He didn't give me time to adjust. His hips started moving immediately, setting a punishing pace that had the nest shaking beneath us. Each thrust drove him impossibly deep, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room in a relentless rhythm. My broken cries mixed with his harsh grunts, the wet sounds of our joining obscene and perfect.
"Wanted this so long." Tae-min panted between thrusts, his rhythm relentless, his hands holding me in place as he drove into me. "Wanted to prove— wanted to show you— I can take care of you— can make you feel good?—"
"Yes— alpha— yes—" I was sobbing into the pillows, overwhelmed by sensation, my omega singing with satisfaction. "So good— feels so good— don't stop?—"
"Going to make you feel even better." His hand slid around my hip, fingers finding my clit, and the added stimulation made me scream into the pillow. "Going to make you come so hard you forget everything but my name."
He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, more desperate. The wet sounds of our bodies meeting were filthy, slick and rhythmic, punctuated by my muffled moans and his harsh breathing. The friction against that spot inside me was relentless, building the tension tighter and tighter.
"Close—" I gasped, feeling the pressure coiling impossibly tight in my core, ready to snap. "Alpha— so close?—"
"Come." Tae-min commanded, his fingers pressing harder against my clit, rubbing in fast circles. "Come for me now." The orgasm ripped through me with devastating force, my body clenching around him in rhythmic pulses as I screamed his name into the pillows. I felt him groan behind me, felt his rhythm stutter, but he didn't stop — didn't even slow down.
"Not done with you yet." Tae-min growled, his hands gripping my hips as he continued to drive into me through the aftershocks. "Want to see your face when I knot you. Need to see your eyes."
He pulled out suddenly — the loss making me whine, the emptiness unbearable — but then he was flipping me onto my back, hooking my legs over his shoulders, and thrusting back inside in one powerful stroke that punched the air from my lungs.
"There." His dark chocolate eyes bore into mine, his cherry-red hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, his young face twisted with pleasure and determination. "Want to watch you. Want to see everything when I make you mine."
This angle was impossibly deep, each thrust hitting spots that made stars explode behind my eyes. I could only hold onto his forearms — my nails digging crescents into his skin, drawing blood — and take it, crying out with each powerful thrust as he drove into me.
"Tae-min—" His name fell from my lips like a prayer, over and over, the only word I could form. "Tae-min— Tae-min— alpha?—"
"That's it." He groaned, his pace becoming erratic, his control finally shattering. "Say my name. Want to hear you say my name when I knot you." I felt it then — the swell at the base of him, growing with each thrust, catching at my entrance with increasing pressure. The first catch made me gasp, the stretch intense and overwhelming. The second held longer, the knottugging at my entrance before slipping past with a burst of pleasure-pain.
"Almost—" Tae-min groaned, his whole body trembling with strain, sweat dripping from his forehead onto my chest. "Almost there— gonna knot you— gonna make you mine— finally?—"
"Yes— please— need it—" I was beyond thought, beyond reason, my entire existence narrowed to the sensation of him inside me and the knot that was growing larger with each thrust, stretching me wider and wider.
With one final, powerful thrust, the knot locked inside me. I screamed — the sound raw and primal, tearing from somewhere deep in my chest and echoing off the walls. My body convulsed around him, inner walls clenching rhythmically around the massive knot as orgasm after orgasm crashed through me in endless waves. I could feel every throb of him, every pulse of release as he filled me, the warmth flooding my core.
"Tae-min!" His name was the only thing I could say, the only thing that existed in my shattered mind. "Tae-min, Tae-min, Tae-min?—"
"Mine." He groaned against my throat, his whole body shuddering above me. "My omega. Mine. Finally mine." The knot throbbed inside me, each pulse sending another wave of pleasure through my oversensitized body, keeping me locked in that endless cycle of cresting and falling. I was floating, drifting, completely overwhelmed by the sensation of being so full, so claimed, so complete.
"Bite." Tae-min's voice was rough, wrecked, his lips brushing against my ear. His whole body trembled with the effort of holding still. "Need to— can I— please— need to claim you?—"
"Yes." I tilted my head without hesitation, baring my throat to him. "Mark me, alpha." His teeth found the curve of my neck — a different spot than the others had claimed, another secondary point that flared with sensation as his teeth brokeskin. The pain was sharp and bright, his teeth sinking deep, and then pleasure crashed through it, transforming it into something transcendent.
The bond snapped into place — a crimson thread joining the violet and golden ones already humming in my chest. Tae-min's emotions flooded through me: fierce determination, overwhelming relief, desperate devotion, and a need to be enough that made my heart ache with its intensity. I could feel him now, feel everything he felt — his joy, his disbelief, his complete and utter happiness.
Mine,my omega purred with satisfaction.
"Now you." Tae-min pulled back, his dark chocolate eyes wet with tears that spilled down his cheeks, and tilted his head to bare his neck to me. "Claim me, Keira. Please. Make me yours."
I surged up as much as the knot would allow — the shift making us both gasp as it tugged at my entrance — and sank my teeth into his neck. The taste of copper and salt and Tae-min flooded my mouth, and I felt the bond double, strengthen, become something unbreakable. Tae-min cried out, his knot pulsing inside me, another wave of pleasure crashing through us both. When I released him, breathing hard, his neck bore my mark — teeth indentations already bruising purple, blood welling in the deepest punctures.
We lay tangled together as the knot slowly released, Tae-min pressing eager kisses across my face — my forehead, my cheeks, my nose, my lips, my chin. Each touch was reverent, worshipful, like he couldn't quite believe this was real. The bond pulsed warm now thrumming in my chest like a triple heartbeat.
"Rest." Jae-won's voice came from somewhere nearby, steady and grounding, his cedar scent drifting closer. "Two more to go."
The heat was already stirring again, but slower now, the edge taken off by three completed bonds. Two more alphas waited. Two more bonds to complete.
Chapter Forty
KEIRA
The fourth wave rolled in, slower than the others, gentler, but no less inevitable. The heat built gradually this time, warming my blood degree by degree rather than exploding all at once. Three bonds hummed in my chest — golden, violet, crimson — anchoring me, taking the desperate edge off the need. But the heat was still there, still demanding, still impossible to ignore.
