Page 15 of Spark (Damselverse #2)

Chapter fifteen

Xavier

R uby's mouth opens with a silent moan as I enter her wet pussy, and fuck, it’s as good as I remember.

Not just the sex. But the connection. The sensation of being inside an Omega whose body is built for my knot.

My Alpha needs this as he increases the pace, pushing deeper and further as her pussy gorges on my cock hungrily, flipping a switch in my brain.

The moment that ring of muscle contracts around my skin, I become possessed. I roll my hips, thrusting deeper and harder until my vision implodes.

My hips jerk, and then I release. Fucking release.

That didn’t last very long, but there’s just something about this Omega that makes me come. I really am an idiot.

My Alpha is an idiot.

She will only break your heart. Like the last one…

Mine , he growls back like the neanderthal he is, and screw it. I’m going to make the most of this.

My knot expands. Then it expands some more, stretching that ring of muscle inside Ruby, and soon we are one.

Her pupils swell, her sweaty black hair spread about her on the stack of cushions. “Oh… oh God…”

A dark chuckle escapes me. “Don’t say his name, love. There's only one name I want coming from your lips when I knot you, and that is mine .”

The Omega doesn’t hear me, arching her back when I change the angle of our hips, groaning in satisfaction.

Damn, if only I had my sketch book right now, I would draw her with her mouth stretched open, showcasing her tonsils.

Another switch goes on in my brain when I spy her pulse fluttering beneath her neck. My gums ache, and my Alpha repeats two words over and over.

Mine, mate, mine, mate…

No. I can’t. I refuse to get close to another Omega again.

Still, my Alpha can’t help but wonder what it’s like. He was denied it the last time, the connection between an Alpha and an Omega.

She broke things up with me before we ever had a chance to get that far.

Ruby’s eyes find mine. They’re hazed and unfocused, but they still regard me as if I hang the very moon in the sky.

“Xavier… about before…”

I shake myself out of my trance, focusing on her gaze. “Don’t say anything to spoil the moment. Just… relax.”

A tear slips past her eye, dropping onto the pillow beneath her. “My real name…”

“I said, leave it. It’s fine. Your secrets are your own.”

Despite the fact that I’m fucking inside you, I don’t know a single thing about you, love.

But it’s fine. As I said, I don’t want to spoil the mood. I just want to live in this moment, right here, right now…

I have no idea what my evil American twin has on her, but it can wait until later. For now, my Alpha just wants to pleasure her…

“But I lied to you. To the pack.”

I shrug, shifting my position inside her again. She shudders around my cock. “And what of it? You have your reasons. As I have mine…”

My secret being the creepy portrait that I have of her in my gallery. I started it not long after she arrived.

The moment I laid eyes on her, I was inspired again, and it appears I found my muse.

Shit. I have to draw her before I forget this moment. I get up with her inside me, hugging her close to my chest.

“What are you doing?” she gasps.

I search my coat pocket, and when I find my little sketch book, a smile comes to my lips. “Found it.”

Nestling her back down onto the nest, I flip through my book to a blank page, drawing a rough sketch of her outline.

“Seriously, Xavier—”

The words die in her throat as I thrust into her, and once again, she squeezes her eyes, wrinkling up her nose as she opens her mouth wide.

I capture the rare moment, sketching out her beautiful features. I even add the shine to her forehead and top lip as the sweat sticks to her beautiful skin, making her look like a goddess.

Her chest heaves, and I draw her round breasts, shading out the parts that emphasize their large shape.

Ruby’s eyes open lazily. “Are you… drawing me?”

“Yes,” I say without ceremony. “So, you just lie there and keep taking my cock like a good girl, love. All right?”

She scoffs, fluttering her eyes shut. “You really are a creep.”

The words die on her throat again as I give another thrust, sketching her quickly. When I'm finished, I show her the sketch.

Her eyes widen, impressed. “It’s amazing…”

A lopsided grin tugs at one corner of my mouth as I toss the sketchbook aside, planting my palms down beside her head as I lean closer. “It can never beat the real thing… but you've become my new muse, Ruby. I can’t help but want to draw you.”

A small smile curves her full mouth. “Maybe… I can draw you some time… Oh!”

I find just the right angle with my hips again, and she really is easy to please. Like an open book ready for me to peruse.

When she comes around my knot again, I drop down beside her, pushing her back flush to my chest. I brush a hand through her hair, something I know that Omegas love, and her answering purr makes my heart swell.

Just maybe things can be different now. But I will play this out lest I get hurt again.

“Does it still hurt?”

She shakes her head. “No…”

I breathe in her lavender scent. “Good. Now sleep, love. I’ll be there for the next one.”

The next spike, that is. Damn, if she’s this bad over a phantom heat, then she's going to be inconsolable when the real one hits.

Phantom heats really do suck, and doctors still have no idea why they happen. As if Mother Nature is preparing the Omega’s body.

It tends to happen in the proximity of the right kind of Alphas. Ones that the Omega recognizes as her mates.

It looks as if my twin brother never satisfied her enough to awaken her Omega, and I can't help but smirk next. He can suck on that.

I’m glad to be her first knot.

***

Hours later, I’m shaken awake.

Darkness has fallen as it’s finally nighttime, so I have to narrow my eyes to make out the shape of Nolan in the room.

“Nolan,” I whisper so as not to rouse the sleeping Omega.

In the faded light, I spy the arch of his brow as his gaze falls on the pair of us. “Everything good?”

I rub the grit from my eyes. No doubt he and Dacre will know what’s up. They would have sensed my satisfaction through the bond.

I guess I forgot to close it off. But I will feel bad about it later.

Nolan is sporting a huge hard-on now as his gaze rakes over the sleeping, sweet Ruby, and then a small sound rumbles in his chest.

A mix of a growl and a purr.

“How you surprise me, Xavier… What happened to the whole 'not wanting an Omega' thing?"

My Alpha bares his teeth. “Yeah, well… things have changed.”

He smirks, crossing his arms. “Pray tell.”

I find his glowing purple eyes in the dark. “That’s she’s mine , and I refuse to let her go again.”

Nolan scoffs. “Despite all the lies?”

Yes. From the moment I found out that my twin was involved in her past, it was like a switch flicked on in my brain.

I have quite the switchboard living rent-free in my mind, it seems.

Ruby just has a way of switching all my buttons on.

Nolan sighs and starts taking off his pants. When he’s undressed, he takes up her left side.

“Does this mean you’re over Sydney?”

“Don’t say her name. Not here. Not with her…”

The Alpha rolls his head on the pillow, tossing me another pointed look. “Well, I’m happy for you, X. It’s about time you moved on.”

I don’t care to tell him about the portrait. That secret I can keep between me and Ruby.

Ruby starts to stir, and I look across at Nolan. His Alpha jumps to attention, and then his eyes glow even more purple.

“Your time is up, N,” I say.

Nolan reaches across, brushing his fingers gently over her cheek. “Hey, pussycat.”

Pussycat?

Whatever gets his dick hard, I guess.

My knot softened hours ago. I’d just been warming it inside her pussy, but it’s about time I handed her over to someone else.

She will need all our knots in order to be truly sated.

I just hope Dacre pulls through.