“He’ll be fine,” Sinclair murmured. “Looks superficial. The blood loss is a lot, and he’ll need an infusion?—”
Sinclair gasped, his body doubling over. Seconds later, my stomach burned, nausea rising. It hurt so much.
I leaned forward over my bent thighs, breathing shallowly.It will pass.It will pass.I kept repeating it to myself, but the pain was like being bitten for the first time. Slickness gathered at my throat, but I didn’t swipe the blood away.
I held my stomach, the dull pain throbbing.
Our half-completed bond broke with a snap.
“You guys hold on a bit longer.” Poor Kyan sounded scared. “Once the cops take them and close up the crime scene, we’ll get out of here.”
I struggled to breathe and closed my eyes to block Sinclair from my vision. His face was etched with pain, and blood dripped from his nose.
Chapter 51
Icarried Briar’s limp body into her room and settled her on the bed. Blood dried on the side of her neck, from her expunging my claiming bite.
The organ in my chest pulsed to remind me that I wasn’t chosen. And it bloody hurt. I straightened her legs and rolled her onto her side to unzip her dress.
Kyan tried to take her from me earlier, but I couldn’t be away from her right now, not so soon after the softness she’d forced into me from the bond. So I left him to handle Elias and get him a transfusion. With the dress undone, I pulled her arm out of one side of the sleeves, then the next. Kneeling at the end of the bed, I tugged it down her body until the black dress was off.
I was glad I’d never having taken a dress off a woman so carefully. The act was personal and intimate.
Her breasts bounced with each movement. I pulled at her heels, and after a few tries, I finally managed to get them off.Then I tugged her thong off. She lay on the bed, arms at her side, nude.
Beautiful Omega.
I took my clothes off and kicked them aside and climbed up her body until I stretched over her. Our bodies were flush to one another, and I could feel the steady pump of her heart. Her cookie scent played through my nose, making me painfully hard. I burrowed my face into her neck and kissed the thin flesh.
Using my knees, I parted her legs and settled between them.
She didn’t understand how desperate I was for her. She didn’t believe me. Made sense since she didn’t know how I acted with women who weren’t her.
I was the first to choose myself, but not now that I had something so precious.
Not until I had her.
I lifted myself slightly and reached down to guide my cock into her. Her warm pussy enveloped my length, ripping a shiver out of me.
Her muscles pulsed around my shaft. I pressed my knuckle gently against her clit. She gasped in her sleep and slick gathered, making it easy for me to push the rest of the way in. I stopped moving and braced both arms beside her head—stilling.
Briar twitched underneath me, her mouth parting with another moan. More slick and precum made my next glide ease into her.
Her hard nipples grazed against my chest.
Briar moaned, and her cunt squeezed my length with pulsing throbs. A small orgasm.
I groaned into her neck. She was so perfect.
Her limp body twitched and stiffened. She’d woken.
“Hi, sweets,” I murmured against her ear and lifted.
Her sleepy eyes opened.
“Sin?” she croaked.
My cock throbbed inside her, loving her saying my nickname. It meant everything coming from her.
