“Present,” the command slipped out, and I let go of her throat and pulled back so she could follow the order.
I grabbed the back of my shirt and yanked it off, tossing it to the ground.
Her eyes were half-lidded and glistening, her chest still heaving from the fearful sprint. She brought both hands down to the waistband of her sweats and pushed them and her underwear down to pool at her feet, then turned to place her hands on the wall and arch her ass back at me.
“Is… is this right?” she asked.
I growled with approval.
My cock was throbbing too intensely, my knot trying to explode from the need to be inside her. Slick wet her thighs, and I kneed her legs a little wider as I pulled out my length.
Then, I grabbed her hips and slammed inside her in one hard thrust.
She cried out, the sound echoing dangerously. It would be a siren call to any other alphas who dared to stay out of their cells tonight.
I’d kill anyone who tried to pretend to be my competition for her, like I’d torn apart the alphas who dared separate me from her.
CRESCENT
I’m his.
Karma wants me.
I had seen the chaotic storm broiling in his eyes, and I knew this was only going to help.
He needed balancing, and I could give it.
And I needed him, my mind now foggy with the lust that had swept in at his claim. Those out of control instincts that had left me with holes in my memory as I stole those first keys—they were raising their heads again.
I just wanted to be his.
To forget this prison, those horrible alphas—and all the people after us.
His hand gripped my hip hard, holding me in place as he slammed deep. I felt every inch of his length, banishing my rushing fear in favour of pleasure.
I thought he was one of the other alphas when he was chasing me. One of the ones who would hurt me if they caught me, like Holden or the one who’d called out vile things when I’d been in the cage with Sin.
But he was theonlyone who’d come close enough to touch me.
“Ugh–”I gasped as I felt his knot slam up against my entrance. Phantom had given me his, and it had been bliss.
I needed it.
Myalpha.
And I must have presented right, even though I didn’t really know what it meant. He’d rewarded me for doing it.
He held me, as my core pulsed with need, and gave himself to me. I couldn’t have been quiet if I tried, and the smacking sounds of his hips against my backside echoed down the hall. He blocked out all the little hints of alpha scents that hung in the air, all crackling energy and that fresh scent of an ocean storm.
My arousal heightened as his aura quivered, his control wavering.
Everyone in Anarchy would know.
They’d know who my alphas were, and that they treated me like their perfect omega, that they’d bring me out of this place with them.
My hands tightened into fists, and I struggled to brace myself on the wall against the roughness of his thrusts.
His knot pushed against me, and I pressed back into the pressure. Every inch of me ached with need, pain lancing through me from the emptiness of my core.
