Page 29 of The Alpha’s Sin (Forbidden Omegaverse #7)

LOGAN

P oppy squirms under my mouth, little whimpers slipping from her lips as I draw the last of the sweet, rich milk from her breasts. I lap it up, savoring the taste, but her scent is changing—ramping up, getting sharper and hotter. It fills my senses—a demand…a plea.

My cock is aching, straining against my jeans. Every nerve in my body is screaming to service her, to fill her the way an Alpha should fill his mate. My Wolf howls inside me, clawing at the walls of my chest. She’s empty. Fill her. Knot her. Breed her. Make her ours.

But I can’t.

I can’t .

I pull back just enough to look up at her. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes hazy with need. Her scent is flooding the room, a heady perfume of Heat and hunger.

“What’s going on, kitten?” My voice comes out rough, almost a growl. “ Are you feeling hot?”

Her blush deepens. She bites her lip, then whispers, “ I feel…empty inside. Like I need something, Logan . I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

God. My chest aches at the honesty in her voice. She trusts me enough to confess her need, even though she’s ashamed of it.

And I don’t know what to do. I can’t knot her. I can’t break the Unbreakable Laws . But I can’t just sit here and watch her suffer either—not when every instinct I have is screaming at me to make her feel better.

That’s when my gaze falls on the box sitting beside her on the couch. The one Dr . Elizabeth gave her—the dilators.

Suddenly I see a way to help her.

I pick up the box, my decision made. Then I rise to my feet and take Poppy gently by the hand.

She looks up at me with wide eyes.

Logan? Where are we going?”

I tug her up from the couch, steadying her against my chest.

“To the bedroom, baby,” I tell her, my voice low and firm. “ We’re going to make you feel better.”