Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
Sylvie
Kenai and I had been at it for hours. Ever since the bond snapped into place, everything had been more intense, and I couldn’t get enough. I never wanted it to stop. I loved that every part of me smelled like him now—and that he smelled like me. I was currently very grateful for my IUD.
He kept licking that newly sensitive spot on my neck as I rode him. I circled my hips, trying to work his knot back into me again.
“Slow down, Sylvie.” I could feel his grin against my throat. “What’s the hurry?”
“Need it—need you—” Coherent sentences weren’t an option right now. His knot had been intimidating when I’d first seen it, but let’s just say I was ruined for anything else now.
His arms wrapped around me as he kissed across my collarbone. “You’re going to wear your alpha out.”
“Don’t seem—to mind—” I threaded my fingers through the hair at his nape, running my nose up the side of his neck, practically high on his scent.
He leaned back, lying on the nest of pillows on the bed, as he grabbed my hips and thrust up into me. “That I don’t.”
I threw my head back, bouncing up and down with him until my legs shook. His thumb circled my clit until I was throbbing, and just as he pushed me over the edge, I stretched around him until his knot slipped into place.
Pulsing around it was like nothing else, and my whole body trembled, my orgasm racing through me as I felt Kenai twitch inside me. But it wasn’t enough. As the last wave broke, I wasn’t fulfilled; I was ravenous. I wanted more. I needed more.
Kenai was beneath me, panting and flushed, his knot pulsing as his eyes rolled back. I shifted my hips against him, trying to get just a little more friction.
“Careful, we’re knotted, Sylvie. If you keep doing that—”
His warning came too late. I shifted too far and tugged, and we both hissed. Tears of frustration rose in my eyes. “I’m sorry. I just…I just…”
“You need more, don’t you?” He looked at me with such concern, and through our bond I felt how much he wanted to comfort me—to give me everything he could.
I nodded.
“It’s not uncommon for an omega to need more than one alpha during their heat.” He gave me a smug smile. “And a woman like you? I’m not surprised I’m not enough for you.”
“Kenai, that’s not—”
He grabbed my hand, gently kissing the fingertips. “Before, you seemed upset when you found out you were an omega, like it was an insult. From your human perspective, maybe I could understand that. But the truth is, Sylvie, being an omega doesn’t change how fierce you are. How…insatiable.”
“Kenai!”
His eyes sparkled like snow in the morning light. “Yes, alphas are strong, aggressive, but all those traits exist so we can serve you—take care of you. There’s nothing you could ask of me that I wouldn’t do. I’d do anything to see you smile. Anything, Sylvie. And I know someone else who would too.”
“You mean…Taimyr?”
“We told you before—we don’t view relationships the way you do. It’s common for an omega to have a herd of alphas.”
I thought about Taimyr—how beautiful he was, how he’d smelled of meadow flowers, petrichor, and cloves. Heat spiked as I remembered the thoughts I’d had in the shower, thoughts that might now become reality.
“I hardly know him,” I protested. Not like that had ever stopped me before, but I knew he was precious to Kenai…which made him precious to me. I wouldn’t want to do anything to hurt him.
“But I know him,” Kenai said gently.
I looked down at the selfless man beneath me, and another wave of heat crashed over me so strong that my nails bit into his chest as tears leaked from my eyes.
“Do you love him?” I asked.
Kenai’s hands squeezed my waist. “Yes. He’s my mate.” He knew what I was really asking. “I trust him with my life.”
I ran my hand over the scar on Kenai’s cheek, and he nuzzled my palm. “Then I can trust him as well.”