Page 40 of Dark Revolution

Chapter 12

Jaxxon

Annora issmall and helpless in my arms, the soft snores brushing across my skin. I pushed her hard today, and I can’t help but be pleased by her reactions to me pleasuring her. I thought I’d have to wait for her to go into heat, but her body responded like she was made for me.

Sighing, I sit up, propping myself onto the tile wall so I can hold her in my lap. The marks from where they hurt her stand out red and angry, and my fury wells up again. How could someone harm something as precious as this sassy omega? Shaking my head, I force the thoughts down, wanting Annora to sleep for as long as she can.

Reaching up, I pull down the shampoo bottle and soap, sniffing each of them. They’re unscented, just like I requested. Now that Annora is giving off her omega scent, I don’t want anything diluting it. She won’t be in any danger from the other Alphas since she’s not leaving this house without me.

Putting a generous dollop into my hands, I lean Annora forward, grinning at her moan of protest, and apply the shampoo. The groans spilling from her lips are filthy and lurid, or maybe that’s where my brain keeps going. I thought her mouth tasted good, but her pussy is even better. I want nothing more than to dive back into her, but doing so too often might put me at risk of going into a rut.

I can’t afford to lose control with her. Not until she’s ready to accept my knot into her body. She’s still so innocent, so untouched. Before, the idea of her barrier was alluring, enticing, proof that no one had taken advantage of her before I got her. Now, I just worry about causing her undue pain.

If she can’t manage two fingers, then she sure as hell can’t handle my cock. Perhaps there are supplements to help ease her into estrus? I’m not above drugging her at this point. She’ll feel much better once she has my claiming mark, and I’ll feel a whole hell of a lot more secure knowing she can never be taken from me.

My brain lights up in warning as I think back to Annalise. My mark did nothing to protect her then. What’s it going to do now? Terror zips down my spine, and I hold Annora tighter. I can’t lose her. I won’t lose her. I tip her head forward, rinsing out the shampoo before turning off the shower and bringing her to bed.

I don’t care that she’s sopping wet. We’ll be changing the sheets soon anyway. Her soft snores reach my ears, and I smile down at the bundle of wet omega, hair in disarray and sheets sticking to her body. I’ll still have to punish her for defying me earlier, but for now, I’ll let her sleep. Sliding into the bed next to her, I draw her close, planning on just resting my eyes when everything goes dark, and I fall asleep with Annora in my arms, and her scent lodged deep in my nostrils.