Page 42 of Omega Ruined

"Do it," I said roughly, tapping the top of my shoulder, right where I'd bitten her. "Rip me apart."

Instead of biting me, the little omega leaned forward me, pressing her lips to mine. "I haven't even kissed you yet."

The kiss would have been incredible if I didn't feel like dying because she didn't deserve to be here. She never should have been kidnapped. Or forced into a bond that she had never chosen.

"Hey." Olivia pulled back with a frown. "Stop overthinking. I can't tell exactly what you're thinking, but the emotions come through the bond. You did something awful, but you were feral. I forgive you, now forgive yourself."

Then she bit me. Those little teeth were sharper than I'd expected and just like I'd told her to, she tore into me, sinking her teeth deep and shaking like a ferocious little dog. By the time she let go, the pain was spreading rapidly through my shoulder.

Lifting a face dripping with my blood, Olivia studied me. "Better?"

The bond was fully complete, overtaking my guilt and pouring her calm through it. She really wasn't angry at me.

"Yes. Thank you." I leaned in and kissed her back this time, pushing aside all other thoughts. "You really are perfect for us."

"Told you," Kienan grumbled.

I snapped my teeth at him. "You don't get to say fuck all. You kidnapped our mate."

"How many times do I have to tell you it was the only way we could get hold of an omega?"

Feeling Olivia's frustration through the bond, I glared at the man and pulled her closer. "You fucked up, buddy. You know it. We know it."

"Dean, you need to dress that wound," Zephyr said. "Come upstairs."

"My mate can tend it," I said, not pulling my eyes from Kienan. "Right, Olivia?"

She didn't answer, but immediately bent to lick the wound until it stopped bleeding. Every swipe of her warm tongue sent more blood rushing to my groin and it was all I could do not to start jerking my hips against her. I'd embarrassed myself enough though. Cumming twice in my pants with our precious omega was not something I wanted to continue doing.

Scooping her up, I carried Olivia toward the stairs. She wrapped her legs around me and kept licking and cleaning my biteuntil I could barely walk.

"Where the hell are you going now?" Vale called out.

"To properly claim my mate instead of embarrassing myself for the third time," I shot back.

I carried her into my room and tossed her gently on the bed while I turned to lock the door. For good measure, I jammed a chair under the knob too, making Olivia giggle.

Then I turned, undoing my belt and pushing my pants down over my hips. "I'm going to devour you in the best ways, little one."

She suddenly looked nervous.

"You'll love it," I promised.

"It's not that. I'm broken, Dean. I don't slick, I don't have heats. I don't even know if I can cum anymore." She looked embarrassed, but I caught her chin and tilted it up.

"Baby, you're not broken, you're just right for us. Let me show you?"

She reluctantly nodded and I smiled. Let the games begin.

Chapter twenty-three

Slickless

Iwas a broken omega. Even with a nearly naked, stunning speciman of a man standing over me, my body didn't slick. I heated up and my core throbbed, but I didn't produce the one thing I needed to really have great sex. For the alphas to really enjoy me.

"Stop overthinking," Dean said, repeating my words from earlier.

He was on his knees in front of me, wearing only his black boxer briefs, his erection poking out the waistband. Every inch of him was perfect. Bronzed skin over defined muscles, strong legs, sculptured chest… I wanted to lick every inch of him.