I held her there one-handed for a moment, looking at her, before guiding my cock to her entrance with my free hand.
One thrust. It was deep and brutal as I buried myself to the hilt.
She cried out, nails digging into my shoulders. “That’s it.”
Our eyes locked, unblinking. The moment was intense as water streamed down our faces, and her hair plastered to her cheeks.
"You're mine now," I rasped, pulling back and slamming in again. The slap of wet skin echoed.
Her pussy clenched around me, hot and slick and perfect.
"I want you," she whispered, voice trembling with need. "All of you."
"Then what do you have to do?" I coaxed, slowing my thrusts to deep grinds, rolling my hips to drag against every sensitive inch inside her. "Show me, Presley. Present for your alpha. Let me claim what's mine."
I wanted her more than I could ever let her know. I wanted this four scented omega. She was rarer than she realized. And it was rarer that she matched with a four scent alpha.Me.
Which made her mine.
She hesitated only a second, breath hitching.
"My knot's aching for you," I continued, voice dropping to a darker tone. "I’m swelling already. I need tolock myself inside this tight cunt, pump you full of my cum. Coat your walls, breed you deep. Put my baby in you."
Her eyes widened, pupils blowing outward making her blue eyes look fully black now. She stared at me for a long moment—searching, deciding.
Then she tilted her head back, lifting her chin high, exposing the swollen scent gland at the base of her neck.
She offered it to me. She presented me with her neck.
And I wasn’t going to turn her down.
I didn't wait.
My eyes closed for a moment as I ran my tongue over my teeth. But it was the roar that left my throat as my teeth sank into her flesh with a hard, piercing, claiming, that shocked me.
I felt it. The bond everyone talked about snapped into place like lightning, flooding me with her emotions.
She wanted trust and love, but I also felt her overwhelming pleasure.
She screamed, her body convulsing as the bond sealed. At the same exact moment, my knot swelled fully, catching at her entrance before popping inside with a wet stretch. I ground deep, roaring against her neck as I came—pulse after thick pulse, flooding her, breeding her exactly as I'd promised.
Her pussy milked me endlessly as her walls rippled around my knot, tying us together. The bond hummed between us, and her pleasure echoed in my chest.
I held her there against the wall, still buried deep, knot throbbing, mouth sealed over the fresh claim mark with her pulse racing under my lips. The metallic taste of her blood tinged my tongue, mingled with her scents.
The water continued to pour, steam thick around us.
She clung to me, soft whimpers escaping as aftershocks trembled through her. My arms tightened, holding her close, knot still locking us.
The bond sang between us. And it was perfect, unbreakable, but the others…
I'd claimed her. Alone. Without the pack.
Fuck. What have I done?
They'd feel it when they woke up. We always agreed to claim our omega together. We agreed it was a moment to be shared, or at least discussed.
I'd lost control and taken what my alpha demanded without thinking of them.
