Page 96 of Night Sector

I moaned as his tongue slid between my lips, his motions rivaling that of his ones below.

Plundering and worshipping.

Taking and giving.

Owning and nurturing.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, lost to our embrace, loving the way he handled me. It wasn’t tender at all, his methods very much treating me as his equal rather than something breakable. Which was exactly what I needed.

My trauma was in the past. The only way to erase it was to be grounded in the present.

I didn’t want to be seen as fragile, but strong. And his pace told me he knew that. He respected that. Helikedthat.

I bit down on his lower lip, drawing blood and allowing it to flow over my tongue.

He growled in response, his wolf pleased by my mark. It kept healing, which made me want to bite him often, just to ensure my vampiric kiss never left his skin.

This male was mine.

If any of the other Omegas here thought to claim him, they were in for a world of hurt. Because I would not share him. Not ever.

He groaned, the sound sending shivers down my spine.I’m not going to share you either, mate,he whispered into my mind.You’re mine.

So you keep saying.

Then allow me to prove it,he countered, his mouth going to my neck.

I froze as he sank his teeth into my skin, hard enough to make me bleed.

But he didn’t drink. He simply left his imprint there, the impact oddly… soothing.Another memory chased away, I realized.Replaced by Lorcan.

He lapped at the wound, his inner beast growling in approval. However, he didn’t push me to take more. Didn’t shove any venom into my veins. Didn’t force me into an unwilling heat.

Because he wasn’t a vampire.

He was a wolf.

Mywolf.

My Alpha.

And he didn’t believe in taking me by force. He wanted my willing participation, my pleasure.

I pushed my hips up against him, taking him deeper, needing to feel everything. His knot. His rapture. Hisseed.

Fill me, Alpha,I demanded.Mark me as yours.

His mouth returned to mine, his growl all Alpha male. He liked the idea of possessing me. It was a drive he didn’t bother to fight despite his feelings about having a mate.

I understood because I felt the same.

I embraced my instincts, loving the way it felt to be taken by such virility. Cherished.Owned.

My nails bit into his back, my wolf needing to lay claim to him as well, as I licked the blood from his lips. It was a mixture of our essences, providing a decadent flavor that intrigued my inner vampire.

I’d thought only a Vampire Alpha’s blood could sate my Omega needs, but it turned out that Lorcan was more than capable.

In fact, he was exactly what I craved.