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And he impales me on his cock in one long stroke. Pain and pleasure battle inside me as my body stretches to accommodate his length. It hurts so badly, and the angle he has me at is savage.
He grabs my hips and bounces me up and down on his cock. Each thrust is violent and rough.
The whole time, Memphis won’t stop praising me, his rumbling voice vibrating through me. He might be quiet the rest of the time, but when he’s fucking me, filthy words spill out of him. I love the contrast, the strong silent hunter turning into a dirty-mouthed Alpha eager to make his Omega feel desired.
“Yes, such a good girl,” he praises through gritted teeth. “You’re taking my cock so well. Fuck! You feel incredible, sunshine.”
His nose scrapes along my jawline and down my neck and he shudders as he continues to pound into me and I wonder if my scent is making him as wild as his scent is making me.
His words get under my skin, making me feel so good. I want to make him feel good too—I want Memphis’s reassurance and his compliments. A man like him doesn’t hand out meaningless praise.
He bounces me harder, and I scream, closing my eyes to handle how insanely good it feels. Memphis stops abruptly, taking my chin between his fingers.
“No,” he demands. “Eyes on me, Brooklyn. I want to see how good I make you feel.”
Hearing my name from his lips stuns me. My eyes open and I blink at him, taking in his dead serious expression.
“Look down,” he says, his tone dark. “Look how well your pussy takes me.”
I glance down to see his cock entering me, my lower lips spread around his width. It’s so hot, I can barely keep from coming right then. My slick is all over him, covering and marking him. His cock smells like me, and the idea sends a gush of liquid from me. I see it drip from where we’re joined to the forest floor.
“Fuck,” Memphis mutters. He takes a step and I feel rough bark against my back. He’s pushed me up against a tree, giving him the leverage to fuck me even harder.
Distantly, I can see the other Alphas glance back at us, then keep going, giving us at least a modicum of privacy to do what we need to.
It feels right that we’re doing this here. Memphis and I, we’re both creatures who belong in the forest. We’re happier here than anywhere with four walls and a roof. This is the perfect place for us to join, surrounded by the rustle of wind through leaves, the breeze rustling our hair while we rut against each other like animals.
Our rhythm slows as we approach our release. I feel Memphis’s knot pressing against me, working to enter me. My body wants it so badly, I’m aching for it. My head falls to his shoulder as his fingers tighten even more around my hips. The world seems to stand still for a moment, and then his knot’s inside me, locking us together. His hot cum spurts in me, and the sensation of it triggers my own orgasm. It’s so powerful that every nerve sparks with electricity. I’m left panting against him, his sex locked inside me.
I raise my head, and Memphis’s eyes are so dark that I can barely see the man I’m starting to know in them. He snarls and lurches forward, his teeth scraping against my neck.
My body stiffens. I flash back to the last Alpha who put his teeth on me, forcing the sickening, awful bond between us. I wait for Memphis to force me, too.
But he doesn’t.
His canines press against me, and he goes perfectly still. We stay that way for a matter of heartbeats. Then he pulls away, and his eyes are deep brown. Memphis is back, though I can tell he’s forcing his animal side down. I watch as a flash of horror then self-loathing moves across his features.
He lowers his head, looking away and down. His neck is completely exposed to me. It’s a sign of submission, showing me that I’m the one in charge here. He’s not going to mark me.
It takes a minute or so for my body to calm itself. For now, I’m not scared. I know Memphis won’t force anything. But it frightens me how close he got. I saw how hard it was for him to stop himself from biting me. How easily his self-control slipped through his fingers. There’s no way I can be sure he won’t cross that line again.
The way Memphis fucked me was everything I crave. Rough, possessive, territorial. Even though I’m not sure I can trust him, I’m also not sure I can resist the chance to have him again. This serious, silent man who’s only soft for me.
I can make that decision later. For now, I don’t want to spend the time we’ll share together fighting. Memphis and I should be connecting while we wait for his knot to release me.
I cradle his cheek in my hand, raising his gaze. A sign that I forgive him, for now at least.
Carefully, he takes a seat on the ground, his back against the tree. I’m straddling him, his knot still tucked securely inside me. Gently, he brushes stray strands of hair behind my ears. He’s showing me that he cares, that he’s sorry. My lips curl upward, pleased with the affection.
Until his eyes fix on my neck.
Instinctively, I raise my hand to cover the bite mark there. Of course, he won’t let me get away with it, lifting the hand from my neck. He bites his lower lip and I can see the wheels turning in his head.
“I didn’t sense a bond,” he mutters. “Did I miss it? Are you…”
He trails off, like the idea of me being bonded to another physically pains him.
“No,” I say. Technically, the bond with Grayson still lingers, but for the most part, it’s gone. I can barely sense him through it anymore.
