Sweat clung to my brow, my hair sticking to my face.
“Kaelen,” I moaned, dragging my nails along his back hard enough to leave marks.
My marks. He was mine.Myalpha.
“That’s it, mo chroí. Say my name while you come for me.”
The command buzzed over my sensitive skin and on the next pump of his fingers, I shattered, every self-doubt disappearing as my climax tore through me. A rush of slick coated my thighs and his fingers—the sound wet and lewd.
I sagged, and my body collapsed onto the downy blankets. Kaelen’s fingers slowed to a stop as he flicked my clit one final time. Short, ragged breaths stabbed me behind my sternum.
This. This was what omegas talked about when they found their alphas. The passion. The intensity. Therightness.Whenever I read stories in magazines about omegas and their alphas, I always rolled my eyes at the absurdity of it all.
There was no such thing as perfectmates.
But fuck, if Kaelen Finnegan wasn’t doing his best to prove me a liar.
Rough fingers brushed over my navel as Kaelen rested his chin on my stomach. My arousal glistened in his copper beard, his jeweled eyes twinkling with dark specks as he licked my release from his fingers.
“Fucking addicting,” he said, never looking away.
My pussy squeezed around nothing, aching at the loss of him. My mind was blissfully blank, my omega at the forefront with a single thought.Please, Alpha.I enjoyed it. The lack of responsibility. The lack of anything.
Only pleasure.
Only him.
It had never felt like this before.
Maybe Sam was right—I needed an alpha.
Not all omegas did, but Kaelen’s alpha calmed me. And a small—insecure—part of me wasn’t ready to acknowledge that it wasn’t just Kaelen’s alpha, but Kaelen who comforted me.
A shadow slid into my vision, ending my curious musings. Kaelen looked down at me with a hungry, determined stare as his knees settled against my thighs, holding me open. Exposing me. Pieces of hair hung over his face as he sat back on his haunches, straining against his suit pants.
The leather of his belt glided along the fabric as he dropped it to the floor with a thud. Dark-rimmed eyes never left mine as he undid the button and zip, stripping. I tried to ignore the ashy taste as his cock slapped against his stomach.
It was thick and weeping pre-cum. Tattooed fingers curled around the length, fisting it and lazily smearing his arousal downto his knot at the base.
My eyes widened when I saw it, a slight panic growing as I worried about how it would fit. I’d never taken a knot before. With his free hand, he cradled my chin, rubbing my cheek. I perfumed at the touch, and his nose twitched.
“You can take it. You were made for me. Are you ready for my knot, Omega?”
Instinct took over, my omega eager to please.
And so was I. I wanted to make Kaelen feel as good as he made me feel.
My momentary fear was forgotten as my omega demanded that we present for our alpha. I made to roll over onto my stomach when he gripped my hips, stopping me. A pathetic sound trilled in my chest as I clutched Kaelen’s arms, still attempting to get on my belly for him.
“No. I want to look in your eyes as I knot your delicious cunt for the first time.”
Something malfunctioned in the silence.
I blinked, painfully aware of the ache in my pussy. My omega hissed beneath the surface, and for a moment, I was transfixed on him. I nodded as I scratched my nails through his beard, the coarse hairs grounding me. I reached up, and tugged his bun loose, letting the long copper strands frame his face.
Fuck.He was unfairly gorgeous.
Threads of tension unraveled as I ran my fingers through his hair. He smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. His tip nudged my pussy, and I squeaked. The next breath stuck in my throat as he sealed his lips to mine.
