Page 3 of Dark Revolution

Bending my head low, I scrape my teeth over the hardened nub and suck it deep into my mouth, fabric and all. Annalise gasps and jolts under my touch. Such a responsive little thing. Switching my purr to a growl, I’m rewarded with a full-body groan as she writhes in my arms. Her eyes are almost solid black as I rock my body against hers, introducing her to the age-old rhythm as I capture her lips with mine.

Slick pours from her body, wetting my pants with her arousal. I growl again, delighting in yet another gush. Her moans turn to pained wails as she claws at me, her body begging me to be sated with every touch, every scratch. I knew she was close, but not this close. Thank Elex. I knew I could have held out longer if needed, but each passing day was like torture.

Her fragrant arousal runs down my legs, and I finally allow myself to give in and taste what’s so freely being offered. Pushing her deeper into the nest, I grip the base of the dress and yank on it, ripping it from bottom to top, baring Annalise to my hungry gaze. Her skin is the pale alabaster typical of omegas, and her dark nipples stand out like blood against the snow. I capture one taut bud with my fingers as I lap at the other one.

Reaching down, I slide my fingers through her bottom lips, groaning as her slick coats my fingers. I’ve had women before, and all of them were betas. True, they were enhanced to mimic an omega, but being here on top of one, feeling the difference, it’s like night and day. I already knew once I had Annalise that I was never letting her go, but now that she’s underneath me, writhing against my touch, I know that I will kill anyone who ever tries to take her away from me.

The myth of the omega can’t even compare to the woman in my arms - it’s a pale representation. I skim my lips down her neck, settling over where I plan to place my mark and lick the warm skin in preparation. I’ve been waiting for this moment for weeks now, and I know I won’t last long. Sliding my finger into her tight hole, I feel the barrier genetically put in place and smile a feral grin against her neck.

Over the years, the scientists found a way to ensure the women of all dynamics, Alpha females excluded, had protections in place. A thick, rigid barrier made for an uncomfortable mating session, but it gave the illusion of control. With that barrier in place, a man was more hesitant to touch her. The proof of the defilement would be indisputable, holding men accountable for how they treated the women.

Granted, there are always ways to get what you want, and I’m sure eventually someone will figure out how to work around it. Regardless, as I draw my finger in and out, testing her, teasing her, elation fills my soul. Even when I die, no man will ever again be able to take what I’m about to claim. I never considered myself possessive until this moment, until I pull back and surge back into her with three fingers, breaking through the skin until my fingers are deep inside of her. Annalise wails, her body shuddering underneath me, but I’m too far gone.

Red tinges my vision as I pump my fingers into her, over and over again, until her body quakes for a far more pleasurable reason. Roaring, I dislodge and grab her legs, yanking her forward until my head teases her entrance. I know I’m far bigger than what she can probably handle, but the way she bucks against me, looking for another release, I know what I have to do.

With a patience I didn’t know was possible, I slide just the tip inside her warmth. Her pussy ripples about me as lurid groans spill from her lips. Her eyes are full-blown, with not a trace of gray in her depths. Sweat beads on my forehead as I force myself to go slow, easing in about an inch at a time. Gripping her hips, I bring her knees to her chest and slide forward another inch.

Pulling back out, I slide back in, going even deeper. I keep up this rhythm until I bottom out, pulling her completely onto my cock. Perfection. It’s like she was created just for me. My balls tingle and draw up as I pull out and slam back home. Annalise bucks against me, demanding more with her cute growls and hisses.

Leaning forward, I bend her in half as I devour her mouth with kisses, taking every bit from her as I give her even more. My fingers curl into her ass, holding her still as my knot starts to expand. Her frantic keening as I fill her up to the breaking point skitters down my spine, drawing everything up even more.

When my knot is at its fullest, I bend my head low to lap at her shoulder, nuzzling her for a moment. Roaring, I angle my head to bite down, marking Annalise as mine forever. Her blood pours into my mouth as I crunch down through skin and bone.

Her wails do nothing to stop me. It has to be done. For us both to live together in peace, she has to go through this pain. Maybe sometime later, she’ll choose to mark me, and if that happens, I’ll wear her bite with pride. For purposes of the High Council, her bite doesn’t matter. It’s mine that counts.

I rock my knot deeper into her, dulling the pain with exquisite pleasure. As I hold there, the tiny strands of our bond begin to snap into place. It threads us together, weaving our souls into one. I feel her pain, pleasure, fear, all of it coalescing into a myriad of sensations.

Pulling back, I lap at the wound, drawing my tongue through her blood in lazy circles. Annalise whimpers beneath me, mirroring the pain zinging through our bond. As my purr deepens, the feelings lessen until it hums in satisfaction.

Clutching her tighter, I murmur nonsensical whispers of my plans for us when a blinding pain explodes throughout my body. I’m locked deep inside her, and my brain, what little is left to function with, demands that I protect my mate.

Her end of the bond jangles with terror as I roar my displeasure at the intrusion. Another blast of pain, and everything goes dark.

* * *

Bright lights invademy skull as I pry open my eyes. Pain still lingers in the back of my head like a phantom wound but is still there as a dull ache, keeping my wits addled. I shake my head to clear my vision, but that just turns the manageable pain into soul-wrenching agony.

Unadulterated fear zaps me through the bond, and I have no choice but to fight through the pain to rescue Annalise. I can’t let her fall into the hands of whoever attacked me. I will kill them all and scatter their remains over the whole Stanlion.

“You of all people should know not to move so quickly after a neuron inhibitor. Isn’t that your weapon of choice?”

That voice.

I know that voice.

Agony shoots down my neck and into my arms as I try to piece together what the fuck is happening to me. The last memory was of me thrusting deep into Annalise, claiming her once and for all as my own. I force myself past the pain, willing the bile to stay down in my stomach as I power through and turn my head. She’s nowhere to be found in this cold, sterile room.

Where am I?

Where is Annalise?

I reach out through the bond but can’t get a read on her location. Everything is messed up until I can’t tell if she’s near or far. There’s something blocking that I can’t fight past. Nothing seems to be wrong with her physically; she’s just scared. That helps me breathe a bit better. If I can get out of these restraints, I can make all her fear go away.

Breathing deep, I push the feeling of calm and serenity through the bond in a feeble attempt at lessening the severity of her fear. It takes the edge off, but it still lingers like a splinter so deep you can’t get it all out.

A man lingers, just out of sight, but I can see his presence as a shimmer in my periphery. A soft cry pierces the agony, and everything becomes hard again. That pleasurable cry could only come from my mate. I know it as well as I know her scent invading my lungs.

Fear morphs into arousal, zapping me to the core through our bond. I’m not the cause of this. Another Alpha is pleasuring what’s mine. If she weren’t still in the throes of estrus, she wouldn’t be so easily swayed, but they caught her - us - at our most vulnerable. Thrashing about, I roar through the pain. I have to see her. I have to know she’s okay.