Page 55 of Bliss & Her Idols (Pack Bonds Omegaverse #10)

This hasn’t happened precisely how I’d imagined, but it could change far more lives.

It could free every Beta singer in the world.

Torin’s breath gusts against my lips. “You’re perfect, a chroi. Brilliant .”

My cheeks flush with pride.

I feel treasured for all that I am.

Respected.

Seen.

I’m careful not to brush lower against Torin’s back as I caress his neck. “Why are you here though? After Rory patched you up, why didn’t you come back to me?”

An iridescent butterfly with glimmering wings settles on the branch next to Torin. Its wings beat in the sunlight, before it flies across the glade.

It’s hard to imagine anything so beautiful surviving in a place this brutal.

“This was my secret meeting place with Jin.” Torin blinks like he’s trying to clear his mind or work out what to say.

“It was my favorite place in the world, where I didn’t feel merely the worthless brother, and Jin wasn’t the owned singer.

We were simply Charming and Jin, two people in love.

This was our world, until Rory found us kissing here and brought it crashing down on our heads.

Both Zero and Jin in their own ways helped me to reclaim this estate and myself.

I wanted to think things through and figure them out before I came back. ”

“There’s no Reject Omega witch, even with me here…?” I tease, wanting to make Torin smile.

“If you were the witch, I’d enjoy being eaten .”

I blush.

That’s more like my typical Torin.

Perhaps, I simply need to poke the bear to bring him back to himself.

“How about I devour you now?” I murmur.

“How about we see who can devour the other the most?” Torin kisses me, hard and demanding.

Then he stops, pulling away to look searchingly into my eyes. “You came looking for me.”

“Of course I did.”

“I wanted to protect you. The point was that you remained safe in my bedroom.”

“Was it?” I say, feigning unconvincing ignorance. “Jin and Cricket are out searching as well. None of us will be abandoned. We’re pack.”

Torin looks lost for a moment and then awe-struck.

He cradles my face, licking away my drying tears. “Don’t cry for me again.”

I let out a raspy laugh. “Tough. I’m an independent Omega. You don’t control my tears.”

“Then I’ll poke out the eyes of anyone who makes you cry,” he declares, “and make them weep blood.”

I tilt my head. “With that type of romance, have I told you how much you’ll get on with my older brother?”

“Romance, huh?” Torin leans forward, as if to kiss me but hovers just far enough from my lips that I whine in yearning.

I part my mouth, desperate for his taste. His vanilla tea scent deepens in his desire, surrounding me.

I buck forward on the branch, claiming his lips. I ache and tremble with the memory of every moment throughout the long night and dawn that I’d been terrified Torin was gone.

But he’s not.

I’ve found him. He’s solid and real and in my arms right now.

He must feel my desperation because he kisses me back just as hard. He slides his hands round to my back, steadying me.

He pushes up my blouse, playing with the frills. “Change of style, hmm? I miss the punky leather, little sheep.”

He traces up my sides underneath the blouse, and I shiver,

I growl, nipping at his lower lip. “I’m still a wolf. And I still bite.”

Torin’s eyes spark, as he nips my lip back. “So do I.”

Then he laves over the bite with his tongue, before kissing me deeper. His tongue intertwines with mine.

Being claimed like this in the branches of a tree with the danger that if we move too much, then we could fall, is exhilarating.

I’m beginning to understand why Jin enjoys stepping so close to the edge of a cliff. Sometimes, I think that falling off would feel like flying.

When Torin draws back, his pupils are dilated.

We’re both breathing fast. His blue gaze locks with mine.

I lose myself in the frozen depths of him.

“One good thing about your new clothes…” Torin flips my skirt up and out of the way, before his silky voice whispers across my tingling skin, “easier for me to fuck you as a reward. Now hold on tight to me.”

“Will this hurt?”

“We’ll be careful and do this in a way where you do most of the work. I’m lazy like that anyway.”

I clutch onto Torin’s shoulders, white-knuckled, while avoiding his back. The branch isn’t wide.

“It’s only fair,” I pant, “since I’m the one who hunted you down. You tried to hide in this tree, but a Reject Omega witch always captures their prey.”

“What if this is a trick? What if I lured you here?”

I shiver, as Torin licks down my scent gland, before kissing up my neck. He looks up at me through his thick lashes.

“Why would you trap your enemy?” I murmur, lost in the roleplay.

“Because I fell in love.” Torin teases around the top of my panties. “Because I’ve dreamed of fucking you.”

“Do it.” I’m aching, throbbing for his touch.

My pussy is already wet, slick from the fantasy that Torin has conjured up, his scent, and being alone like this with my Alpha.

I need to know that despite the danger around us, we’re both still alive.

“Take me out,” Torin commands.

Hot and cold flushes through me.

I can feel how hard Torin is in his trousers against my hip. I work my hand between us, opening his trousers.

Eagerly, I pull out his hard cock. I love the weight of him in my small hand.

Torin moans behind his clenched teeth, as I stroke him.

Then he works his hand between us, pushing my panties to one side. “Raise yourself up, a chroi, and ride me.”

