It’s like every nerve firing off in my body is telling me to claim her. That she’s mine, and she just proved that, having me taste her and letting me put my knot in her.
I growl and flip us so that I’m on top, my hand clutching her jaw tightly. “Yes,” she groans, nodding her head.
“Fucking mine,” I growl, and she nods her head again. I fuck her hard, pushing my knot in and out of her entrance. She nearly screams every time as I push it inside of her. I don’t think I’ve felt anything more pleasurable than this. The way her cunt clenches around me every time I pull out. I watch entranced as my cock comes out wetter than it did before as I fuck her.
Our scents are so intertwined. I don’t know where she ends and I begin.
“Knot me,” she begs, and I thrust so hard into her she screams, and her nails scrape down my back. I feel like an unleashed beast as I rut into her, wanting to fill her up with my cum and mark her mine in every way possible.
She’s panting and trembling as I fuck her, pretty tears staining her face as she nods her head in approval. “Mark me.”
“Yes,” I growl, wrapping my hands around her shoulders and opening my mouth as my orgasm reaches me. I lean forward to take her neck between my teeth.
Two sets of hands pull me back, and I growl, anger radiating off of me as they pull me away from my Omega. The only thing holding me back is my knotted cock and the precious thing under me that I need to protect.
“RELEASE ME!” I growl.
“No, man. You can’t mark her like this. You’re in a rut,” one of them says.
The Omega cries fat tears beneath me, not the pretty ones from earlier. I ignore the other two Alphas beside me and pull a hand free to cup her face.
“Please,” she begs. I growl again, trying to release myself and give her what she wants, what I want. She’s full of my cum, but she needs my bite. She needs me.
“Let go!”
“Kulta, Charlotte, look at me,” the smaller of the Alphas requests of my Omega. “It’s going to be okay. You’re so good. You did so well. Look at you, perfect.” She nods her head, and he continues. I decide that he’s not so bad. “One day we’re gonna mark you, but not like this, okay?”
She whines, and it makes my cock twitch, and she moans. A sense of calm and reality is fading back into me as I blink down at where Charlotte and I are connected.
“I’m sorry, Charlotte,” I whisper, and Mikael releases his hold of me and sighs. “I didn’t know that would happen.”
“You don’t want me?” she says in a soft voice. Anders is petting her hair, and he seems relieved that I’m back to myself. I sigh, lying down on top of her and wrapping my arms around her back.
“Suck on her neck,” Anders tells me. I nod and do what he says. She sighs contentedly, and I groan as she wiggles with my knotted cock inside of her.
“Such a good Omega,” Anders says to her, and I nod my head.
“Can I get anything?” Mikael says, clearly just as out of his depth as I am.
“A washcloth, some snacks, and water,” Anders says gently. I hear the door click, and Charlotte starts crying again.
“He will be right back,” Anders assures her, continuing to pet her hair. She eventually relaxes beneath me, her cunt releasing me and my knot. The mess is both erotic and impressive as I lift up. She grabs Anders by the wrist and tucks them both into a mound of pillows and blankets so deep I can only see strands of their hair.
I sit in the lounge chair in the corner and catch my breath, trying to rationalize my behavior. Mikael comes back into the room with all the supplies and sighs.
“You okay?” he asks, and I shake my head. “I don’t know what I’m doing either, but I think you did a good job,” he assures me. I give him a forced half smile as he puts the food down. We eat in silence as I sit here and think about how I’m going to behave the next time she wants me.
Chapter twenty-two
I’mfuckingtired.Soexhausted and thankful that Charlotte is finally out and let me catch some sleep. Her heat has been going on for two days, and it doesn’t seem like it’s relenting any time soon. I feel like I can’t sleep when she’s awake. I need to be alert with Eli and Mikael to make sure neither of them go into a rut. When Eli went full blown feral Alpha, I was terrified. I didn’t know it could be like that, and I’m at least thankful that we all are here to keep each other in check.
It’s been an emotional rollercoaster to say the least. Not just making sure no one bonds before we talk about it, but how this experience has affected me. It’s like the core of my being has been altered. There was a little Charlotte-sized puzzle piece missing inside of me that I didn’t know existed. Once I realized she was my scent match, the piece was found, and now it’s fully clicked into place. She’s mine—ours. There’s no denying it now, we’re hers.
Seeing her in this state has been humbling and assured me of my Alpha designation in every way. I need to know that she’s okay. That she isn’t hurting. That she’s fed, hydrated, and content. The idea of her in pain or being uncomfortable makes me feel unsettled. The worst moment was when she was crying when we pulled Eli away. It was clear that they both wanted it in that moment, but I know we would have all been left with regrets. Bonding should only happen when we’re all sure, not in the middle of a surprise heat.
I make a mental note to get my mom in touch with Charlotte, and I smack my head for not thinking about it sooner. She would be the best person to talk to, to help her realize that what she’s feeling and going through is normal. I’ve just wanted to keep Charlotte to myself, well, to us, a little longer. One day I’m bringing this girl to Finland, so she can see the magic, see where I come from, and meet my family.
I’m lucky I grew up with loving parents and siblings. I want that so badly for all of us, to have what I had growing up. But it seems like nothing about this relationship is going to be normal, and I need to grapple with a new idea of reality. Just because it wasn’t what I originally envisioned for my future, doesn’t make it wrong. It’s just new and different.
