For the first time in my life, I feel beautiful. Wanted. Worthy of desire.
And it's all because an impossible, magnificent Fae male looked at ordinary me and saw something perfect.
CHAPTER 12
THORIAN
Maya'sscent clings to the silk scarf she left behind after yesterday's session.
I press the fabric to my face and inhale deeply, my cock hardening instantly at the sweet smell of her growing need mixed with something uniquely hers. Virgin omega on the edge of heat—there's nothing in this world that compares to it.
She has no idea what she's becoming. What I'm making her become.
Tomorrow night, I'll finally touch her the way my body has been demanding for weeks. I'll show her what those desperate dreams have been preparing her for, what her virgin biology is crying out for even if her mind doesn't understand yet.
But first, she has to survive what's coming.
I free my aching cock from my clothes, my prehensile length emerging fully as I wrap her scarf around it. The silk carries just enough of her scent to drive me wild—that addictive sweetness mixed with the growing musk of pre-heat that makes every alpha instinct I possess roar with need.
My cock moves restlessly, seeking heat and wetness that isn't there, curving and twisting with its own intelligence as I stroke the silk along my length. The fabric picks up the precum alreadyleaking from my tip, precum designed to ensure conception, to transform her human biology into something that can carry Fae offspring.
"Such a perfect little scientist," I growl to the empty room, letting the fantasy build in vivid detail. Maya kneeling between my spread thighs, her small hands trembling as I guide them to my length. Those dark eyes going wide with shock and fascination when my prehensile cock moves against her palms, curling around her wrists like a living thing.
"It's so big," she'd whisper, her voice breathless with virgin awe. "I don't think I can..."
"You can," I'd growl, one hand fisting in her silky hair. "Open that pretty mouth for me, little scientist. Show me how eager you are to learn."
I can see it so clearly—her lips parting hesitantly, tongue darting out to taste the precum beading at my tip. The way she'd moan at the flavor, at the fertility magic coating her tongue, already starting to work changes in her virgin body. My cock would guide itself deeper, using its prehensile ability to curve perfectly along her throat while she struggles to accommodate my size.
"Good girl," I'd praise as she learns to worship me properly. "Such a quick learner. Going to teach you so many things tonight."
Her hands would explore the rest of me while she sucks, discovering the vines that emerge from my forearms when I'm fully aroused. I'd let them caress her skin, wrap around her wrists and ankles, restraining her gently while my cock fucks her mouth with increasing urgency.
"That's it," I'd groan, watching tears stream down her face as she takes me deeper than should be possible for someone so small. "Made for this, weren't you? Made to serve me, to take my seed, to carry my children."
The fantasy shifts—Maya spread beneath me on the laboratory table, legs wrapped around my hips as I finally claim her properly. Her virgin cunt stretching impossibly around my girth, so tight I have to work myself in inch by inch while she writhes and begs.
"Please," dream-Maya gasps, her back arching as my prehensile length finds spots inside her no human male could reach. "Please, I need..."
"What do you need, little scientist?" I'd tease, my cock curving to stroke that perfect spot that makes her scream. "Tell your alpha what you need."
"Your knot," she'd sob, completely broken by pleasure. "Please, I need your knot. Need you to breed me properly."
But I wouldn't give it to her right away. I'd make her earn it, make her beg until she's desperate and incoherent. My vines would wrap around her wrists, pinning her arms above her head while my cock continues its relentless assault on her virgin body.
"Why do you need my knot?" I'd growl, slowing my thrusts until she's writhing with frustration. "What's it for, Maya?"
"To breed me," she'd whimper, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. "To fill me with your seed. To make me pregnant with your children."
"Whose children?" I'd demand, my knot beginning to swell at her base.
"Yours," she'd scream as I finally push it inside her, locking us together. "Only yours. I belong to you completely."
The image of her stretched around my knot, belly already beginning to swell with my child, eyes glazed with the kind of satisfaction only perfect breeding can provide—that's what finally pushes me over the edge.
When I finally spill across the silk, my release is massive—thick ropes of seed designed for breeding, for filling an omega completely. My fertility magic pulses through the air witheach surge, making every plant in my study bloom explosively. Flowers burst open, vines heavy with fruit, the very air thick with the power to create life.
The fantasy fades, leaving me alone with the reality of what I'm planning. Tomorrow night's lesson will make those images real. But claiming her means risking everything.
