My heart sinks, going straight to the worst-case scenario. Has she had a change of heart? She wouldn’t be the first omega to reject me. After what she just said, I realize it’s an irrational fear, but I can’t help it.
Faye chews on her nail nervously, crossing and uncrossing her legs.
“You can tell me anything, Faye.”
“I w-was…” She looks down at her lap. “I’d like you to claim me without knotting.”
After hearing Cole, Laz, and Damon’s stories about how they had the best knotting sessions of their lives during their bonds, I’m shocked.
“It’s not because I don’t love your knot!” she adds, pre-empting my worry. “I think you already know I do. Ourconnection is different. It’s special and deep. I want our bonding to represent that.”
I don’t know what to say. Usually, it’s tradition to bond while knotting because it heightens sexual pleasure. Claiming without it isn’t unheard of, but it’s rare—especially in a consented bonding. However, the more I think about it, the more I like it.
“You hate the idea, don’t you?” she groans. “It’s fine. It was a silly suggestion?—”
“No, baby.” I drop a kiss on top of her head. “I love it.”
Her eyes brighten. “Really?”
I pull her onto my lap to face me. My knot wants her badly, but my heart wants her more. “I want to be your alpha, Faye.”
“You already are,” she purrs, the smell of the slick pooling in her panties making me dizzy. She trembles as I brush her hair off her neck. “But I want the world to see it too.”
I kiss the scent glands behind her ear and feel her heart quicken. “Are you ready to be mine forever, beautiful?”
“Yes, alpha.” Her body bends inward, craving our connection. “Please.”
My omega.
I bite her neck, on the opposite side of Damon’s mark, a gasp spilling past her parted lips when I break the skin. We stare into each other’s eyes as our bodies respond. It happens in slow motion. Her pupils dilate wildly, losing myself in her gaze as everything seems to swim before us.
Our first meeting at the greenhouse…
Faye’s heat spike in the library…
The first time I tasted her slick…
How good her mouth felt around my cock for the first time…
The way she stretched to take my knot…
The day she agreed to court our pack…
“You’re mine, Faye,” I murmur. “All mine, baby.”
“Alpha.” She pants like she’s about to come and clutches onto my shoulders like she’s afraid I’ll let her go.
The sensation is similar to the peak of an orgasm, only it descends through my entire body. It’s deeper than sex, like our souls are being stitched together, piece by piece. I feel her softness, her admiration, the way she wants me. Fuck, I can tell exactly how badly she wants me. She’s always told me, but it’s different to feel her desire in my bones.
We’re bound. Forever. Biologically and spiritually linked. This is far better than I ever imagined. This omega has put me back together and made me whole.
“You’re everything, Faye. Everything.”
I cradle her in my arms for a few beats before I realize the front of my shirt is wet.
“Baby.” I look down to find tears running down her cheeks. “What is it?”
“I…” she sobs. “I finally feel complete now.”
