpha's hand dipped between his thighs and began rubbing his clit through the fabric of his gown, his movements rough and harsh, and he sobbed, his hips jerking and cunt clenching around the Alpha's length.
"Tom, please, please, I need more. Please, give me more. Please!" He begged, his cheeks flushed and lips parted, his eyes wide and pleading, and Tom smirked, his hand reaching up and wrapping around the Omega's throat, his grip gentle but firm, and he grunted, his hips snapping and pace increasing, his cock pounding into the tight, wet heat.
"Take it, little one. Take my cock."
Harveste whined and rocked his hips back, his inner walls squeezing and milking the Alpha's cock, and his body trembled, his thighs shaking and toes curling, his orgasm rushing over him, his release gushing and flooding out of him, dripping down his legs and puddling on the floor.
Tom groaned, his knot swelling and catching on the little Omega's entrance, and he panted, his eyes dark and intense as the little Omega continued to squeeze and ripple around him, his own release spilling deep into the Omega's womb, and he hissed, his teeth biting the Omega's shoulder.
"Fuck, little one." He grunted, his cock continuing to pulse and throb, his seed flooding the Omega's tight cunt, his hand rubbing his swollen stomach, and his lips curved into a proud, smug smirk as he felt his child kick, and he rumbled, his lips pressing kisses and nipping the little Omega's bonding gland.
"I love you." Harveste murmured dreamily, his voice soft and content, and he hummed, his eyes closed and a happy smile on his face.
"I love you too, my precious little one." Tom murmured, his tone loving and sincere, his gaze soft and tender as he carefully lowered them to the floor and arranging them so that the little Omega was sitting on his lap, his head resting on his chest, his arms wrapped around him, his hands gently cradling the Omega's belly, his palms rubbing the stretched skin.
"Rest, little one."
"Mm..." Harveste mumbled, his nose nuzzling the Alpha's bonding gland, and he breathed deeply, his mind and body relaxing as his Alpha's scent enveloped him.
Tom smiled and hummed softly, his arms wrapping around the little Omega and holding him close, his head resting on top of the Omega's, and he closed his eyes, allowing the feeling of warmth and contentment wash over him.
His family was safe and healthy, and that was all that mattered.