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His Lordship hummed. “You liked my venom turning you into a greedy fuckhole, huh?”
Blushing, I murmured, “Yes, Your Lordship.”
“But now it’s my turn to ask questions,” he said into my ear. “How come you haven’t fainted, hm?”
“I don’t know,” I replied honestly.
“My venom is powerful. It causes a heat wave and makes you breedable. All my boys faint when the dildo spears their wombs. But you didn’t. Wasn’t it pleasurable enough for you?”
“I’ve never felt anything like it, Your Lordship. I want… I would very much like to feel it again. Please.”
“You will, sweetheart. But you need to recover first.”
I decided I would do that as soon as possible. I wasn’t sure how, but maybe drinking and eating certain things could make my body renew its blood faster? I’d ask the others.
I was convinced I could walk, but His Lordship carried me anyway. Holding me with one arm, he removed the heavy bolt with the other hand, locked the door behind us, and brought me to bed. He laid me on the mattress and settled beside me. I felt a hard shaft poking at my bare ass. I was a little sore, but still very wet and stretched. I pulled my ass cheek aside and wriggled so the blunt crown of my alpha’s cock popped into my opening.
His Lordship purred, sounding very much like the beast, and buried himself in me to the root. I was drifting off even as the huge shaft slid through my flesh, back and forth, back and forth. It was slow and lovely. I felt full. A little dizzy. The bed seemed to rock under me.
A small climax fizzled through my guts, and I fell asleep while my alpha moved inside me.
The next day, His Lordship called me into his study.
“How are you, pet?”
“I’m well, Your Lordship.”
“Not tired?”
“Not much. I was a little muddled in the morning, but after breakfast, I felt like myself again.”
His Lordship studied my face.
“You didn’t faint. My omegas always faint during feeding.”
I didn’t know what to say. Was something wrong with me?
“And you craved fucking after.”
“I always want you, Sir,” I said quietly. My alpha was frowning, and I worried I’d done something bad. “I love you, Your Lordship. I only want to please you.”
“You please me exceedingly, my little pet. I love you, too, darling, and I love the taste of your blood.”
At that, I smiled. “When will you feed from me again, Your Lordship?”
“Raphael can feed me once a week. He recovers the fastest. Elliot needs twelve days. I’m curious how soon you’ll be ready for me.”
My alpha stood from his chair and walked over to me. He sniffed the crook of my neck and shoulder, then ran his nose along the fragile skin. He inhaled again and hummed thoughtfully.
“Huh. Strange.”
“Is something the matter, Your Lordship?”
His eyebrows drew together as he studied my face. He didn’t reply. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and leaned close again, sniffing the air in front of my face.
In the silence, I could hear my own heartbeat.
When would I be ready?
