Page 63 of Stalked By the Alphas

I watch with burning intensity as Noah withdraws from Hazel, her whimper of loss igniting a primal need within me. My cock throbs painfully, aching to claim her. As Noah moves aside, I take his place between Hazel’s trembling thighs.

Her scent floods my senses, and I growl softly, running my hands over her flushed skin. Hazel’s eyes flutter open, glazed with pleasure and heat.

“Zach,” she murmurs, reaching for me weakly. “Please...”

I capture her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. “I’m here, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

The tight, wet heat of her pussy envelops my cock as I guide it inside her gently, drawing a deep groan from my chest. Hazel arches beneath me, a soft purr escaping her lips.

Hazel’s body responds beautifully, claiming me, possessing me.

“Hazel,” I growl, picking up the pace. “My beautiful omega.”

She whimpers, her pussy clenching around me. I can feel my knot ready to explode, but I want to make this last as long as possible.

I thrust into Hazel with increasing urgency, my control slipping as my rut takes over. Her body yields to me completely, soft and supple in her heat-induced daze. I growl possessively, overwhelmed by the need to claim her, to mark her as mine.

“You’re ours now,” I pant against her neck. “No one will ever have you like this but us.”

Hazel purrs in response. Her pussy flutters around my cock, on the edge of another orgasm. My knot swells, but I pound into her, needing to give her that pleasure.

“Take my knot, sweetheart,” I urge, my voice rough with desire. “Let me ease your heat. ”

With a final push, my knot locks inside her. Hazel cries out, her back arching as she weakly comes undone beneath me. The pulsing of her pussy around my knot triggers my release. I shoot my load into her with a low growl that makes her shiver in my arms.

Instinctively, I sink my teeth into the crook of her neck, right beside Carter and Noah’s marks. All on the same side. That’s the way it has to be.

Hazel whimpers softly, turning her head to give me better access. As our bond solidifies, a wave of possessiveness washes over me.

“Mine,” I growl against her skin, licking the fresh bite mark tenderly.

Hazel’s eyes flutter open, hazy with pleasure. “Yours,” she whispers.

I roll us over, and she places her mouth on my neck. I cup the back of her head as her teeth clamp down, sending a jolt of electricity through my body as our bond cements fully. I groan, holding her close as waves of pleasure and connection wash over us. Her bite is weak in her exhausted state, but it’s more than enough to mark me as hers.

As we lay tangled together, my knot still pulsing inside her, I’m overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. Years of longing, of secretly capturing her beauty through my art, have culminated in this perfect union. I stroke her hair gently, smiling at how right it feels to hold her like this.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted,” I murmur against her ear. “So beautiful, so perfect for us. You keep the worst of the demons at bay, tiny omega. I need you to take care of me.”

Hazel purrs softly, nuzzling into my chest. “I’m here,” she murmurs. “Always here.”

As my knot deflates, I carefully pull out of her. Her body relaxes as her heat temporarily abates, satisfied by our mating.

Carter and Noah move closer, surrounding us with their warmth and scent.

“Rest now, tiny omega,” Carter murmurs, stroking Hazel’s hair. “We’ll be here when you wake.”

Noah murmurs in agreement, his hand resting possessively on Hazel’s hip. “We’ve got you,” he adds softly.

I snuggle into her, feeling at peace for the first time in forever. I plant a soft kiss on her lips, but she is fast asleep. “We’re watching, beautiful omega. Always watching.”