He noses at my neck and along my jawline, as I obey him.

His silky hair sweeps across my skin at the same time as his teeth.

When he tips his head to look at me, our faces are intimately close. Then I raise myself up by holding onto the branch above our heads and then lower myself, inch by slow inch, onto his cock.

The sensation is delicious.

Perfect.

Exactly what I need.

By the way that tremors are running through Torin, as he holds me by the waist, he must feel the same.

I ride up and down, while he focuses on the way that his cock is spearing me.

“Fuck, I love your cock,” I moan.

Torin’s gaze instantly snaps to me.

I have the control here.

I can take what I want to pleasure us both. I love this position.

I work harder.

“Your cock is perfect for my pussy.” I grind down harder. I hold Torrin’s gaze. “I’m going to fuck you so fucking hard.”

His breath catches.

I don’t break eye contact with him.

Torin looks at me hungrily, and I know that I truly have pushed him too far to the villain side.

Whoops.

Dominantly, Torin wraps his arm around me tighter, before he shows that he could have taken the control back any moment that he wanted.

He was never the true prey.

He pushes up into me in one long, hard thrust.

The air is knocked out of me, at the same time that a blinding pleasure shoots through me. “Who is fucking whom here?”

I no longer know.

Perhaps, I never have.

I’m only certain that I love it.

“Again,” I howl.

My mind is fuzzy.

Torin thrusts up and down into me, hitting just the right angle to wash pleasure through me in waves.

My breathing is ragged. My heart pounds.

My eyes flutter shut.

Ecstasy coils through me. “Faster.”

Torin’s hands tightening on my waist is the only warning that I get, before he slams up into me.

I moan in delight.

This is the tree where Jin and Torin fell in love. Where their world fell apart. The refuge that Torin still escapes to.

Yet Torin is sharing it with me.

This feels like a christening — a second bonding just for us.

Torin’s movements become erratic. He throws back his head.

“Bliss,” Torin repeats like a prayer. “Bliss, Bliss…”

“Tor,” I wail his name in return as I come.

The pleasure hits me, whiting out my vision.

I feel like I’m falling and falling and…

I scrabble at the branch, frightened that I truly have lost my balance.

Torin groans, thrusting up into me twice more as he comes. He buries his head on my shoulder, muffling his own cry.

I’m struggling for breath.

I don’t know how long I’m riding the high.

I can feel Torin massaging my shoulders and calling me a good girl .

His cock has softened and slipped out of me, trapped now between our bodies.

Finally, I feel like I’m settling back into my body.

I blink at Torin. “Did we fall off the branch?”

He looks smug. “See, I can make the earth move with my knot.”

I’ll allow him that one. He deserves it.

Then Torin rubs his thumb affectionately over my wet cheeks. I didn’t even know that I’d been crying at the intensity.

“Well, I’d better poke out my eyes, since I’m the one who made you cry.” He sighs. “When your own words come back to bite you in the ass.”

I shake my tangled hair out of my eyes to glare at him. “Don’t you dare. They’re too pretty.”

“You think my eyes are pretty. You can’t take that back.” Torin studies me. “Are you really okay?”

“Hmm.” I gently tuck Torin’s cock back into his trousers, feeling both possessive and protective of his knot. “I needed that.”

“I did too.” Torin is unexpectedly quiet.

“But did we hurt your back?”

“I told you, pain is—”

I pinch Torin’s pierced nipple, and he yips. Then I raise an eyebrow as if to say, point made .

“Okay,” Torin admits, grumpily, “I feel pain. Although, that was hot. You know from our negotiations that I’m into nipple play.

Let’s do it again sometime with nipple clamps, ice cubes, and lots of teasing.

But I’d rather train myself that something doesn’t hurt, while my goal isn’t achieved.

I can fuss about it afterward, and my adoring pack can coddle me with…

” He tilts his head like he’s running through a list of his favorite things.

“Endless cups of tea, along with plenty of kisses and licks to improve the healing process.”

“Done. You’ll need Cricket to make the tea. Jin and I will provide the licks and kisses.”

Torin grows quiet.

Then his expression shutters. “It sounds like heaven. But there’s also a hell if we fail. Do you want to know the other thing Mena told me, as she was laying the belt into my back?”

All of a sudden, the fuzzy feeling is driven from my mind. It’s disorientating.

I still force myself to nod.

“I have negotiated two weeks mandatory bond leave with the rest of my pack, while Mena wants me to do interviews and be public about our love story like Rory has planned. Then once fan interest has died down, Jin will return to his normal practice and management under Rory, Una will take my two Omegas under her wing, and I’ll… ”

“What?” I’m trembling more than the wings of the butterflies.

“It’s okay,” Torin replies with a calm that doesn’t match the torrent of fear through the bond.

“It’s a risk that I knew I was facing, when I returned to America.

I’m prepared to pay it, as long as you’re not exposed as resistance.

Don’t my Omegas risk execution? If our plan doesn’t succeed, then I’ll only be permanently locked up in the Alpha Center. ”