This Alpha is a stranger. He frightens me, and I don’t understand him.
"He'll come around," Shade whispers in my ear, his lips brushing against the shell and I shiver. My body responds instantly.
Oh. Oh dammit, I’ve leaked more slick. I do not have enough spare panties to deal with this.
Knox sniffs, raising a knowing eyebrow at me.
I bite my lip but sigh with resignation. What does he want me to do? It’s biology, and it’s not me that’s doing it, it’s them! With their scent, and their heated looks, and their touch.
He watches me while rubbing his bottom lip with his thumb, deep in thought, but doesn’t mention how heavily I’mperfuming. How obvious it is that my body wants them.Desiresthem badly.
Viper’s amusement is unmistakable in our bond. It’s like the whole awkward situation is for his personal entertainment.
"Get some rest," Knox eventually orders. "Training starts at 0800."
Rest. Yes. That is what I need. A reset for my exhausted mind and body so I have a better defense against this assault on my Omega instincts.
I glance over the room. There are three single cots, the overstuffed old couch… and five of us.
I don’t have a formal education, but even I know the math does not add up.
My gaze flicks to Viper questioningly, and he smiles with a possessive gleam in his green eyes, opening his arms wide. "You can bunk with me, pretty girl."
Tingles of delight flood through my veins, and I don’t care that I’m probably going to end up humping him in my sleep.
Finally!
After everything. Every obstacle, every awkward pause, every steamy sparring session… I finally get to nest with my Alpha. MybondedAlpha.
We haven’t had a moment to really feel it, to bask in the bond that’s blooming between us. To revel in our connection. I can't wait to cuddle up against his huge, furnace-warm body, breathing in his scent until it chases the bad dreams away. Screw the lack of blankets or nesting fluff. He’s all I need. He’ll make it perfect.
I leap from the couch and into his arms, giggling as he catches me with a low, satisfied grunt. He swings me around until my legs instinctively wrap around his waist.
He nuzzles the top of my head, breathing me in, then presses a kiss into my hair like he can’t help himself. When I tilt myface up, the want in his gaze nearly knocks the wind out of me. His pupils are blown wide, hunger simmering just beneath the surface.
That look. Frack, I guess I’m not the only one who is having trouble controlling their instincts.
It’s the same look he had right before he fucked me hard in the cellar.
He lowers his head and kisses me. It’s deep, sultry, lingering like he’s savoring the shape of my lips. I melt like butter, boneless in his arms, my fingers fisting in the back of his shirt as I cling to him.
My hips shift, and I can feel the hard line of his arousal pressing against me. A bolt of need shoots through my core, my Omega preening with delight at the promise of his knot.
I want him. Badly. Completely. Two days without a knot is far, far too long now that I know how incredible it feels.
An arm bands around my middle and wrenches.
I scream. The sound raw with surprise and alarm as I’m ripped from Vipers embrace.
Chaos erupts.
Snarls crack the air, followed by the thunder of bodies colliding. Fists fly as shoulders slam and territorial roars echo in the small space, savage and unrestrained.
"Stop!"Knox bellows an earth-rattling Alpha Command.
Everything halts.
I whimper, and instinct takes over. My Omega knows what to do when Alphas fight over her. My head tilts to the side, exposing my neck, the vulnerable gland pulsing with my rapid heartbeat. Submission pours from me in waves, my Omega desperately trying to keep the peace.
