Rahel
I sink into my girl, and my whole fucking world shifts. Our first time was feral, fucking desperate. Centuries of starvation falling off my shoulders. But this is MY omega in MY bed, MY sheets soaked with her slick. And I can finally take my fucking time.
“Rahel…” Des arches into me, her soft body molding to mine because she was fucking made for me.
“I got you, baby.” I roll my hips slow, dragging my cock against every inch of her walls. “Just feel me.”
And Ifeelher. She’s fucking heaven … but deeper, her pleasure seeps into me like sunlight after days in the dark. Feeding parts of me I forgot existed.
My shadows pulse and thicken around us. I feel them strengthening, responding to the energy my mate is giving me. For months I’ve been running on fumes, barely surviving onscraps of her dream arousal. Now I’m getting the full thing, and it’s like my body barely knows what to do with all of it.
“You’re glowing,” Destiny whispers, her pretty eyes widening, her full lips forming a surprised “o”.
I follow her gaze, looking down at my tattoos lighting up from inside, amber light tracing the dark lines across my skin. My shadows are darker, more dense. I feel power in a way I haven’t in ages.
I rasp on her lips, “That’s what you do to me, little one.” I thrust deeper, making her gasp. “You’re feeding me.”
“Is it… does it feel good?”
I almost laugh. Almost. But I’m too overwhelmed by emotions and sensations to tease her. “It feels fucking amazing.”
I press my mouth to hers, and when I lift my head, I catch her eyes going soft. The warmth in them breaking me wide open. Destiny reaches up, cups my face, and pulls me down for a kiss that’s all tongue, lips, and a hint of her small teeth.
“Take all you need, Alpha,” she murmurs against my lips. “Everything I have. It’s yours.”
At her words, something cracks in my chest. Something old and hard and lonely I’ve carried for a long, long time. I bury my face in her neck, nuzzling her soft skin, inhaling her scent, licking at my mark, and fuck her slow and deep.
I feel her pleasure build through our bond. The warm waves spreading through her body, her pussy walls squeezing my cock, clit tingling under the relentless caress of my fingers, nipples throbbing from the rasp of my scruff, the suck of my mouth. My tongue and teeth everywhere I can get them. My shadows grabbing handfuls of her full flesh. Teasing her tight little asshole, pushing between her kiss-swollen lips, fucking her mouth at the same pace my cock is sliding inside her glorious cunt… her breath turns erratic. And under everything there’s thesteady pulse of… good, right, fucking ecstatic, MINE, that feeds me more than any orgasm ever could.
“Come for me, sweetheart,” I rasp, staring into her dazed eyes, as I angle my hips to make my cock drag against her g-spot. “Let me feel it.”
And she does, letting me have my fill. My woman’s orgasm floods through our bond and into me like a goddamn tsunami. My shadows surge, filling the entire room, wrapping around us both. The dark, empty corners inside me suddenly overflow with warmth, fullness, and HER!
My knot swells, locking us together, and I come so hard my vision whites out while I’m pumping her full, and she’s milking every drop from my cock. And I’m feeding. Finally, truly, completely… to the brim.
When I come back to myself, I’m shaking, ragged, fucking overjoyed and wrecked all at once.
“Rahel?” Destiny’s voice is raspy from her cries of pleasure, but it holds a hint of worry. Her small hands stroke my back. “Baby, are you okay?”
I lift my head.
“Yes, little one.” My voice is pure demon. Nothing human left. All I am in this moment is light, fire, pure fucking energy. Magic and ancient power from the very beginning of time.
And my girl takes it all in. She’s not afraid of the monstrous creature I’ve turned into, just pulls me down, tucks my head against her chest, and holds me while my knot pulses inside her and my shadows curl tightly around us like a cocoon.
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Destiny
I wake up wrapped in shadows and burning heat. For a second, I don’t know where I am. Then I feel the ridiculously heavy arm around my waist, the enormous chest pressed against my back, the pulse of darkness curling around my body like a velvet rope. And it all comes crashing back. Rahel. His penthouse. His bed. My mate. Everything we did yesterday. All I felt. Seeing him in his full incubus form…
Smiling into the pillow, I bite my bottom lip to hold back my excited giggle. I would be kicking my feet, jumping with joy if I were alone in this bed. I let my feelings of being safe, claimed, freaking home, flood me. Still grinning like a complete fool, I shake my head, thinking I’ve only been here one night, but being with my alpha feels more like home than anywhere I’ve ever lived.
Behind me, Rahel shifts, his muscular arm tightening and pulling me closer.
“Morning.” Oh, My God, his voice… Growly morning alpha… They should bottle this shit up and sell it.
“Morning, baby.” I turn into his arms, feeling a little shy. He’s so big and sexy, and I feel small in his embrace. Which has never, in the history of ever, happened to my fat-ass self. He’s warm, and he smells so freaking good. Like pure alpha musk. Leather, smoke. Rahel. Ugh, that too needs to be made available to all starving omegas everywhere… or maybe not.
