Page 105 of The Drama King

"Oh god," she gasped, her hands finding my hair and gripping tight. "That feels—"

"Good?" I asked, pulling back just enough to speak before returning to my task.

"So good," she confirmed breathlessly. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping. I worshipped her with my mouth, using lips and tongue to drive her higher and higher. Her responses were intoxicating—the way she trembled beneath me, the soft sounds she made, the way her fingers tightened in my hair when I found a particularly sensitive spot.

From across the room, I could hear Corvus's breathing grow heavier as he watched, and I caught glimpses of Dorian's intense focus as he observed every detail of how I pleasured our Omega.

"Close," Vespera gasped, her hips moving restlessly. "I'm so close—"

I increased my attention to the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs, circling and stroking until she was sobbing with need. When she finally shattered, it was with a cry that seemed torn from her very soul, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed through her.

I didn't give her time to recover. While she was still trembling from her orgasm, I positioned myself between her legs and pushed inside in one smooth stroke. The tight, wet heat of her was overwhelming, made more intense by the way she clenched around me.

"Fuck," I groaned, struggling to maintain control. "You feel incredible."

She was still sensitive from her climax, every movement drawing soft sounds from her throat. I started slow, gentlestrokes that gradually built in intensity as her body adjusted to having me inside her.

"More," she whispered, her legs wrapping around my waist. "I need more."

I gave her what she asked for, increasing my pace until I was driving into her with steady, powerful thrusts. Each movement sent shockwaves through both of us, the secondary bond flaring to life with every connection.

"That's it," I encouraged, watching her face as pleasure built again. "Take everything I'm giving you."

Her hands roamed my chest and shoulders, nails digging in when I hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. The slight pain only spurred me on, made me want to drive her even higher.

"I can feel it," she gasped suddenly, her eyes going wide. "The bond. It's like—like something connecting us."

"That's exactly what it is," I confirmed, my voice rough with strain and emotion. "You're mine now. Part of me."

The words seemed to break something loose in her. She pulled me down for a desperate kiss, her tongue tangling with mine as her body moved to meet my thrusts. The secondary bond pulsed between us, invisible but undeniable.

I could feel my knot beginning to swell, the biological imperative to claim her completely overriding everything else. But I forced myself to focus on her pleasure first, changing my angle until I found the spot that made her scream my name.

"Come for me," I commanded, my voice barely recognizable. "Come on my cock."

She obeyed immediately, her body clamping down on me like a vice as another orgasm tore through her. The sensation pushed me over the edge, and I buried myself deep as my knot locked us together, filling her with my release.

We stayed connected as my knot held us, both of us breathing hard. I could feel the bond settling into place, different from Dorian's primary connection but significant in its own right.

"How do you feel?" I asked softly, stroking her hair.

"Complete," she said after a moment, the simple word carrying more weight than any elaborate explanation. "Like I finally understand what I was missing."

From his position across the room, Corvus made a sound of satisfaction. "The secondary bond is fully established," he observed clinically. "Her scent has changed again—she carries your mark now alongside Dorian's."

It was true. I could smell it—the way our scents had begun to mingle and harmonize, creating something new and perfect.

"What happens now?" Vespera asked quietly.

"Now we make sure you're taken care of through the rest of your heat," I said, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple. "And then we figure out what comes next."

As my knot began to recede, I felt the shift in our pack dynamics settling into place. We were no longer three Alphas who had claimed an Omega through force and manipulation. We were becoming something else entirely—a true pack bond, complicated by guilt and the past but strengthened by biology and growing genuine feeling.

The transformation was far from complete, but it was a beginning. And maybe, if we worked hard enough to earn it, that would be enough.

"Rest now," I murmured as her eyes grew heavy. "We'll be here when you wake."