My kisses trail lower, down his stomach. Summer’s abs are delicately but pleasantly defined, a faint grid of muscle beneath smooth skin. Below, his fully hard cock juts from his smoothly shaved groin, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. For an omega, he’s thick, and I lavish his shaft with kisses before moving to his balls, soft and pink. Then Summer lifts his legs, offering me full access to his entrance.
Slowly, I slide my fingers into his scorching depths, where waves of crimson and orange energy pulse out like a whirling vortex, pulling me in, beckoning.
I find his prostate, and the sudden press sends a violent wave of purple energy surging across Summer’s stomach, coiling upward toward his head.
He gasps, breath ragged. "Yeah…"
I drag his thighs over mine, wrapping an arm around his waist. With a slow, almost lazy motion, I slide into his slick heat, summoning me with scarlet warmth. We merge, our nervous systems twining into one. Summer’s true essence floods me, impossible to hide in this deep union. Beneath his shapeshifter’s form, I see it gleaming light violet.
I lift his hips in unhurried movements, impaling him on me as he leans against my shoulders. We move slowly, each thrust swelling with energy and color, weaving above our heads into a spiraling pillar of light. Our breaths sync, our skin’s heat blends.
I feel Summer’s openness to me, to my energy. I know exactly when the moment crests in him, when readiness spikes like a surging flame. He tilts his head, and his scent gland flares, as if someone poured liquid gold over his skin, shimmering, calling to me.
I tilt my head back, feeling my mating fangs press against my gums from within, a sharp sting, and they pierce through, blood tingling on my tongue like a musical crescendo, bright and biting.
Summer lets out a long, melodic mating call, his body ready to accept the claim, and… my teeth sink into his gland.
In a fraction of a second…
Everything explodes.
Our bodies nearly levitate, energy erupting like a golden storm, swelling through our nervous systems, drowning us in ecstasy. It all unfurls, a burst of dazzling light, a symphony of color spraying outward like a firework display.
For the first time in my life, I’ve marked an omega. From now on, we’re a mated pair.
Our Bond will only deepen and strengthen.
As I taste him on my lips, I have this silly thought: maybe soon the time will come when I drop the suppressants. Nothing can tear us apart now. Or so I hope.
SUMMER
I open my eyes. It’s morning, but the room is still dim, and I realize I’m lying in Snow’s bedroom.
His muscular, tattooed arm is draped across my waist. A sudden, almost wild rush of excitement runs through me. Finally, I did it… I broke through.
I lift my hand to my neck and find the bite mark, already healed, just the way it usually is.
Carefully, I slip out from under his arm without waking him and slide off the bed. On tiptoe, I gather my clothes and head for the door.
I get dressed by the doorway and step outside.
The sun is just beginning to rise above the horizon, a light morning chill brushing over me and clearing my head. I take off in a mad sprint, racing down toward the beach by the lake.
Once I’m there, I strip again and dive straight into the water. The cool rush is a blessing.
I swim like a man possessed, carving circles, reveling in the sheer motion of my body, in the freedom of pushing forward, breaking through the water’s surface, diving into its blue depths.
My Fate, there are so many small joys in this world. So much beauty, and yet I let myself get tangled up in negativity, focusing on things that never really mattered.
I burst out of the water and catch sight of a figure standing on the sand. It’s Snow, watching me with that familiar crooked smile of his.
"Good morning, Summer. Beautiful day."
"It really is."
I walk out onto the shore, completely naked. Snow’s eyes flick down to the mark on my neck for just a moment before lifting back to mine.
I smile.
