“All of me belongs to you now, Omega. Come here.”
With that, he pulled me into his chest, my tight nipples brushing against the corded muscles. I groaned as he lifted my calf, resting it over his hip. His mouth closed around his mark, and I moaned. He slid into me, his chest vibrating with his purr.
Itwas a heavenly sound. And it was only for me.
In only a few slow strokes, I shattered, coming with his name on my lips as he knotted me again.
Kaelen held me close, moving with a reverence that took my breath away. I dozed in and out, succumbing to the intensity of my heat and our new bond. When I was awake, he caressed me, murmuring words of love and adoration that I felt echoed in the bond.
Now, he could never hide from me or me from him. There was no doubting his commitment. I was foolish to ever think he was anything less than worshipful. Any uncertainties I harbored disappeared.
Kaelen was my alpha.
He was my home.
My everything.
My sanctuary and salvation.
My mate. My love.
My eyes fluttered, lost in the rhythm of his body, the scent of his skin, the caress of his rough fingers. I sank into a blissful sleep, one lulled by the hum of my alpha beating in my chest.
When I woke, the smell of fresh bread and the dulcet purr of his voice greeted me. The afterglow of my heat still muddled my senses. I reached out, spreading my fingers in the mussed blankets of my nest, cocooned by the scent of my alpha. My other hand rested on the ridges of his stomach, my head on his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart.
His hand covered mine, gently stroking my knuckles, bringing them to his lips and kissing them.
“Good morning, mo chroí.”
“Is it? Morning, that is?”
“Yes. You have been in and out for the last two days.”
A sleepy, content look glazed my expression, and my hand drifted to my throat. My fingers danced over the raised mark. I loosened a disbelieving breath. It was real. It hadn’t been a heat-fueled daydream. The bond glowed in my chest, radiating love.
As if answering my unspoken thoughts.
I glanced at Kaelen, his eyes twinkling in the morning lightfiltering through the sheer curtains. He brushed over his mark, and I shivered. He reached behind him, closing his fingers around a glass.
“Drink,” he ordered, bringing the rim to my lips.
“Bossy alpha,” I said, still doing as he said.
“Stubborn omega,” he bit back, a quiet laugh softening his retort.
The cool water slid down my throat, and I nearly moaned, forgetting how good water tasted. He continued to feed me, his touches constant and reassuring until I pushed him away, too full to eat anymore.
I basked in the brilliance of our bond, touching him as much as he touched me. Eventually, we’d have to leave my nest, but for a little while longer, it was just us. I burrowed into him, flicking my tongue over his pulse, making him release a possessive sound that made my pussy contract.
After what felt like an eternity, he shifted, rolling onto his back and settling me on his waist. I squeaked, his tip nudging me. A wolfish grin slid into place, making him look even more dangerous. The tip of his tongue pressed into the roof of his mouth, his palms caressing my curves.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, Omega,” he whispered, his voice still rough with sleep.
My heart lurched, my omega nervous about leaving our nest. Every instinct screamed for us to stay in our haven. The tired creases around his eyes faded, and he lifted my chin with a gentle finger.
Our bond hummed behind my sternum.
“Don’t worry, sweet omega, it’s still us. After our bath we can curl back into this nest, and I can lick that pretty cunt of yours until you're screaming for your alpha.”
