12. Lucas
“You’re awake?”
“Am I? Or is this a dream?”
I laugh. “Open your eyes. You’re awake.”
She flinches when she sees the mask I’m wearing, obviously forgetting the deal we have.
I push off the wall and grab her chin, looking deep into her soul. “Let’s get one thing straight. I won’t hurt you.”
Her eyes flash with a hunger that I know needs to be fed. “I’m not scared of you. I want you, Henry.”
I’m starting to hate she doesn’t know who I am. I should tell her. Maybe tomorrow.
“And I want every part of you. I’m going to own you. Make you mine.”
A shiver runs down her body. “Don’t claim me,” she warns. “You don’t have permission. Especially not while you’re wearing a creepy mask.”
“Unbutton me,” I say, not replying to her. If she presents her neck, that’s all the permission I need because she might not realize it yet, but she is mine.
She walks to me, slides her hands over my stomach and up toward my chest. Her shaky fingers unbutton from my neck. One by one. “When did you get dressed?”
“I ordered some snacks and drinks while you were asleep,” I respond. Her eyes meet mine and she smiles.
I watch her in silence. Seeing her breath hitch as the tips of her fingers glide over my flesh. She looks up and our gazes meet again.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” I cup her face in my hands before brushing her soft lips with mine. This time the kiss is so gentle, opposite to my earlier claiming of her mouth. I slide my tongue through the seam of her lips, waiting for entry, waiting for her to open up.
“I don’t know if you are.” She hints again about the mask.
I laugh. “It’s not coming off.”
She pouts.
“Scarlett.” My tone is a warning.
She ignores it.
Reaching out with her warm hands, and when they touch the bare skin on my waist, electricity shoots to my groin, and I want to knot her so deeply that she knows she will only ever be mine.
“I need you inside me.” Her grip on my body is possessive, making me groan into her mouth.
“I’m going to fuck you, kitten. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll never doubt that I’m your alpha.” I grip her hips, pick her up, and walk back to the bed.
She gasps. Her eyes are wide. “Are you?”
“You know I am.”
I slide my tongue into her mouth, tasting her.
She’s like the best fucking candy in the world. The sweetness of marshmallow, the tang of raspberries, mixed together before being dipped in chocolate and coated in cinnamon.
And I hate she won’t confirm I smell the same.
I know I do. She thinks I’m here for her heat, but I’m not letting her go. I may have to hide her for a while, but her not living in New York makes that so much easier.
She moans as she spreads her legs, lifts her hips, and presses her sweet pussy against my cock. She wants me and I feel like I’m going to lose it. I just hope I can do this. I’ve never fucked an omega during her heat. Hell, I’ve never fucked an omega, preferring betas… until her.
I need her.
Scarlett whimpers and her eyes roll. She’s starting to lose her control so I grab her chin. “I need your boundaries, Omega. I need to know before it’s too late.”
“Anything…” she moans. “Everything…”
“Pack mates?” I ask. Not that I have a pack, but she doesn’t know that, and maybe it will keep her here with me if she knows it’s a possibility, and not insist she needs the Heat Hotel.
She swallows as her lust-filled eyes meet mine. “Everything. Whatever it takes. Now please touch me. Give me something.”
I’ve died and gone to Heaven.
I slide a finger inside her slick, tight heat. Her back arches off the bed.
“More.” Her eyes are on mine like she owns me, and my heart skips a beat.
I slide another finger inside her pussy and crawl between her thighs and take her clit in my mouth, sucking, licking as I pump my fingers inside her.
“Yes…” she groans as I scrape my teeth over her bud before biting down enough for her to jump.
My body is burning, desperate to breed her.
Fuck!
I’ve never thought about my baby growing inside my omega before this moment, and now it’s all I can think about. “Are you on birth control, kitten?”
She groans as she taps a small patch on her stomach. “Yes.”
I add another finger and pump harder. She lifts her hips, fucking my hand with such ferocity I know she is getting close to another climax. She whines as she nears, and I want to taste her as she does.
