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Chapter Fifteen

Jace

I had some making up to do, I got that. I’d fucked up.

I should’ve stayed with Sloane, should’ve been there when she woke up, but instead, I’d run off to fight the demons that didn’t really exist, upon reflection.

And now? Now I felt strangely free, like a weight had been lifted that I’d never even realized had been holding me down.

There was a sweet omega in my arms, clinging to and kissing me, showing me with her body and telling me with her words that she wanted to be mine, and I was so all in.

Distantly, I heard the elevator ding as we arrived at my floor, then we somehow got out the door with her still in my arms, straight through to the bedroom, where I dropped her with a little whoosh on the bed.

Her hair flew, and she huffed a little breath as she brushed it out the way

It was then that I noticed somebody had been in and cleaned the place.

Doubtless, Ma had been involved in this.

The bed was devoid of all bedding, but beside it was a great big pile of blankets, pillows, soft cushions, and throws—nesting materials.

I wasn’t the only one staring at it. Sloane’s eyes slanted to the side and then popped open a little bit.

“Jesus!” she said.

“Do you want to…?” I swallowed, weirdly nervous about her potentially making a nest. “Do you want to use them?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “I’ve never made a real nest before.”

“It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to do a damn thing you don’t want to.” I came down beside her and pressed a kiss to her forehead. The rushing emotions that had been gripping me changed in that instant. Was this what being an alpha was about? Wanting to comfort your omega above anything else?

My dick throbbed. There was no doubt about that. The thought of her making a nest, of fucking her in it? Yeah, that interested me a lot, but only if that was what she wanted to do.

“Do you want to try?” I prodded. “See how it feels?”

“Yeah,” she said. “I think that I do.”

She wriggled away from me, getting to her feet and kicking off her shoes.

“Fuck,” I muttered roughly as her top came up and off, over her head. No bra, just creamy skin littered with the marks I’d put there.

She sent me a haughty look, one that dared me to try and touch. I swiped a hand over my face. “You’re gonna do it like that?” I asked. “You really are testing me.”

She grinned, and it turned into a smirk as her hands went to the buttons on her pants, undoing them slowly, taunting me.

I groaned as she turned her back to me and shimmied out, giving me a perfect view of her little heart-shaped arse, throwing a look over her shoulder that was pure temptation.

I took in all of her beauty, the marks upon her skin, the flush to her cheeks.

She was ready for this, and I was ready for this too.

“No,” she said. “I’m going to do it like this.”

She made a little shooing motion to me. “Get naked,” she said. “I want to try this on for size.”

I nearly fell out of the bed, I moved so fast, fingers flying to my waist and shucking my pants off, cock already leaking. I was damn near embarrassing myself by how much I was into her making her first real nest.

She was tentative at first. I watched her out of the corner of my eyes, yanking my shirt over my head before tossing it to the floor, captivated by my omega.

It was like she’d forgotten I was there, her focus was so absolute.

The pillows went in first, making an edge of sorts, followed by the softest throws, and yet more pillows, layering, making it deeper.

There I stood, mesmerised, thinking about how I was going to fist her hair as I rutted her…about how I was going to ruin the nest, ruin her in it.

Jesus! How much stuff was she going to put in?

The nest seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as she worked.

“Baby?” I said cautiously, almost terrified of rousing her from her task, but I was fucking impatient.

She was kneeling in the centre of it, palms brushing over the softness with a cute, little smile on her face.

“Baby?” She threw a look over her shoulder, eyes glazed. “Can I come in?”

She smiled, and there she was, with me again, my Sloane. “Only if you promise to be very gentle with it,” she said.

“You won’t believe how gentle I’m going to be with it.”

My smirk was the size of a planet. Yeah, I was gonna decimate the whole nest and drive her wild doing it. She issued a cute growl as my knee connected with the nearest cushion.

“What?” I said, torn by indecision. “Sloane, I need to get in somehow.” She’d made a fucking fort around herself. I waded in and gathered her up to her squeal of outrage. “I’m here now.”

I rolled, taking her under, fingers tangling in her hair, lips on her throat, seeking and finding the claiming mark.

The moment I sucked on it, she turned wild, nails clawing at my arse, wet pussy rubbing against my thigh.

I felt everything from her like an echo inside me—her rioting emotions, the rushing pleasure that felt too big for her body to contain.

“This is going to be hard and fast,” I said, lips trailing down her collarbone, finding her lush tit and feasting.

Her back arched, fingers in my hair pulling me closer, and that need to connect demanded its dues.

My hand shook as it skimmed over her shoulder, down her back, over her arse, my thigh pressing up against her drenched pussy that she was rubbing against me.

“I’ll make it up to you after, baby,” I mumbled against her tit, working my way back up, pushing my other knee between hers, spreading her open for me. “I need to get you good and bred.”

“Yes, please, Jace.”

She didn’t need to ask me twice. My cock found the entrance to her without help, and that was it—I was gone. My hips snapped, dick driving straight into the hot, wet, clenching heaven of her cunt. Rising, I took her hips in hand and hammered into her like my life depended on us being one.

The nest collapsed around us, but I couldn’t give a fuck. I just needed to get my seed in her womb. I needed to claim her, and my beast wasn’t going to be happy until she was completely tied to me.

“I’m going to come,” I said. Watching her face contort in pleasure was driving me straight for the end.

Then she came, pussy fisting my cock, pounding at the burgeoning knot, gripping me up and demanding I give her what she needed.

He growled his approval as she gushed cum, my knot blooming to the point of no return as my teeth gritted, then I pushed past her tight, slippery entrance and locked into place. My lips were at her throat again, teeth sinking into the flesh, tasting blood.

Her cry was guttural, her pussy choking out the first heady shot of cum. I growled against her throat, hips jerking as more and more cum was dumped deep where it needed to go.

Breed.

She wasn’t leaving this nest until she was bred—that was a given.

Her fingers were on my arse, pulling me closer, legs and arms clinging with the same fierce need I felt. Inside my chest, the awareness blossomed into life.

Love.

Rich, deep, complex, the vortex swirled around us. Her pleasure hit me like a fucking avalanche, and my balls reached for more and found nothing, yet I still felt the dizzying sensations, the shuddering bliss.

“Jace!”

“I’ve got you, baby.”

Jesus, what the fuck had been wrong with me to leave her like that? It terrified me how I might have lost her. It pained me that I’d hurt her and caused her to doubt.

“It’s okay,” she said. “It’s okay now. I can feel you—all of you.”

And she could. There was nothing I could hide from her, not any more. I was exposed. It should have frightened me, but it was comforting.

It was right.

My cock jerked. Damn, I wanted her again. I needed her again. I rocked my hips, testing the knot, stirring a growl from my mate when I tried to pull out.

Her arms and legs wrapped around me, tightened.

I grinned.

She shook her head in warning, trying to be stern and failing.

“What?” I said, all fake innocence.

“Don’t you dare.”

“Dare what, baby?” My cock jerked again. He was on board with round two.

A sudden thudding on the bedroom door brought a genuine growl to my lips.

“Jace! Sloane’s sister is here! She’s starting some fucking bullshit, demanding to see her sister.”

I glanced down at Sloane.

“Is she okay?” she asked.

“Handle her!” I hollered back. “She is now, baby. Ryder will take good care of her. Now, I’m going to take good care of your pussy.”