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Chapter Thirteen

Jace

S he needed me.

That was the beginning and the end of it.

I was trying to keep it together, be rational, and make this good for her in every way, but I was an alpha, and I had a beastly side that was clamouring for his time.

Rut .

The word rattled around in my brain. He was taunting me with it, reminding me, as if I could forget, that this was who I was.

What had happened to my sister had left scars on us both, not the kind you could see with your eye, but the deeper ones we carried around inside.

It was time for me to move on, and my beast was ready to push the matter this time.

I rolled fully above her, her legs falling open instantly, wet cunt on display, hips already lifting, encouraging me to ease the ache. An ache I understood, since the same fever was calling to me.

My mouth found the crook of her throat, and I nipped, relishing her little hiss.

Fingers skittered over her belly all the way to her slick pussy, then farther down until they brushed against the base of the plug.

She hissed again, then it turned into a groan as I sucked hard against her throat, careful to keep my fangs from breaking the skin because I wasn’t ready to bite her yet.

As my lips trailed, sucking more marks against her flawless skin, I toyed with the small plug, rocking it inside her just enough to wake everything up.

My cock was stone hard at the thought of replacing it with me, making her mine in every way.

I was sinking, I could feel it—the way my body was rising with a kind of feral hunger, even as my intellect was slipping.

I’d never been with an omega before Sloane, never rutted one through their heat, but the guys had talked about it plenty.

Instinct. I needed to trust my beast for once.

I needed to give him the lead in this and believe he would know what to do.

He paced under the surface, goading me to let go, goading me to pull this little plug out of her virgin arse and give her something that he knew she would enjoy more.

She whined and whimpered, hips lifting, getting impatient the longer I made her wait.

“I’m going to knot you while the plug is still in,” I said, the words a growl against her ear. “It’s going to feel so fucking tight and hot, and you’re going to take all of it like a good little omega.”

“Yes, please, Jace. Yes.”

I shifted, taking her hips in hand, hauling her down the bed and snagging her pussy with the tip of my cock, then I pushed.

“Fuuuuuck,” she groaned. The plug made her a dark kind of tight as I worked my length in deep.

“Fuck, yes,” I agreed. My beast threw his head back and roared. She was so fucking slippery, cunt fluttering around me as I began to rut her with deep thrusts, watching her tits jiggle with the force and her pretty face contort, while her nails were on my forearms, raking down my skin.

“Good girl,” I encouraged. “Mark your alpha.”

She did, and here I fell. The sounds, the sensation of my flesh piercing hers, her breathy gasps and groans, the flush creeping over her face, neck, and upper swell of her tits, it all called to me.

My thumb found her fat little clit fully exposed and eager for attention.

That quickly, she was coming over my cock, coating me with more of her slick, showing her alpha how well she enjoyed what he did, but I was ever sinking.

I powered through the muscles fisting over me, letting them coax my knot, while her cries turned guttural as I pushed one arm under her arse, braced my knees wide, and thrust deep over and over.

Her nails moved to my shoulders, and my strokes slowed as I growled out my pleasure, working the thickening knot in and out of her slippery cunt.

She turned wild in my arms, no longer welcoming, bucking, thrashing, sinking her teeth in and marking me, squeezing her cunt like a vice around me.

I was deep into the rut, and I knew what she wanted—an alpha, a man who would protect her, a beast who would force her to submit. She wasn’t trying to stop me. No, my beautiful, wild omega was testing me, her mate.

I had viewed such tales with a little distaste before, but now, now I understood.

“No!”

Her hiss accompanied me pulling all the way out.

I pinned the squirming little thing to the bed, took my cock in hand, and to her cries of outrage, came all over her pussy, belly and tits, thick ropy coils coating her pretty flesh.

“Mine!” I growled, lips curled back.

She arched, sobbing in frustration when I easily held her still.

“Tiny, weak little omega,” I taunted. “Where are you going to go?”

Scooping my cum up in my fingers, I offered it to her lips. “Open up, baby.”

She shook her head, eyes spitting fire. Smirking, I smeared it over her lips, and in an instant, her tongue was out, lapping it up, eagerly taking more from my fingers like a dutiful little mate accepting her dues, all the fury forgotten as she got my seed inside her.