I rub my thumb over her clit in circles as I spear her pussy with my tongue. Her hands fly to my head, grabbing my hair and her body convulses as she fucks my face.
Her scent fills the air, my mouth, every single orifice is filled with the beautiful perfume. I love it.
“Henry…”
“Call me Alpha, Omega.” It’s more because I hate it isn’t my name.
“Alpha,” she whimpers. Her taste fills my mouth. “I’m coming…”
“You are, little kitten.” I shake my head, wondering why I love her purrs so much that I needed to give her the nickname.
As her body trembles, I dig my fingers into her flesh, holding her still while I lap up her cum. Trying my hardest to stop myself. Because I desperately want to sink my teeth into her clit, and claim her as my mine.
The thought makes my teeth ache just as badly as my cock.
When she comes down from her high with a sigh, I crawl down the nest and suck, but don’t bite on her thigh.
“You okay?” I ask as my hands stroke over her stomach while I listen to her soft, satisfied breaths.
She doesn’t answer and as her breathing quietens; I realize she’s fallen asleep.
I know every climax will take it out of her. If only for ten minutes. But it’s ten minutes I’ll need each time to recuperate.
When I know she’s in a deep sleep, I slide my hand over her stomach and find the patch she told me was her birth control. I flick my fingernail under the patch and rip it off so quickly she only gives a murmur.
Then I roll it between my fingers and smile at the thought of her being swollen with my baby inside her.
What the fuck am I thinking?
“Alpha,” she cries. It’s only been ten minutes as I expected, and now she is awake and already begging for more.
It was the longest ten minutes of my life, yet I know when she’s deeper in her heat and I’m exhausted, I’ll be on my knees begging for a longer respite.
“Are you hungry, little kitten?”
“Only for you.”
I smile. “Do you need your alpha’s cock?” I stand at the doorway with a towel around my waist.
I’ve heard how hungry and desperate omegas get in their heat. Not only for food, and it appears Scarlett is no exception.
She pushes herself upward to see me. There’s deep hunger in her gaze, and I smile when her tongue slides over her lips.
“Take off your mask,” she asks.
“What’s my scent?” I reply.
She pouts. “That’s my boundary. No talking about scents.”
“Then I’ll keep wearing my mask.” I want her more than I thought I would. I could claim her right now, but she’s an omega and she won’t want me if we’re not a scent match.
I can’t take that chance. I can’t do that to her.
She exhales and spreads her legs to show me her glistening pussy. “Then fuck me.”
I grin. “I can do that.”
I rip off the towel and walk toward her. My cock was already hard from the perfume in the room, but as I walk closer it’s getting harder and harder with every step I take.
My eyes are on hers as my hands slide up her legs. Her hairline is sweaty, beads of red show me her hair color is not what it seems. But now isn’t the time for that conversation.
She groans. Her hand presses on her stomach as her heat builds again.
“I’m going to take it away. I’m going to look after you.”
Her eyes meet mine and she nods. “You being here helps me.”
Is she saying I am her scent match? That’s normally the only way the presence of an alpha helps an omega without knotting her.
I want to bite her so fucking much that I know this must be what addiction feels like. The overwhelming urge to need something so bad you’ll take it, regardless of the consequences.
“Touch me. Fuck me,” she whispers, parting her legs, showing me the slick oozing from her, coating her inner thighs.
I feel so fucking feral. I bare my teeth and slide my tongue over my canines. “You’re making me ache. And I don’t only mean my cock.”
She swallows, knowing full well what I mean.
“I’m going to go so deep, you’re going to beg me to claim you,” I say as I hook her legs over my shoulders and line my cock against her slick entrance, sliding the crown over her slit.
She purrs. Her eyelashes flutter as her eyes close. “Alpha. Just fuck me.”
A deep growl escapes me, and I want to chastise her for trying to control this. I don’t. Instead, I slide myself through her slick heat, making a sound between a groan and a growl. A noise I’ve never heard from myself before.
I thrust in and out. Her walls grip my cock and without warning, an orgasm surprises me. Not only from her, but also from me.
Fast, but so fucking good.
And now I want to knot her so fucking badly.
