“Mine,” I snarl.
Her pussy clenches around me, and I’m rewarded with another gush of slick that soaks my balls. Her every movement urges me to go harder, faster. Her moans become a keening little whine that makes my Alpha roar with pride.
The hot sleeve of her cunt grips me with each thrust, the friction nearly unbearable, but I don’t slow down. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. Each thrust makes her moan louder, each cry of my name a confirmation that she’s right there with me, lost in the same desperate need.
I feel the coil tightening between us, her pulse erratic under my touch, and I know she’s close. The way she arches her back, her breath hitching, the soft gasps. It’s all I need to know she’s about to come apart. I quicken my pace, pounding into her with everything I’ve got, the sound of her cries filling my ears, sending me closer to the edge.
My hand wraps around her throat. My chest rumbles with a growl that borders on the edge of a purr as I shove my cock deep between her legs.
“Come for me, my Omega,” I demand. “Coat me in your slick.”
“Yes, Alpha,” she chokes out.
And then, she shatters.
Her body tenses, her hands clutching at me, wrapping around my forearm as her walls grip me tight as a vise. For a moment, I can’t breathe. For a second, I don’t want to.
I watch the way her face contorts, her mating mark on my neck fluttering in time with the pulse of my cock. And then I can’t hold back any longer. Her name rips from my lips, a prayer as well as a plea, as I bury myself deep inside her.
My cock explodes, thread after thread of hot arousal spurting inside of her as she wiggles and tugs at our physical bond. The world spins as her walls collapse around me, milking the pleasure straight from my balls.
For a moment, everything is suspended, and there’s nothing except her.
Except us.
I collapse against her, breathless and spent. My body, cloaking her away from the world. Trying to protect her and shield her, even now. Her body trembles beneath me, my knot tying us together, and all I wish is for this moment, over and over, for the rest of our lives.
I don’t want to move, and I’m glad my knot is locked within her. It means, at least for a spell, she can’t run from me. From this. From us. My chest rumbles with a deep, contented purr, the sound of my Alpha instincts fully satisfied. It’s involuntary and rattling, a sign of my ownership over her, along with my need to keep her close.
Now the entire town will think twice before insulting my Omega.
Her arms tighten around me, pulling me even closer, as if she wants me to fully absorb her.
“I’m not going anywhere, my Omega,” I mumble against the crook of her neck.
And her pussy gives me a pulse of happiness that shoots electricity straight through to my core.
CHAPTER 27
Lo
Ishould be riding the high of satisfaction. I’m branded. Marked. And he’s marked in return. We own one another, for life. I should be relishing Beck’s knot and the beautiful pressure of his body against mine.
But the town…
Well, I hate the town.
And now, I’m forever bound to it.
Everywhere I turn, the walls are closing in on me. The rumors, the whispers… they’re everywhere.
I can feel them crawling under my skin, biting into me, making it harder to breathe.
Toby’s accusations were bad enough, but the way the town’s gossip has spread fast as wildfire makes my stomach churn. Every time I walk through town, I hear it.
“She’s just like her family.”
“A scam artist.”
