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The first round wasa frenzy, and she fell into not quite a sleep but almost a resting state. A place where the frantic pounding of arousal and need stilled.
Crow slithers up the nest, pushing her thighs apart and sinking into her. I’m about to protest, but he rolls them, and she buries her face in his neck and relaxes.
I cock my head to the side, watching. The tension in the room fades even further with Crow’s touch. He kisses her face as he slowly moves inside her. So, it would appear this omega likes touch almost as much as Crow does. That is interesting.
This whole situation is bizarre, and I’m feeling all sorts of things that I need to not be thinking in the nest. My negativity won’t help anyone right now. We all need to be alert and calm.
Saint is leaning up against the wall, watching them intently. I want to rail at him, demand he fix this, run away. Because there’ssomething else inside me that is getting louder and louder and is becoming impossible to ignore.
I want her. So simple. I. Want. Her.
She was a virgin. Why the hell didn’t she say anything? Why did she let us hurt her? This omega is destroying all my preconceived notions.
My mouth waters as passion fruit fills the air, and I find myself drawn towards her, unable to stay away. I grip her around the waist, pulling her off Crow.
I stand her up and stare into those glazed and frenzied eyes. She looks ravenous and wild. Untamed. Her white hair is a sultry cloud around her, her eyes have turned to sapphires. She is luminous and sensual.
A wild fantasy brought to life.
“I want you to beg, Omega.” Those words and the tone I use make me flinch, but I can’t bring myself to take them back. But Bethany just presses closer, panting.
“Please, Alpha.”
I close my eyes. “I would give you anything you asked for, anything you needed, if you just say my name,” I whisper the words, absolutely sure she’s too out of it to understand.
Her hands land on either side of my cheeks, delicately holding me still. All my focus is on her when I open my eyes.
“Hunter, I need you.”
I open my mouth to protest, to argue, to try to talk her out of it, but her lips land on mine. She kisses me like she’s starving for my touch. Her hands slide up over my shoulders, and I’m reminded, forcefully, that she’s naked. I lift my hands, hesitating for just a moment before all my protests fade. I slide my fingers up her back, pulling her closer. She arches into my hold, panting and squirming against me.
“Need you, Alpha. Please.”
I drag her down to the nest and lay over the top of her. Her thighs part immediately. I grind myself against her sopping cunt.
“What do you need, Omega?”
“Knots, your knot.”
I growl and seize her breast, squeezing it until she writhes against me.
“Yes! More!”
Her eyes pin me, but the challenge in them drags out the alpha in me. I lift my chest but keep my pelvis pinning her.
I seize her throat in my hand and press. She moans. I can feel her body twitching and rocking against me. This doesn’t scare her at all. I don’t scare her. The relief is instant.
“You like this, Omega?” I croon, putting a bite into my words.
“Yes,” she barely breathes, those eyes open again, and this time, her pupils are huge and black.
I curse under my breath and shift my hips, rubbing my cock through her slick-drenched folds.
“Yes! More!” She moans and arches. Her hands claw at my shoulders, pulling me down. I tighten the hold on her throat, cutting off her ability to breathe. Her mouth parts, her lower lip shiny and puffy.
I lean over her really slowly; I take her lower lip in between my teeth and tug. She tastes like salt and passion fruit, like something I’ve always wanted but never knew I did. I thrust my hips and grind against her.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Omega. How can you be this wet?” I growl through my hold on her. The temptation to bite just a little harder, to draw blood, to give her my bond, pounds at me.
