She screamed with her orgasm when I finally locked inside, and I buried my face in her neck as I came at the same time. Endless hot cum spurted inside her, filling her up so completely I could practically feel the bulge in her abdomen.
The world faded around me until all that was left washer.
I kissed her, dipping my tongue into her mouth and nipping her swollen lips. “You’re mine, forever.”
“Forever.” She pulled out my hair tie and ran her fingers through my hair. “Bond me.”
I jolted back, and we both groaned as the movement tugged on my knot.
“What did you just say?”
She caressed my cheek, her eyes bright and lucid. “Bond me, Wilder. Please.”
My rut receded, allowing me to think at least a bit more clearly. “We don’t have to rush it, Lucy.”
“You don’t want to?”
“Of course I want to, sweetheart. I would be the luckiest bastard in the world to be bonded with you.” I brushed her hair out of her eyes. “But I need to earn back your trust.”
She shook her head. “I’ve spent the past year believing I couldn’t trust myself. I’ve been looking outside of myself to find direction, hoping I would get a sign from the universe that would tell me what to do, who I should be. But I finally feel like maybe I can trust what I want.” She wrapped her arms around my neck in a tight hug. “WhoI want. And I want you.”
I shuddered, my throat tight with emotion. “You are my everything.”
My mouth watered as I kissed the spot where her neck met her shoulder. I hesitated for a heartbeat. A few hours ago I’d been ready to leave Starlight Grove because I could never be with this omega, and now she was begging me to bond her.
“I love you,” I murmured.
She ran her fingers through my hair. “I love you, too.”
Her words ripped apart my world and put it back together, the painful cracks of my past now gilded with gold. I scraped my teeth against her skin and then—
I bit down, entwining our souls together forever. The second her blood hit my tongue, the frenzy of rut returned.
I drew back, staring at my mark.
More.
She needed more.
So everyone would know she was claimed.
She squealed as I sat up, taking her with me so she was straddling my hips.
Yes, perfect. Now she was in the right position.
I curved forward and bit her breast, my chest rumbling withsatisfaction to see another bond mark on her. She inhaled sharply, her fingers trailing along her second mark. I honed in on her hand and then my teeth dug into her palm. My chest rumbled with a satisfied purr.
A peal of laughter broke through my haze, and a sting on my neck cracked me wide open. Lucy sank her teeth into my skin, and her emotions flooded through me, light and vibrant. And if Lucy was part of me—living in my soul,lovingme—I might not be a monster after all.
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Lucy
I’d never been this contentin my life, which was strange since I was outside, completely naked, and covered in dirt and twigs.
But none of that mattered because I was snuggled against my alpha’s chest with his vibrating purr against my cheek, his soul entwined with mine, and his marks on my body. I’d never heard of an alpha leaving multiple bond marks on their omega, but after years of being unsure if I was wanted, this was exactly the reassurance I needed.
I inhaled, drawing in his scent—smoky leather and pine, as wild as the alpha holding me. We clung to each other, breathing through the tempest of sensations, a storm of love soothing away our fears and anxiety.
