“Come…with me!” I moan.
“I’m close,” Bellamy says, his face showing pain as he hurtles toward his release.
I start to get lightheaded as my cock twitches hard and ropes of cum begin to paint my abs.
“So fucking sexy,” he groans, shuddering. I can feel him come as he fills my ass with it, and I moan as his thrusts break their rhythm.
Pulling me up, his lips smash onto mine as I hug him. I’m getting cum on him and neither of us care. Bellamy pushes me back so he can lick up my cum, and I get lost in how good that feels until his teeth bite down.
“Harder,” I groan, unthinkingly. “Yes, oh God!”
Bellamy whimpers as we shudder in pleasure together, and then I feel something different inside of me. Eyes wide, he looks up at me, terror and fear in his eyes. There’s a little blood on his lips, and I realize he accidentally broke skin.
“Don’t freak out!”
My legs wrap around his waist to keep him close, and I gasp as his cock twitches and gets hard inside of me again.
“I’m okay if you’re okay,” I promise him. “What happened?”
I know we’re bonded, I can feel it solidifying between us, just like I can fucking feel the terror inside of him. I don’t like that part.
“I…was tasting your cum, and then the next second, I needed to bite you,” he whispers, his eyes wide.
“Good,” I reply.
“I…I didn’t ask, there wasn’t a conversation!” he hisses, worried.
“The only conversation that needs to ever happen is the one we have with you about biting you or Winter. We’re already yours. We’re just waiting to be claimed, baby,” I say with a grin.
“Fair’s fair,” he growls, swallowing as he stares at me, giving me his arm. “I want it somewhere people can see. Please, bite me, Ansel.”
Well, consent doesn’t get clearer than that. There’s no other thoughts in my mind, other than to do exactly what he wants. The bond is already there on his side, it’ll just itch until it’s completed.
At least, that’s what I tell myself, because the only thing screaming deep inside is‘mine’.
My omega, my mate, my scent match. Nothing else matters.
My teeth ache, and I groan as I bite down on Bellamy’s forearm. The bite will turn into a translucent scar everyone can see once it heals. Everyone will know he’s taken, bonded, and mine.
Bellamy’s eyes are glassy as I lift my head, and I grin as I hug him tightly.
“Let’s go shower and go to bed?” I suggest.
“Sounds good,” he says, yawning. “I think I’m ready.”
The words feel weighted with meaning, and I sigh happily at the completed bond. Late night snacks are fun.
Chapter
Twenty-Four
WINTER
I’ve been workingat Spanish Silk and Moss for almost a week now, and loving it. While the clients can sometimes be impatient or difficult, I don’t mind. It makes me stretch my abilities, and forces me to be very precise with my stitching because of how expensive the materials are. No one wants a hole in their clothes due to my not being careful enough.
Cordelia also has a few debutantes who have come into the store with their parents, looking for gowns before the season starts. I can see why she said the alterations consultant, Daphne, has been really busy now.
We’ve both been working in the dressing room with clients, but she’s not very chatty. Since I’m busy, and I’m not much for small talk either, I don’t mind it. I bought myself a pair of discreet earphones to play music from my phone while I’m working in the back. It helps me drown everyone else out, and no one minds pulling me back to reality when I need to help a client.
