I nod against his sweat-slick skin. That’s what I want. His bond. Doesn’t he understand? “Bite. Bite. Please, alpha, bite.”
When he kisses me, his cheeks are damp. Is he crying too? His tongue tangles with mine, and all other thoughts flee. Only one thing remains. Him. His bite. His cock.
He positions me over the hard bulge beneath his boxer briefs, a leg on either side of his hips. “Use me, omega. Take whatever you want from me. I’m yours.”
Our mouths crash together, and I grind against his length, swollen nerves tingling with pleasure. He tugs my hair, his eyes locking on mine. Yes, this.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.
My teeth ache as my pussy clenches around nothing. Pure need floods me with focus, and I lunge for his neck. He grips my face with one hand and pushes me back.
“God, I wish I could let you do that.” There’s a pained look on his face that I don’t like. Not one bit. “I want your mark more than I’ve ever wanted anything. I’m yours, omega. Just not yet.”
I don’t understand. If he wants this, and I want this, then why can’t we have it?
His hips buck up, hard length sliding against my clit, detonating me into a million pieces before I have time to feel his rejection. His hand is still over my mouth when I open it to gasp. The tender skin between his thumb and forefinger slips between my lips, and I bite.
31
TANNER
The moment I walk through the door, my knees buckle and give out. I crash to the floor, mouth watering, eyes rolling back. The air is thick with a scent unlike anything I’ve ever smelled before. Ten times stronger than what I caught at the club. It drips with the pheromones of an omega in heat.Myomega.
“Where?” I growl.
Vann slams the door shut behind us and freezes, cursing. He’s staring at the hall that leads to the bedrooms with a look of utter and complete devastation. It’s the same ravaging ruin I feel.
We could have had years of this. We missed out on so much time with our mate because we were idiot kids with something to prove and no compassion. BecauseIkept us from her.
Fuck, I wish I could go back in time and slap some sense into myself. No, I deserve more than a fucking slap. I deserve a serious beating for how I hurt Raven.
Hope swells through our bond at the same time as I’mhit with a wave of ecstasy from Orion. He isn’t even trying to keep his emotions from us.
Vann takes a stumbling step toward the bedroom, but Rhodes moves to block his way.
“What are you doing?” Rhodes asks.
“She needs us.” Vann’s words are clipped, hard.
I stand to join him, but Rhodes doesn’t move out of the way. He holds up his hands, warding us off. “You can’t go in there.”
“But she needs us,” Vann repeats, shaking his head and baring his teeth. Of all of us, he’s wanted this the most. He’s tasted this scent before, lived with the memory of it for years. And I kept him from her.
“She’s in heat, or a heat spike,” Rhodes says, “and she didn’t consent to you helping her through it.”
Some logical part of my brain understands he’s right, but I’m not thinking with that part.
“Out of my way,” I rumble, just shy of a bark.
Rhodes stands his ground. “No.”
I don’t think he’s ever said no to me before. I’m ready to rip his head off for keeping us from our omega when a keening moan rends the air. Our pack bond explodes with a new presence. It’s as sweet as the scent flooding my nostrils. Bright and passionate, a little shy, sliding slowly through my bond with Orion to touch me. Tentative, like falling snow.
Raven.
Orion bonded her.
I don’t know when I fell, but I’m back on the floor. My hands clutch the short carpet, looking for purchase to keep me from falling farther. My matebondedher.
