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"Hold onto the headboard," he commanded, his voice vibrating against my inner thigh.

"You'll need the support." My fingers gripped the wooden frame as instructed, my body trembling with anticipation.

Julian's hands slid up to cup my hips, guiding me down to his waiting mouth.

The first contact made me cry out, the new angle intensifying every sensation.

"Oh god," I moaned, my head falling forward as his tongue worked magic against my sensitive flesh. From this position, he controlled everything—the pressure, the rhythm, the depth.

Julian hummed his approval, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. His hands guided my movements, encouraging me to rock against his mouth.

"That's it," he growled between strokes of his tongue. "Take your pleasure from me."

The vulnerability of the position should have made me self-conscious, but there was something incredibly freeing about it—being so exposed, so completely at his mercy, yet somehow in control of my own pleasure. I found myself moving more confidently, following the rhythm his hands established.

Each swipe of his tongue brought me closer to the edge, my thighs trembling as pressure built low in my belly. Julian seemed to sense exactly when to increase the intensity, his mouth working with precise skill until I was gasping his name—his title—like a chant.

"Alpha, Alpha, Alpha—" My release crashed over me without warning, my body arching as waves of pleasure radiated outward from my core. Julian held me firmly against his mouth, prolonging each sensation until I was shaking, oversensitive and breathless.

When the last aftershocks subsided, Julian carefully shifted me off him, laying me back against the nest with gentle hands.

He rose above me, his expression fierce with hunger as he quickly stripped away his own clothing.

I watched through half-lidded eyes as each piece fell away, revealing the powerful body I'd glimpsed but never fully seen.

Julian was magnificent—broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, muscled chest dusted with dark hair that trailed downward. My eyes followed that path, widening slightly at the sight of his arousal, thick and straining against his stomach.

"See what you do to me?" he murmured, his voice rough with need as he settled between my thighs. "How much I want you?"

I reached for him, my fingers tracing the hard planes of his chest. "I want you too, Alpha."

His eyes flashed at the title, something primal and possessive darkening his gaze.

“I’m going to take you so hard that you will feel like I’min you for the next week.

” His words sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine.

I knew he meant it—this wasn't the controlled Julian who carefully measured every action.

This was raw, primal Alpha energy finally unleashed.

"Please," I whispered, spreading my thighs wider in invitation.

Julian positioned himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his arousal pressing against my sensitive flesh. He held himself there, his eyes locked on mine with an intensity that stole my breath.

"Mine," h e growled as he pushed forward in one powerful thrust that filled me completely.

I cried out, my back arching as my body stretched to accommodate him. He was larger than the others, thicker, and the delicious burn of the stretch had me gasping his name.

"Alpha," I moaned, my fingers digging into his shoulders. Julian stilled for a moment, allowing me to adjust to his size. His breathing was labored, his muscles tense with the effort of restraint as he waited for me to accommodate his size.

"You feel incredible," he breathed against my ear, his voice strained.

"So perfect." When I finally relaxed around him, he began to move with controlled power.

Each thrust was deliberate, calculated to hit that spot deep inside that made me see stars.

His rhythm was demanding, possessive, claiming me in ways that left no doubt about who I belonged to.

"Look at me," he commanded when my eyes started to flutter closed. "I want to see your face when I make you come apart."

I forced my eyes open, meeting his intense gaze as he drove into me with increasing urgency. The connection between us was electric, raw, and completely overwhelming. Every nerve ending was on fire, every touch magnified by the emotional intensity of finally having him like this.

"Julian," I cried out, "Alpha," I corrected myself breathlessly, watching satisfaction flash in his eyes at my submission to his dominance.

"That's right," he growled, his pace increasing as he drove deeper. "Say it again."

"Alpha," I gasped, my body arching beneath him as pressure built to an almost unbearable intensity. "Please, Alpha, I need—"

"I know what you need," he interrupted, his voice commanding as one hand slid between us to find that sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Let go for me, little omega. Give me everything.

" The combination of his fingers and the relentless rhythm of his thrusts shattered me completely.

My release crashed over me in waves so intense I saw stars, my body clenching around him as I cried out his name—his title—like a prayer.

Julian growled low as he kept thrusting into me, hard firm thrust, making no move to slow down as his knot hadn't even started to appear. He gave me an almost feral smile, “I’m not even close to being done.”

He leaned down to whisper in my ear, “You asked for this…remember.” And I did ask for it. I knew I was going to have a long rest of the day.