His leather scent makes my mouth water, and the outline of his cock ismassiveagainst my aching cunt.
His purr is louder than thunder, and delicious tingles dance on every inch of my skin.
And yet he stares at me like I’m made of glass.
“Are you…are yourejectingme?” the words come out in a disbelieving growl, and I realize my inner Omega has spoken for me.
This situation is something out of a dream, some bizarre set of circumstances that would never happen in a hundred years.
I’m snowed in with the Alphas I’ve always wanted.
And here, Fang is staring at me like…
Like he thinks he’s making a mistake?
I can’t decipher the look on his face. There’s a mixture of urgency, arousal evident in his huge pupils, and the slightest hint of fear.
He jolts at my question, like I slapped him.
“No. Fuck, no, baby.” He tilts his head back, showing off those red marks once again, his corded neck looking even more tempting from this angle. “Fuck, you have no idea how much I want this.”
Judging by the way his erection is growing, I havesomeidea.
“My worry is you don’t want this, too,” he gasps. “I…it’s taking every ounce of self-control I have left to not do filthy things to you.”
I am about to slap him. My inner Omega has never been surer of something in her life.
She’s been waiting for her scent matches. She’s been holding out for the Alphas that were made for her.
“Then do them,professor,” I purr, and he lets out a curse-filled growl. He quickly flips us so he’s on top of me and buries his face in my neck.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he hisses. His pants are still on, which is a travesty, but he thrusts against me anyway. My cunt, stretched and sensitive from Ivan’s cock, jolts at the sensation. “Ever since that first day, walking into my class like a fucking tease, smelling like goddamn flowers—” he accentuates his words with another thrust against me, so rough it’s almost painful but still incredible. “—like honey, and everything I shouldn’t want.”
He nuzzles my mating gland, and the stimulation has tears filling my eyes. “You’re the sweetest, brightest person in my life. Just thinking about you puts a fucking glow behind my eyes. Everything has more colorbecauseof you.”
I whimper, tears openly flowing down my face, and he licks them away gently. “And if it’s not the same for you, if you regretthis after your Heat, I wouldn’t be able to breathe. I wouldn’t be able to live with the knowledge that you thought it was too soon.”
Relief fills my lungs as I card my fingers through his dark hair and tug. “I may be in Heat, I may have an Omega that wants you,” he moans when I pull his strands again, “but I’m still me. I’m still actively choosing you.” I thrust my hips against him and whine. “I still want you to knot me, Fang.”
He raises his mouth from my gland to look at me, his lips inches from my face. “Yeah?” he breathes with glassy eyes.
“Yeah.”
Before he can close the distance, I crash my mouth to his. It’s messy, his tongue sliding across mine, but that leather taste is just what I needed. He growls and sucks on my tongue, eliciting a surprised whine from me.
“Such a pretty, perfect, girl,” he hisses against my lips. “Still can’t believe it’s you.”
“I’m far from perfect,” I gasp out, and he chuckles darkly.
“I have yet to see it.”
I mean to argue, but he silences me with his lips.
He kisses differently than Ivan. He kisses like he intends to rip my soul from my body, to plunge his tongue so deeply inside me that he never gets my taste out of his mouth.
It makes me feral. I sink my teeth into his lip, and he hisses.
“Knew you’d be a biter,” he groans. “You wild thing. Knew you’d be like this.”
