"I ask. I wait. I receive." The words came out breathless, punctuated by the wet sounds of our bodies joining, by the slick that coated his cock and dripped down onto the blankets beneath us.
"Again." Another hard thrust, his pelvis grinding against my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. His pace was increasing now, his control fraying, and I could feel something at the base of his cock beginning to swell, his knot, growing larger with each thrust, catching on my entrance with every stroke.
"I ask. I wait. I receive." I was sobbing now, the words tumbling from my lips between gasps and moans and desperate keens. "I ask. I wait. I receive. Please, Alpha, please?—"
"Please what?" He was losing control too, I could tell, his thrusts becoming faster, harder, less measured, a constant growl rumbling in his chest that made my Omega sing with need. His knot was swelling rapidly now, stretching me wider with each pass, the pressure building to something almost unbearable. His voice remained commanding, demanding my submission even as his body chased its own release.
"Please let me come," I begged, my hands releasing the blankets to grip his shoulders, my nails digging into his skinhard enough to draw blood. "Please, Alpha. I can't— I can't hold on anymore. Please."
"Look at me." His hand gripped my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. They were dark, blazing, full of love and dominance and something that looked almost like reverence. His knot was huge now, barely fitting inside me, each thrust a battle to push it past my swollen entrance. "You come when I tell you to come. Not before. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Alpha." The words were barely a whisper, my entire body trembling on the edge, the pleasure so intense it was almost pain. My purr had devolved into constant, desperate keening,parahigh and needy and utterly shameless. He thrust into me once, twice, three times more, each one harder than the last, each one pushing me closer to the edge of an abyss I was desperate to fall into. Then his knot caught, swelling to its full size inside me, locking us together, stretching me so wide I screamed at the overwhelming fullness.
Mason leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear, his breath hot against my skin, a possessive snarl vibrating against my throat. "Come for me, Omega. Come now."
I shattered. The orgasm tore through me like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path, leaving nothing but sensation and pleasure and the overwhelming feeling of being owned, possessed, completely and utterly his. I screamed, his name, wordless sounds of pleasure, desperate pleas for more and stop and never stop all tangled together into something primal and raw. My inner walls clamped down on his knot, pulsing and rippling, milking him with rhythmic contractions I couldn't control.
Mason followed me over the edge moments later, his hips grinding against mine, his cock pulsing inside me as he spilled himself deep. I felt each hot spurt of his release painting my inner walls, felt my body greedily accepting every drop, mywomb clenching with each wave of his orgasm. A roar tore from his throat, Alpha, primal, claiming, and then I felt his teeth at my throat, felt the sharp, piercing pain of his bite reopening the mark he'd left there weeks ago.
The pleasure crested again, impossibly, the bite triggering another wave of sensation that rolled through me like thunder, leaving me limp and shaking and utterly destroyed in its wake. His knot throbbed inside me, each pulse sending aftershocks of pleasure rippling through my oversensitive body, and my purr returned full force, rumbling through my chest in waves of pure contentment.
"Mine," Mason growled against my throat, his tongue lapping at the fresh wound, his body still buried deep inside me, his knot tying us together in the most intimate way possible. "You're mine, Avalon. Say it."
"Yours," I whispered, my voice wrecked, my body boneless, still twitching with the aftershocks of the most intense orgasm of my life. "I'm yours, Alpha. Completely. Always."
We lay there, locked together, his knot slowly pulsing as it released the last of his seed into me. The bond between us hummed with satisfaction, with completion, with something that felt like peace. My purr filled the silence, answered by a low, contented rumble from his chest, Alpha and Omega, perfectly matched, perfectly content. When his knot finally began to deflate, he lifted his head, his dark eyes meeting mine, and something in his expression shifted, softened, opened, became vulnerable in a way I'd never seen from him before.
"Now mark me back," he said, and his voice was different too. Not commanding anymore. Asking. Almost pleading. "Make me yours too. Complete the bond."
My heart stuttered in my chest, my breath catching at the enormity of what he was offering. The mutual bite. Thecompleted bond. Not just his Omega anymore, his equal. His partner. His mate in truth.
"Are you sure?" I whispered, my hand coming up to cup his face, my thumb brushing across his cheekbone.
"I've never been more sure of anything." He tilted his head, baring his throat to me in a gesture of submission that looked almost painful for him, the Alpha, the leader, the one who commanded everyone around him, offering himself to me. "Please, Avalon. I want a complete bond with you."
I leaned up and pressed my lips to his throat, feeling his pulse racing beneath my mouth, feeling the vulnerability of him, the trust. Then I opened my mouth and bit down. The taste of him flooded my tongue, blood and salt and something ineffably Mason, cedar and smoke with dominance and love. He gave a low growl, his hands gripping my hips hard as he was going to lose control and take me again. Through the bond that had always connected us, I felt something shift, something click into place like a key turning in a lock.
I wasn’t just his anymore, he was mine too. When I released his throat and looked up at him, there were tears in his eyes. Mason Harper, the head Alpha, the one who never showed weakness, the one who controlled everything and everyone around him, was crying.
"I feel you," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion, his hand coming up to press against his chest like he was trying to hold something in. "I've always felt you through the bond, but now— it's different. It's more. You're inside me, Ava. Part of me."
"I feel you too." And I did. His presence in my chest was stronger now, brighter, a thread of connection that I could feel as clearly as my own heartbeat. He collapsed beside me, pulling me into his arms, holding me against his chest as his heart raced and his breath slowly steadied. The nest smelled like sex and blood and the two of us, mingled together, inseparable.
"I love you," Mason murmured against my hair, his arms tightening around me. "I know I don't say it often. I tend to show it more than I say it. But I love you, Ava. I have since the moment I saw you. I'll love you until the day I die."
"I love you too," I whispered back, pressing closer to him, letting his warmth seep into my bones. "I know I fought it. I know I ran. But I'm done fighting now, I'm done with running. I'm yours, Mason. Completely."
"I'm yours." He pressed a kiss to my forehead, soft and tender. "That's what the mutual bond means. We belong to each other now. Not just you belonging to me….but now, I belong to you, too."
I closed my eyes, letting the truth of his words sink into me, letting the bond hum with contentment in my chest. One down. Three to go. But this… this was a start. This was the first step toward something real, something mutual, something that felt less like captivity and more like home.
"Rest now," Mason murmured, his voice already drowsy, his body relaxing around mine. "Tomorrow, you go to Caleb. He needs you too. They all do."
"I need them," I admitted, the truth easier to say now that I'd stopped fighting it. "I need all of you."
"You have us." His arms tightened around me one last time. "Forever. You have us forever."
I believed him.
