Page 139 of Bitter Truths

The others look spellbound as they watch Owen’s cock disappear inside me.

“You were made for me. For us.”

I make noises I don’t recognize, skin flushed, pussy soaked and fluttering, overused but still happily taking whatever they want to give me.

He licks a stripe along my shoulder, then places a light teasing bite against my skin. Just a graze. Just a warning.

I shudder.

Owen is feral now… long past any illusion of control.

He fucks into me, grunting like a wild animal, sweat dripping from his body onto mine. I cry out his name, and he smiles against my throat as his second release hits hard.

By the time Weller approaches, I’m a disaster. My body is trembling uncontrollably, but I’ve never felt more alive.

He doesn’t speak at first. He just gathers me into his arms and kisses my forehead. “Are you okay, Bianca?”

“Yes.”

“Are you done, or do you want more?”

“I need you, Alpha.” The words slip out without hesitation.

His jaw tightens, eyes flashing with possession. “I’ve been waiting to hear you call me that for a long time.”

My head tilts, baring my neck. This submission surprises me. He places light kisses from my ear down to my shoulder.

“Please,” I whisper.

He pulls me closer to him, settling back against a large rock as I straddle his thighs. His cock stands hard between us, and the sight makes my mouth water.

I lift my hips as he helps me adjust myself over him.

His hand moves to the back of my head, and he gently tilts my face downward.

“Watch,” he breathes.

It’s impossible to tear my eyes away.

“Mine,” he growls in my ear, starting to fuck up into me but still slow about it.

“Yours,” I agree.

The pace lets me feel every ridge and vein. My head falls back, pleasure building again.

“That’s it,” he encourages, guiding me with a dreamy rhythm. “Show me how much you need this.”

“I want your knot, Alpha.”

“You’re already going to be so sore,” he says, concern threading through his obvious desire to give me what I want.

“I don’t care… I need it.”

“First knot?” he questions softly, and I nod.

His cock throbs inside me. The slight adjustment of his hips sends a wave of heat through me.

“You’ve always been perfect for us, Bianca.”