She needed this, needed to feel me in every way, and she would.

It didn’t take long before the impatience rose in her again.

Flipping her over onto her belly, I dragged her hips back, lined up my cock, and sank deep.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, pushing back, arching, wriggling.

I grinned. This right here was fucking heaven.

Hands bracing her hips, I took her with measured strokes, my knot swollen and sensitive in a way that spoke of imminent climax, eyes roaming over the curve of her arse and back, her hair falling over her like a silken curtain, and the plug in her arse.

I played with the rubber flange as I rutted her, reading her little gasps and twitches.

“It’s going to feel so fucking good when I work my cock inside here, omega. ”

Her answer was a sharp climax that had me gritting my teeth. My knot bloomed and locked, and with my head thrown back, I roared my release. Her pussy milked me, coaxing more of my seed, and I kept on coming. Leaning down, I drew her hair aside and sank my fangs into her throat.

Mine!

Her blood was scalding on my tongue, a chemical cocktail that went straight to my cock, ripping another savage climax as I dumped cum deep in her belly.

Awareness shifted, the air thickening, the scent of her lust, her slick, her sweet omega pheromones like a blow between the eyes. Deep in the centre of my chest, an awareness bloomed.

Pleasure.

Her pleasure, my pleasure, twisting up.

“Jace.”

Her whine reached through the euphoria, my fingers finding her throat, holding her still and to me.

Her little whimper said it comforted her as she battled the same emotional storm I did.

Her pussy fluttered, and she rolled straight into another savage climax that ripped another heavy spurt of cum from me.

My teeth sank deeper still, the beastly side of me demanding I mark what was mine well, so that no other male would be confused.

Mark.

Yes, we needed to mark her pretty skin. My lips popped off, shifting, finding fresh flesh and biting again. As soon as my knot softened enough, I turned her over, pushed her face into my throat, and putting my full alpha bark behind it, ordered her to, “Bite.”

She did, small teeth savaging me. I cupped the back of her head, glorying in the sharp sting. “Good girl, mark your mate.” And she did, over and over, nails and teeth finding my chest, arms, throat, hips, belly as she showed me that she claimed me too.

I rutted her with the lazy regard of a predator who has fully claimed his prey, taunting her with what she needed, my cum, but never giving her quite enough, instinctively knowing that would drive her heat higher still.

I played with the plug, between working it in and out, moving to a thicker one, relishing every guttural cry that left her lips as I tormented us both with what was to come.

I ate out her pussy, lapped at her clit, pushed my cock between her teeth and fed her my cum, smeared it over her body, her throat.

Finally, when we were both so deep into the haze of collective rut and heat, I tossed the final plug aside, slicked up my engorged cock, and taking the wriggling little omega in hand, worked my thick length in.

Her cries were ones of tormented pleasure, begging and demanding I give her her due.

There, with my little omega on her hands and knees, my cock shuttling in and out of her arse with the same ease I’d earlier taken her hot cunt, I found a rapture that transcended all former experiences of my life.

This here was the pinnacle of human understanding.

This filthy, earthy, bliss, this dark skittering pleasure from her tight sphincter trying to strangle my cock, and the raw garbled cries of joy that felt like they were being ripped from deep inside her belly.

“Come for me, omega. Come now. Encourage me to give you my seed everywhere, like a good little omega needs.” I swiped my fingertips back and forth over her swollen slippery clit before plunging three thick fingers into her well ravished cunt.

She came, ripping another shuddering climax from me as I emptied into her arse, and all the while, Sloane groaned and convulsed around my cock and fingers. The ecstasy was like endless waves, her pleasure, my pleasure, all rising together.

My chest felt full, too full to contain all the potent emotions crashing through me, but overriding even the pleasure was a feeling of finding what I never knew was missing from my life, a feeling of belonging.

“Jace!”

“I’m here. I’ve got you.”

My cock slipped free, and I gathered her into my arms, my beast gentle now, sated in the hazy buzz.

She clung to me in a way I’d never experienced before. I felt like a fucking god to have this woman, this omega, pouring her love into me, battering me, commanding me to give love in return.

“I love you,” I said, lips against her hair, and my mate cried, small hands fierce as they gripped me.