I’m waiting.
Sitting on the bed, stroking her body as she murmurs the sweetest noises in her sleep.
This time, she’s been asleep for twenty minutes and my cock is aching to be inside her again.
She turns on the bed and sees me. Her hand reaches across to touch mine. She smiles and I know I’m never letting her go.
It’s the reason for the past fifteen minutes I’ve been trying to take stock of my life. Wondering how I get her into it without my father making her life hell.
Can I keep my omega a secret from him?
The only way, for now, is to keep myself a secret from her.
I’ll find a way.
“You’re deep in thought,” she murmurs, turning on the nest.
“Just thinking about knotting you,” I say.
She grins. “I think your cock is big enough. I dread to think how big your knot is.”
I laugh with her. “That talk is not helping with the ache in my dick.”
“Then use me.” Her voice is coated in lust as her hand slips between her thighs. After sliding her finger through her pussy, she coats her slick over my lips.
“Fuck, Omega. I need to be inside you.”
She quickly straddles me. Holding my cock at the base with her small hand while she slides her perfect pussy onto me.
We groan in unison. Our joint perfumes coat the air, making my mouth water and her slick gush between us.
Her thighs squeeze with each bounce, holding me in place as we watch each other. It’s the perfect moment, not only sliding through her heat but knowing I’ve found my omega.
I trail my fingertips over the flesh of her arms. Loving the feel of her soft, silky skin, and I don’t want this feeling to end.
She squeezes my dick, and I dig my fingers into her arms. She purrs, liking the sting. “You want it a bit rougher, omega?”
She nods. “Harder,” she groans as she pounds on my cock.
She rolls her hips against my public bone again. I watch her pussy stretch around me, grinding as she tries to take my knot.
I grab her by the hip and flip her over. “I’m in charge now.”
“I need your knot...” she cries.
“And I’ll be the one who gives you it. You don’t take.”
“Please.”
I wrap my fingers around her neck and squeeze as her eyes close.
“Eyes on me.”
Her beautiful brown eyes look so fucking hazy right now. She’s slipping into her deep heat. And I know I need to knot her before she’s so far gone she doesn’t remember the feeling of me. Yes, she’ll keep begging for my knot during her deep heat, but I could be anyone by then and there’s a potential that she won’t remember me doing this for her.
Her pussy clenches around my cock as I squeeze her throat. “You’re killing me, Omega.”
I thrust in and out, over and over. Still holding onto her throat as we stare at each other. I lean down and brush my lips over hers before catching her bottom lip with my teeth as I pound harder and she meets my every thrust.
She’s so fucking perfect.
My teeth bite harder against her swollen lip as her lust-filled eyes meet mine.
If I claim her right now, at least I know she will always be mine. I can then work out how I keep her safe.
“Fuck, you need to be a good fucking omega and come soon.” I need for this to be over before I do something I regret.
Her eyes flash, but it’s what she needed to hear.
I bury my face in the curve of her slender neck. Not that it stops me from wanting to claim her, and I know I need to knot her to take my mind off biting her.
I pound into her relentlessly, over and over, listening to her gasps and smelling her perfect scent and realizing this is the same as the stories I’ve heard about. When an alpha wants nothing more than to taste her blood on his tongue as she becomes part of him, seeping into his being.
Scarlett moans as she grips her legs so tightly around me, I feel like I’m in a human vise. Her hips meet every one of my hard thrusts; it’s mind-blowing.
“I’m…” She gets no more words out as I push my cock and knot inside her, still thrusting as much as I can as I listen to her breathing.
“So good…” she groans as I push one final time and my knot starts to inflate inside her. Her eyes roll heavenward.
I drag my inflating knot against her walls, slowly filling the space as her body convulses against mine, draining me of everything I can give her.
She pants and then cries out as her climax hits her, “Knot me… Give me it.”
I push one final time, locking my fully inflated knot inside her, and growl as I spill my cum deep inside her.
“Oh yes… Oh, that’s…”
She slowly moves her pussy over my knot, purring as I suck her neck, not knowing just how close I was to claiming her.