She stopped in knee-deep water. “Kavin?” Her sudden anger was subsiding, being replaced by fascination and a hint of fear. “What are you talking about?”
“When your temper flares,kralovna. When you get angry and strike out.” I took three more giant strides, and lifted her naked body up, pressing her against me while she struggled slightly, shocked. “You flush with your emotions. It makes your scent much stronger. It makes me want to piss you off every day just to watch these precious breasts of yours go bright pink.”
I lifted her up so that my face was in line with the part I was referring to, and took one of those pert nipples into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue and teeth while she smacked me across the shoulders.
“Let me down!” I dropped her, laughing again. She stood, backing up even more, pushing her salt-water dampened hair out of her face. “I don’t like being made fun of.”
“I wasn’t making fun,” I said, staring down into her narrowed sapphire eyes. “I was laughing at myself. For being such an Alpha.”
“You’re not all that Alpha,” she teased, skipping away to the very edge of the water.
“I was angry,” I admitted, letting a little of my Alpha growl into my tone. “Angry that Altair got to touch you. That you want Thorn, that Icarus came back smelling like you, slick all over his hands. Angry at the fucking ocean that’s now tasted you today, when I haven’t.”
She stopped stock-still and dissolved into laughter. “You’re right, Kavin,” she said when she had collected herself. “That is worth laughing at.”
Her obvious joy ignited something in my soul. And not just mine.
She was looking out at the water toward me, so she couldn’t see what had taken place behind her. When her laughter rang out, every Alpha—even Thorn—emerged from where they were to listen.
Who could blame them? When the one you want more than anything in the world, more than your next breath, laughs like the Goddess must have when She created the world, you would drop everything and listen, and praise Her for the miracle of this woman.
I nodded to Thorn and Icarus, who watched from the shadows just inside the hut. Under the shade of a palm, Altair lazed naked on their clothing. All three Alphas’ eyes were fixed on Roya like she was their next meal, their prey, and their salvation wrapped up in one. Deliberately, Altair lifted his hand and licked her flavor off his fingers.
Fuck. I wanted to lick my fingers and taste her. “Please, Roya. Let me taste you, too.”
Roya smirked. “No, I’m good. Altair took care of me.” She began to turn away, walking out of the surf entirely. Sassy little brat! I hadn’t seen much of this side of mykralovna.I liked it, but it made me want to punish her in delicious ways. Time to try something I’d only read about.
“Stop.” The word was a bark, a true Alpha command.
She froze, her muscles quivering as if she were a rabbit being hunted, hiding from a pacing hound.
I growled and repeated the bark. “Don’t fucking move.”
“What in the hells,” she managed to squeak out, and I was impressed. According to the books I’d read, Omegas wanted to please their Alphas, and always responded to an Alpha’s command. But they also tested us, making certain we were strong enough to keep them safe.
Not all Betas reacted to an Alpha’s bark, although our voices tended to have some effect on them, which was why Alphas made such effective military leaders. Usually, the only effect was to solidify a warrior or soldier’s existing desire to do what we ordered.
But as far as I knew, Omegas had to obey when an Alpha barked. The sound affected their mind itself, driving them to please. That Roya could move even her lips when I had ordered her to stillness shocked me.
I reached her and ran my hands up her arms. “Not Alpha enough for you?” I said, realizing only then how her casual teasing had cut me. “I know I’m young, Roya.” I massaged her shoulders as the command faded. “I know you might not think I’m enough—”
Then her fingers were on my mouth. “Stop.” She was quivering, but it wasn’t with fear. It was desire. “That thing you did, that bark.” She shivered almost uncontrollably, and I sucked in a breath. Her scent was so strong it blocked the smell of the entire ocean.
“You liked that,” I murmured. “You liked my bark. The way it held you still, kept you from moving.” Her eyes were conflicted, filled with lust and temper and confusion. “Tell me,kralovna, tell me the truth. Did you like it, how your body submitted to me?”
A stiff, jerky nod was all the answer I got. It was enough.
I stroked the side of her face and she leaned into it unintentionally. I reached behind her and lifted her out of the ankle-deep water, wrapping her legs around my waist, the heat of her slick mound dripping onto my abdomen. We both let out matching groans.
“Imagine what it would be like, Roya. If you wanted it, I would hold you still with my bark. I would make you spread yourself wide for me while I fucked into you with my fingers, my tongue, my cock. My knot.” I let one hand move down to my wet trousers, stepped out of them, and kicked them a few yards away onto the wet sand. My cock pressed up against her ass, the hot head of it bobbing as she writhed, unconsciously trying to fit it between her folds.
“You’re… You’re too big,” she murmured. “Your knot.”
“Oh, baby,” I groaned. She hadn’t said anything about my size before, but it had been dark. I knew I was far larger than most men, but I didn’t want her to fear me. “I promise, when I fuck you, my knot will go in. It may hurt a little.” She shivered, panting, and I stilled. “Oh, naughty girl. I know what you’re thinking. You’re imagining it.” My hand moved to her nipple, pinching enough to make her gasp. “Pleasure is wonderful, but with a tiny pinch of pain as spice… It’s decadent.”
She pressed her chest into mine, holding me so tightly I couldn’t draw a deep breath. I moved her slightly, so the head of my erection bumped against the divot that was her unopened channel, let the hot honey that seeped from her begin to coat my flesh as I pressed her there. “You’ll fight it, won’t you? Even though you know you need me inside you, that you need me to shove my knot into that tiny cunt to ease the burning ache in your core, you’ll fight it every step.” I growled. “Do you know, I learned from all those books I read. Learned that sometimes Alphas are too big. Sometimes, when our Omega won’t take our knot, we have to bark, we have to command them to let us in. Purr for a while, then order your body to open and take it, no matter if it hurts a little. Because when we get inside, it will be so fucking good.”
I let my fingers trail down from her nipple, scraping against her stomach, and then finding the bead of flesh that she had been rubbing on my groin. “Let me help you,” I said, and flicked and circled her clit, listening to the sounds of her cries and moans. Her slick trailed down her thighs, coating my cock, and for the tiniest second, her womb loosened, and the head of my cock slipped inside.
