“Ass up, baby. I’m going to fill this pretty pussy until you can’t hold any more of my claim so you never forget I’myours, and you’re ours. Are you going to let me knot and bite you? Scarring you as ours forever and ever.”
Her nightmares don’t even get the chance to take hold. I grab her by the throat as she fights free of the others to turn. I feel her pulse jump under my thumb. And I know that other prick manhandled her, probably exactly like this, but for the rest of my life I will be replacing core memories with reminders for her. I wait for her full awareness and her scent to sweeten, like I knew it would. In her heart she knows without question I would never hurt her, no matter how roughly I love. She also knows she’s in complete control of any play we set up.
I squeeze my hands slightly, watching the heat in her eyes ramp up. Only then do I pull her to me and kiss the pleas off her puffy lips before speaking slowly against her ear. “You are it for us. And we’re so fucking blessed to call you ours. I’m going to ask one last time, is this what you want, sweetheart?”
She whimpers, and when I look into her eyes, I see the clarity back, stronger than ever. She cups my face, her lips ghosting mine. “Yes. Yes, now. Yes, later. Yes, forever. Yes for longer if possible. But now, Hendrix!”
“Of course, sweetheart. Anything you want.” I pledge my words against her lips with a steady stream of my scent in through her parted lips.
My touch turns softer, despite the ravage beast inside wanting to slap her ass and fuck her stupid. That will happen, but this has to happen too. Our Omega needs beautiful reminders of how we see her as our treasure.
I help her turn, and Dominic and Ryder help as well. They’re kissing and touching, cooing in her ear, and rubbing their scent over her face, her hair, anywhere they can reach.
After kissing my way down her spine, I wrap my hands around her hips, gripping hard enough to bruise. Dominic andRyder each press a hand to her shoulders, holding her down while I tease her with the tip of my cock, until she’s coated us both in her desire. And then I take my sweet ass time entering her soaked pussy so she feels every rigid inch of my devotion. She trembles.
“You’re doing so good, sweetheart.”
She snarls, “For fuck’s sake, Hen!”
I silence her protests by slamming my knot, making her bolt upright. Which works. Wrapping an arm around her stomach, I piston hard and fast until I’m drowning her from the inside out.
She squeezes around me, trapping me inside her body. Sharing with me her orgasm was as brutal as mine.
We keep moving, reading each other effortlessly—no thought or hesitation. Twisting until I find the sweet curve where her shoulder meets her neck, I bite down, claiming her as ours. Before the opportunity slips away, I bite her—this time beneath her ear, one of my favourite spots on her body—claiming her asmine.
The scent of her happiness, the flutter of her orgasm around my cock have me pulling her backward so she’s settled on my lap. She sighs the most serene sound under her whimpering and pleasure before she whispers my name like it’s a prayer.
“Thank you.”
She snatches my arm, and with superhuman strength, pulls it to her mouth and bites me right back in the gap between my index finger and thumb. Scarring me and claiming me in a very obvious way. I won’t be able to shake someone’s hand without them seeing I’m a packed Alpha.
It works for me on so many levels.
Simona might be reserved and softly spoken, but as our pack binds align into a bond, she comes in like a wreckingball. The fallout is instant, and my foundations are shaken, levelled out, and rebuilt in a fraction of a second.
“Such a good girl,” I praise, holding her still. Again, more for my sake than hers.
Except Simona apparently is a demon in disguise, and she keeps rewriting her way into my soul as she licks and suckles on her fresh claiming bite. Lapping at the blood and trailing her tongue through her puncture wounds like a kitten. Although she could touch me anywhere and I’d be similarly thrown. Today though, that damn tricky fucking tongue of hers, along with the scent of her heat, brings me to orgasm.
Dominic’s purr in my ears happens at the same time he appears in the bond. My heart feels suddenly too small, until the both of them keep pouring their essence inside, changing the space forever.
And then there’s a pause in that space.
It’s like time comes to a screeching halt when Simona bursts into tears.
Chapter
Thirty-Nine
RYDER
The tears were always going to come.
Simona’s strength is her pure heart and beautiful soul. Those emotions of hers, always swinging side from side, are what makes her so goddamn fucking spectacular.
“Sin, you can see me right here.” I talk, probably louder than necessary, but I’d do anything so she doesn’t have to suffer.
I hold her attention by grabbing her hand. “I’m right here.”
