I wake up witha hunger that’s almost as fierce as it ever was. The three bodies around me peel away, and I let out a low growl.
The male in front of me growls back, pacing closer.
He stalks towards me, his eyes glowing in the dark. His power, his control is absolute. But I refuse. He snarls again, and I smile at him.
“Kiss me,” I growl.
“You don’t give orders here.”
I snarl again, but, suddenly, there’s another presence at my back. He grips my hair, yanking my head back and sniffing my head, rubbing his nose hard into my skin, and then following with the long, broad length of his tongue.
Snow, he fills the air with the scent of snow. It makes my mouth water.
I shudder, my head falling back.
His growl is everything I need and more. I feel the warmth coil between my legs, an ache that won’t go away.
“Need knots.”
“And you’ll get them. After we play,” the ice-cold voice says.
Angel, I remember him now. He bites my neck, and I go limp. But he doesn’t break skin, he doesn’t claim me like I want, like I need.
His hands slide around my ribs and lift my breasts, pulling at my nipples. Painful bolts of pleasure shoot through me, and I feel my slick leak down my inner thighs. I let out a whine.
He laughsmockingly in my ear.
“Beg for it.”
Damn, I love that commanding, mean voice. Unlike Khaos, he doesn’t raise his voice above a quiet croon, but it cuts just as deep. I want to belong to this alpha, and I want him to be mine.
“Please give it to me.”
“Spread your legs.”
I part my legs and gasp when he slaps me down there.
“Mm, so wet. You are needy, aren’t you? So fucking needy. It’s so hot to see you so undone over our knots.” Angel bites my ear and then abruptly lets me go and throws me on the bed. I bounce, but he’s on me in seconds, grabbing one wrist and securing it and then the other. He moves down my body, slowly touching and exploring. He shoves three fingers inside me. I clamp around him, but he pulls his hand out and sticks his fingers in my mouth. I suck obediently.
“Good omega.”
He slaps my pussy again and then rolls my hips so I’m on my side, my arms crossed where I’m secured. I can just see him holding his cock, lining himself up before he pushes inside me. I groan, panting as he slams into a spot that makes the pleasure almost burn. He lifts my leg and leans against it, thrusting in a smooth motion before he stops and pulls out again.
I whimper, but he slaps my ass and lets me go.
He disappears, leaving me. I panic, trying to sit up. Why? He left? Khaos comes towards me. He looks down at me and strokes my face.
“He will be back. It’s my turn.” He flicks a look over his shoulder. “Don’t let me claim her.”
He crawls over me, putting himself between my legs, and presses in. I feel him trembling. He breathes hard and then reaches for my restraints, flicking them off.
“Wrap your arms around me and hold on.”
I do as he suggests, feeling so full, willing to do whatever it takes to keep this cock in me. He stares at me, his eyes glowing.
Then he starts to move. I know now why he’s waited. He doesn’t just fuck me. He wrecks me. Khaos has no control in all the best ways. He pounds into me mercilessly, without holding back. He expects me to take it, and I do. I take everything he can give and willingly. I come hard on his cock, squeezing around him, but he doesn’t even blink. He just keeps going, not breaking eye contact.
Fucking me like it’s the only thing that he is born to do. I scream and come a second time; the orgasm stolen out of me by the sheer force of him slamming into my G-spot.
