"They all are." Reid pressed a kiss to my hair, his purr rumbling steadily, his hand stroking my stomach, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm lucky to have them. Lucky to have you."
"We're lucky to have each other." I turned my head to catch his lips, soft and sweet, nothing like the desperate hunger of before.
When his knot finally released, he retrieved the supplies from outside the door. We drank water greedily, ate some of the food Kol had prepared, and I thought maybe — maybe — we'd get a real rest.
I was wrong.
Something shifted in him while we ate. I watched it happen — watched his eyes go darker, watched his breathing quicken, watched his hands start to shake. But this was different frombefore. There was something wilder in his gaze, something that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
"Reid?" I reached for him, my voice soft with concern, my hand touching his arm. "Are you?—"
He moved faster than I could track. One moment I was sitting on the bed, and the next I was pinned beneath him, his weight pressing me into the mattress, his hands gripping my wrists and yanking them above my head. His eyes when they met mine weren't entirely human anymore — dark and wild and blazing with something primal that made me whimper with want even as my heart raced with something close to fear.
"Mine." The word came out barely recognizable, more growl than speech, his lips pulled back from his teeth in something that was almost a snarl, his body covering mine completely. "Need to claim. Need to mark. Need?—"
"I'm here." I forced myself to stay calm, to meet his wild eyes without flinching, my voice soft and steady. "I'm right here. I'm yours. Take what you need."
Something in my submission seemed to trigger something even deeper in him. He released my wrists only to flip me onto my stomach, one hand fisting in my hair and pulling my head back while the other gripped my hip, yanking me up onto my knees.
"Present." The command was guttural, primal, his hand pressing between my shoulder blades, forcing my chest down to the mattress while keeping my hips elevated. "Present for your Alpha."
The position was obscene — face down, ass up, completely exposed and vulnerable. I could feel slick dripping down my thighs, my body responding to his dominance even as my mind struggled to keep up. He mounted me without warning, driving into me in one brutal thrust that tore a scream from my throat. There was no gentleness this time, no careful checking to makesure I was okay. Just raw, primal need as he fucked me with an intensity that bordered on violent.
"Take it." His voice was rough, animalistic, his hand still fisted in my hair, pulling just hard enough to sting, his other hand gripping my hip hard enough to leave bruises. "Take your Alpha's cock. Made for this. Made to be fucked. Made to be bred."
I couldn't respond — couldn't do anything except hold on as he pounded into me, each thrust driving the air from my lungs, the headboard slamming against the wall with a rhythmic thud. The pleasure was overwhelming, building impossibly fast, my body responding to his dominance in ways I didn't fully understand.
"Gonna fill you up." He growled against my ear, his mouth hot and wet against my neck, his teeth scraping over my skin without breaking it, teasing but not claiming. "Gonna breed this pussy. Gonna pump you so full of my cum you'll feel it for days."
The words, the heat of his breath, the relentless pounding of his hips — it all combined to send me hurtling over the edge. I came with a scream that was muffled by the mattress, my body clamping down on him so hard he groaned, my vision going white at the edges. He didn't stop. Didn't even slow down. Just kept fucking me through my orgasm, his pace becoming even more brutal, his growls filling the room.
"Again." The command was rough, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing in harsh circles. "Come again. Need to feel you squeeze my cock." I didn't think I could — I was already wrung out, overstimulated, trembling — but my body obeyed him without my permission. Another orgasm crashed through me, weaker but still devastating, my walls fluttering around him.
"Good girl." He groaned against my shoulder, his rhythm finally faltering, his knot swelling impossibly fast. "Such a goodOmega. Taking everything I give you. Gonna reward you now. Gonna fill you up."
His knot locked inside me, and he came with a roar that shook the walls, his hips jerking, his face buried in my neck as wave after wave of release flooded into me. I could feel myself stretching around his knot, feel the warmth of him filling me up, feel the throb of his cock as he emptied himself completely.
For a long moment, neither of us moved. Just breathed together, his weight pressing me into the mattress, his lips pressing soft kisses to my shoulder, his purr rumbling to life against my back.
"Aster." My name came out rough, broken, some of the wildness fading from his voice, replaced by something that sounded like concern. "Oh god, Aster. Did I hurt you? I couldn't — I couldn't control?—"
"Shh." I turned my head as much as I could, catching his eye, offering him a tired smile. "I'm okay. I'm fine. That was... intense. But I'm okay."
"I was so rough." His voice cracked, his hand coming up to gently stroke my hip where bruises were already forming. "I lost control. I could have?—"
"You didn't." I reached back, finding his hand, squeezing it. "You didn't hurt me. Not really. The roughness... I think I liked it. The dominance. It felt right."
He made a sound — something between a laugh and a sob — and carefully shifted us onto our sides, his knot still locking us together. His arm wrapped around me, his hand splaying over my stomach, his face buried in my hair.
"I love you." The words were muffled, broken, thick with emotion. "I'm sorry. I love you so much."
"I love you too." I squeezed his hand where it rested on my stomach, my eyes already heavy, my body exhausted in the bestpossible way. "And stop apologizing. That was the hottest thing that's ever happened to me."
He laughed against my hair, the sound surprised and genuine, some of the tension bleeding out of his body.
"You're incredible." His voice was soft with wonder, his purr rumbling to life against my back. "Absolutely incredible."
"Takes one to know one." I murmured, already drifting toward sleep.
