Chapter Thirty-Nine
KEIRA
The third wave crashed into me like a tsunami. There was no slow build this time, no gradual rekindling of the flames. One moment I was drifting in the warm afterglow of Jin-ho's bond, the violet and golden threads humming peacefully in my chest, my body finally starting to cool. The next, the heat exploded through me with a ferocity that ripped a high pitch keen from my throat, every nerve ending igniting at once.
Alpha!My omega wailed, thrashing against my insides with renewed desperation. Need. Now. Can't wait. Need alpha NOW.
The intensity was staggering — worse than the first wave, worse than the second. My skin burned like I'd been set on fire, sweat breaking out across every inch of flesh, soaking the sheets beneath me. Slick gushed between my thighs, hot and slippery, pooling on the already-damp fabric. My inner walls clenched around nothing, aching with an emptiness that bordered on painful.
"Tae-min." His name tore from my lips, desperate and broken, my body already reaching for him before my eyes couldfind him through the haze. The ocean-breeze-and-mint scent hit me, sharp electric and cutting through the fog of heat with startling clarity. I could smell his arousal underneath — darker, muskier, making my omega keen with recognition. "Tae-min— please— need you?—"
He was there instantly — not with Hwan's smooth grace or Jin-ho's measured approach, but with an eagerness that matched the frantic energy coursing through my veins. Cherry-red hair filled my vision, bright even in the soft glow of the fairy lights, and dark chocolate eyes burned into mine with an intensity that made my core clench.
"I'm here. I've got you." Tae-min's voice was rougher than I'd ever heard it, stripped of his usual playful energy, replaced by something raw and primal that sent shivers cascading down my spine. His hands were already on me, sliding up my thighs, my hips, my waist — touching everywhere at once like he couldn't decide where to start, his palms hot and slightly calloused against my fever-flushed skin. "God, your scent— you smell so good— been going crazy watching the others— thought I was going to lose my mind?—"
"Please—" I grabbed at his shoulders, his arms, anything I could reach, pulling him closer with desperate strength. The heat was unbearable now, worse than the first two waves combined, my body screaming for relief. "Alpha— need you— can't wait?—"
"Not going to make you wait." Tae-min growled, the sound vibrating through his chest and into mine, and then his mouth was on mine — hot and demanding and desperate. The kiss was messy, all teeth and tongue and frantic need, nothing like the controlled intensity of Jin-ho or the teasing build of Hwan. This was pure want, raw and unfiltered, his tongue sweeping into my mouth like he was trying to devour me whole. He tasted likemint and desperation, and I drank him in like I was dying of thirst.
His hands found my breasts, palming them roughly, his fingers kneading the sensitive flesh with an urgency that made me moan into his mouth. His thumbs dragged across my nipples — already tight and aching from the attention they'd received earlier — and the pressure made me cry out, the sound swallowed by his kiss.
"So long." Tae-min panted against my lips, breaking the kiss just long enough to speak, his breath hot and ragged against my face. "Watched them touch you— heard you scream their names— wanted to be the one— thought I'd go insane waiting?—"
"Then touch me—" I gasped, arching into his hands, pressing my breasts more firmly into his palms. "Touch me, alpha— please?—"
He didn't need to be told twice. His mouth left mine, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my throat — wet and sloppy and perfect. His teeth grazed my pulse point, making me gasp, before he continued lower, across my collarbone, down the swell of my breast. When his lips closed around my nipple, sucking hard enough to make me see stars, I whined — the sensation overwhelming after already being so sensitive from the others.
"Taste so good." Tae-min groaned against my skin, his dark chocolate eyes flicking up to watch my face as he lavished attention on my breast. His tongue swirled around the peaked nipple before his teeth grazed it gently, making me jerk beneath him. "Better than I imagined. And I imagined a lot. Every night. Couldn't stop thinking about what you'd feel like, what you'd taste like?—"
He switched to the other breast, giving it the same treatment — hot mouth, wet tongue, grazing teeth. The sounds he made were obscene, wet and hungry, mixing with my desperatewhimpers. His hands never stopped moving, stroking down my sides, gripping my hips, sliding along my thighs.
When his hand finally slid between my legs, fingers finding the slick that had pooled there, he groaned like he'd been punched. "Fuck— you're soaked— so wet— all of this for me?"
"For you— alpha— please—" I was beyond coherent speech, my hips bucking against his hand, desperate for more friction. The first brush of his fingers against my folds made me sob with relief. Tae-min didn't tease. His fingers found my entrance and pushed inside without preamble — two at once, the stretch sudden and perfect. I cried out at the intrusion, my back arching off the nest, my inner walls immediately clenching around him, trying to pull him deeper.
He set a fast rhythm immediately, his fingers pumping in and out with an urgency that matched the frantic beat of my heart. The wet sounds of his fingers working inside me filled the room — slick and obscene, mixing with my broken moans. His palm ground against my clit with every thrust, adding another layer of sensation that had me climbing toward the edge faster than I thought possible.
"That's it." He growled against my breast, his dark chocolate eyes blazing up at me, his thumb finding my clit and pressing hard in deliberate circles. "Come for me. Want to feel you come around my fingers. Been waiting so long to feel that?—"
The orgasm hit like lightning — fast and blinding and devastating. I screamed his name, my body convulsing around his fingers, my vision whiting out as pleasure crashed through me in waves. He didn't stop, didn't even slow down, his pace relentless as he worked me through it and immediately started building me toward another.
"Again." Tae-min demanded, his dark chocolate eyes burning into mine with fierce determination, his fingers curling insideme to find that spot that made stars explode. "Give me another one. Know you can. Want to see you fall apart for me."
"Can't— too much—" I sobbed, but my body was already climbing again, the heat demanding more, always more, my inner walls clenching rhythmically around his pumping fingers.
"You can." His fingers curled again, hitting that spot inside me with ruthless accuracy, his thumb circling my clit in a rhythm that made my toes curl. "My omega can take it. Come on— come for me again— want to hear you scream?—"
I shattered with a scream, my back arching off the nest, tears streaming down my face. The orgasm was even more intense than the first, ripping through me in waves that seemed to go on forever, my body clenching and releasing around his fingers in rhythmic pulses. Before I could catch my breath, Tae-min was moving — pulling his fingers free with a wet sound and flipping me onto my stomach in one swift motion. His hands gripped my hips, yanking them up until I was on my knees, my chest pressed to the mattress, my face buried in the pillows. The position left me completely exposed, completely vulnerable, and my omega purred at the submission of it.
"Been wanting to take you like this." Tae-min's voice was rough, wrecked, his hands kneading my ass with barely restrained hunger. I could feel his eyes on me — feel him looking at where I was swollen and slick and desperate. "Watched the others— watched how they touched you— wanted my turn so badly I could barely breathe?—"
I felt him shift behind me, felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance, hot and thick and exactly what I needed. My body opened for him instinctively, slick easing the way.
"Please— alpha— need you inside me—" I pushed back against him desperately, trying to take him in, my body screaming for the fullness only he could provide.
He thrust home in one powerful stroke. The keened loudly, it tore from my throat raw, primal, as he filled me completely in a single motion. The angle was deeper than either of the others had reached from this position, hitting places inside me that made my vision white out at the edges. I could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein dragging against my sensitized walls.
"Fuck—" Tae-min groaned, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave finger-shaped bruises. "So tight— so hot— so wet— feels so fucking good— even better than I imagined?—"
