I pull back to stare at him with a teasing smirk. “Well, excuse you.”
He shakes his head, his massive shoulders still shaking from laughter. “I’ve been alive for five hundred years, little one. Compound interest.” The bastard winks.
Then the elevator dings. The doors slide open. And my jaw drops. Because this place is mind-blowing. With floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, the lights of Carmel spreadout below us. Dark tones, hardwood floors, exposed brick, expensive-looking furniture. In the kitchen, marble countertops and appliances that probably cost more than my entire shop. Real art on the walls, not prints. And everything is fucking massive, matching his size. The huge leather sectional, the dining table, the gigantic bed I can see through an open doorway.
“This is where you live?” I ask, looking around wide-eyed.
“This is wherewelive now, omega.” Rahel sets me down gently, keeping one arm around my waist.
I look up at him. This huge, scarred, tattooed monster who broke down my door, knotted me on my shop’s counter, and drove me across town while his shadows edged me within an inch of my sanity. And he’s looking at me like I might say no. Like he’s fucking nervous. Grumpy, growly, scary-ass supernatural biker… and he’s worried I could reject him.
“Rahel.” I cup his face in my hands, feeling the scratch of his stubble against my palms. “I just let you knot me in my chocolate shop. You marked me. I’m yours, baby.”
His exhale is shaky with relief. “Yeah?”
“Yes, Alpha.” I pull him down for a kiss. Deep, wet, soft. Then he groans into my mouth, and there’s nothing soft between us anymore. The blanket that was covering me drops to the floor. His big, strong, burning-hot hands find my hips, my ass, lifting me against his enormous body. I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling his hard cock strain against his jeans.
“Bed,” I gasp against his lips. “Now.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. In two giant strides, we’re inside an enormous bedroom. Its size is all I register before Rahel’s laying me down on stark white sheets that feel like fucking heaven against my skin.
He stands at the edge of the bed, staring down at me with fucking feral eyes. His amber irises tracing every curve, every roll, every stretch mark on my big-girl self.
“What?” I resist the urge to cover myself. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because I spent months dreaming of you.” He pulls his jacket off, and my mouth goes dry. Broad shoulders, thick arms covered in tattoos, scars crisscrossing his skin like a road map of a lifetime of violence. “And now you’re in my bed. Real. Mine.”
He yanks his shirt over his head and sweet baby Jesus.
His body is… massive, ripped. Every muscle defined, like he was carved from fucking granite. More tattoos across his chest, his abs, disappearing into the waistband of his jeans. With a trail of short, dark hair traveling down…
“See something you like, little omega?” The arrogant bastard smirks.
“Shut up and take off your pants.”
He lets out a low chuckle that goes straight to my clit, then pops the button on his jeans.
The pants drop, reminding me he’s not wearing anything underneath. And his magnificent cock springs free. Thick and hard, with yummy precum pearling at the tip, and the base already starting to swell.
My pussy clenches, more slick coating my inner thighs and soaking his fancy sheets.
“Rahel…” My voice comes out throaty, fucking needy. “Please.”
He crawls on the bed, prowling over me like a freaking predator stalking his prey. His immense body caging mine, all supernatural heat, hard, bulging muscles, and barely contained power.
“Please, what, baby?” He growls close to my face, then dips his head, dragging his tongue up the sensitive skin of my neck. “Tell me what you need.” Yep, pure pleasure devil.
“You.” I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. “I need you, Alpha.”
His answering growl vibrates through my entire body.
“Then let me feed, little one.” He slides through my drenched folds, the thick head of his cock nudging my entrance. “Let me feast on your fucking perfect cunt until neither of us can fucking move.”
Then he pushes inside.
Three
Chapter 3
