Everything disappears. The bar. The smell of booze. Even the patrons. But then she does something I don’t expect.
She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back.
A growl rumbles up the back of my throat. Prideful, and happy. The kiss clatters our teeth together as my hands run down her body. Palming her ass. Gripping the handfuls of excess she has there that jiggle against my skin. Her lips press up against mine, her tongue lashing for control. It makes me grin. Always a fighter.
Her hands claw at my chest, and for a moment, I wait for her to push me away. Her breath comes in uneven gasps down the back of my throat, and the tremble of her body tells me she’s stilltrying to hold back. I feel the press of her hands before she wraps those little fingers of hers up in my shirt.
Tugging me closer.
Fighting her instincts.
Mine.
My pulse is pounding so loud it drowns everything else out. I’m sinking into the waters of bliss, and I can’t tell if it’s from the force of this kiss or the fact that she’s making me lose every inch of my composure.
A voice in the back of my head reminds me that we are in public. That this will be the talk of the town for weeks to come. But my Alpha quickly buries that shit into the dark recesses of my soul.
I’m not letting go until she’s ready.
Her hands move up to my neck, pulling me down toward her, like she’s trying to press herself into me. Like she’s trying to make herself a part of me. The heat between us is almost unbearable now, with sweat beading against my forehead, and I know we’ve crossed a line we can’t come back from.
Her body presses into mine, and I can feel the burning of her skin, the way her scent intensifies, mingling with mine in a way that makes it impossible to think straight. It’s not just the anger or frustration anymore. This… this is raw need, desire coiling tighter and tighter with every second, my Alpha instincts need to make this Omegamine.
I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.
I feel the pressure building, her mouth moving against mine in a way that makes every inch of my skin hum with need.
I don’t know where this is coming from or why it’s happening now, but I don’t care. I’m lost in it, in her, and I can’t find my way out.
But then, she pulls away. Just as quickly as her body melded to mine, she steps off of my feet, and the world snaps back intofocus. She stands toe to toe with me now, my hands still gripping her waist. Her eyes lock with mine. Wide, dark, and filled with something dangerous.
A thing that could destroy us both.
Her breath is ragged, her lips swollen from the kiss, and she looks at me, trying to figure out if I’m an enemy or a disaster she can’t avoid.
“What the hell are you doing?” she breathes, shaking. I can see her pulse pounding at the crook of her neck.
My teeth sharpen. That’s where I want my mark. Right there, pounding with every heartbeat, so that this entire town can see who she belongs to. Who protects her. Who shields her from the cruelties of this world.
I can feel her trying to steady herself, trying to get a grip on whatever the hell just happened, but her words mean nothing. Her body is telling me everything I need to know. Her chest rises and falls too quickly, her hands twitch like they want to reach for me.
Her scent, sweet and tangled with something wild, cuts through the space between us, pulling at my instincts. I can smell the tremble in her scent, the mix of confusion, anger, and something deeper. Something that has my Alpha instincts roaring to respond.
Yet I don’t have an answer.
I open my mouth, but no words come out. It’s not that I don’t want to say something, it’s that I don’t know whattosay. Nothing makes sense right now.
She’s the only thing that’s ever made sense.
She finally steps back out of my grasp, and as much as I want to pull her close and punish her for ever thinking she could step away from her Alpha, I let her go. She shakes her head and stares up at me, like she’s trying to convince herself this wasn’t real. That it didn’t happen.
“You… What the hell was that, Ford?”
I can see her, see how the anger has shifted, but there’s more there now. An intense rawness.
I try to catch my breath, but I can barely do it. I can’t let her walk away. Not like this.
“Lo,” I start, and my words sound rough, even to me. “I didn’t mean… I didn’t…”
