The Hawk of Hydra - Chapter 3
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Summary: Omega verse. Years ago, Alpha Commander Clint Barton was lured and seduced by the Black Widow. Hawkeye now seeks revenge by kidnapping the Avengers team to claim an Omega Natasha Romanov as his own.
Hawkeye adjusts to life with his new omega, but things aren't what he expected them to be.
Hawkeye moved Natasha to his secluded house on the coast with a bevy of servants at their disposal.
Her scent disrupted too many, and between a group of amped up Hydra alphas fighting over Tony Stark and a long denied omega now allowed to freely satisfy a heat, Barton was getting nothing accomplished.
He left Rumlow with specific instructions on what to do with Barnes and Stark, and informed his superiors he would return after a week.
The Commander said it was for training, but that was a lie. He wanted Natasha all to himself, not trusting his fellow colleagues when it came to his newly acquired omega.
The first few days were a blur of christening every room in the house. The servants brought food when they didn’t emerge from his bedroom for almost 24 hours, a red flag on his part he chose to ignore, among other responsibilities.
Plans of revenge and the Avengers were no longer a priority, keeping his omega satisfied was his only desire.
She was finally leveling out, sleeping more to recoup the energy she exerted. The morning of his impending departure, Clint held her close, not ready to be apart from his mate yet. He wondered how Natasha would handle the separation.
Barton slipped out of bed and dressed.
The table was set for two and breakfast was waiting when he walked in the dining room. He ate quickly, famished from skipping meals to satisfy an omega at her peak heat.
Panic suddenly flared in his chest and he dropped his fork with a clatter. Laura, a kitchen beta, rushed over but he waved her off. It took a moment to recognize the feeling of Natasha waking up without him.
A sense of relief washed over him and a naked omega rushed into the room and in his arms.
“I thought you left without saying goodbye.” She nuzzled his neck, clinging tightly.
It took a moment to distinguish her anxiety from his.
“I would not leave without giving you instructions.” He swept the hair from her face and sat them at the table, making her comfortable on his lap.
“I don’t want you to go.”
Hawkeye didn’t want to leave. He wanted to finish his breakfast off of her naked body and carry his prize back to their room.
He held the fork for her, enthralled with watching her eat. She happily let him, her movements slow and sensuous.
Laura brushed up against him while collecting his dirty plates. Natasha bristled.
“Thank you, Laura.” Baron quickly dismissed, cupping Natasha’s chin and stroking her jaw with his thumb, trying to keep her attention focused on him.
She shot Laura a glare when the beta didn’t move fast enough.
“Leave the rest for later.” He shooed her away. He did not want his omega agitated this morning.
Natasha didn’t like the servants too close, he was quickly learning. She snarled at the butler, Phil, yesterday when helping him dress.
“Pay her no mind.” He fed her a slice of fruit. “She is doing her job, she means nothing. You are what is important.”
Natasha let the juice from the mango drip down into her cleavage. Hawkeye followed the path with his eyes first then his tongue.
He leaned in and sucked on her pouty, bottom lip. It was getting more and more difficult to say no to her.
She ran her hands down his chest and began to unbutton his shirt.
His superiors were not going to be happy when he called in.
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