Chapter Forty-Two – Darius
I hold onto Mercedes as I flip us and lay her down on her nest. She wants me to fuck her and mark her? Two things I will gladly do. Two things I’ve been aching to do. Hell, I’d fuck her all day, every day if I could, and if I’m completely honest, I wanted to sink my teeth into her neck the moment I stumbled upon her in my study.
My omega. My mate. It’s already official, but the bite will seal it forever. There will be no walking away, no undoing it. We will be linked together forever, until the day we die.
I prop myself up over Mercedes, and the way she gazes up at me with wide, glassy eyes, her pupils blown, tells me she’s ready for this. She runs her hands all along her own body, catching her tits and pinching her nipples, making herself writhe and moan and squeeze those thighs together. Her sweet slick fills the air, her core ready to take an alpha’s knot.
She’s beautiful. Sexy beyond belief. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve her, but now that she’s here, now that she’s ours, I’m never going to let her go.
My cock hardened the very first moment I answered the call from Nic, and that hardness only grew as I grabbed Warren and we raced down the hall. Believe it or not, it’s not the easiest thing to take off your pants when your cock is practically knotting itself.
But now I’m here, above my omega, seconds away from fucking her, right where I’m always meant to be.
I smirk down at her. “Are you ready for me, omega? Is your pussy ready to take my knot?” As I ask the questions, a growl seeps from my chest. I know she is. I can smell her, but still, I want to hear her beg.
Mercedes nods. “Yes, alpha. Please fuck me.”
I spread her legs and plunge into her with one push of my hips, filling that tight, wet pussy as a groan slips from between my lips. Fuck. It’s like every time, I forget how good it feels to be buried inside her.
With her hormones so thick in the air it gives me a high no other drug could ever match, I give my omega a good, long fucking. I hold onto her as I take her, as I rock my hips back and forth, dragging my cock in and out of her core as my knot swells. Beside us, Warren and Nic fist their own cocks, not-so-patiently waiting their turn with her.
My knot swells, and the moment it does, Mercedes cries out, her body suddenly orgasming with the swollen addition inside her. Her core clamps down around it, her muscles spasming as she clings to me, leaking more slick.
Watching her unravel only makes me work harder. I wrap an arm around her upper back, holding her tightly against my chest as I plunge into her with a fierceness nobody could ever hope to match, not even Warren. The urge to let loose is strong within me, but I push it off, needing this to last.
“Such a good omega,” I praise her, my chest purring along with the words, causing her to writhe and moan beneath me. “The sounds you make when you come, I could eat them up. I could eat you up, mate.”
She pants, her skin on fire.
Minutes pass, and I am a beacon of willpower as I push off my own release as long as I possibly can. After a while, though, it becomes impossible, and I feel the first telltale sign of it in my lower half. My cock twitches inside her core, spewing cum into her pussy, shot after shot until I’m drained dry. I groan, my chest shuddering with the powerful orgasm, and simultaneously my canine teeth ache.
So, while I’m emptying into her pussy, I do the only other thing we both need: I arch my back so my face can reach her neck—not too easy to do, thanks to the knot keeping our midsections locked together and our height difference—and I sink my teeth into the tender skin on her neck, on her left side, right above her scent gland.
My teeth break the skin with little resistance, and the taste of her blood in my mouth is all I can focus on. She moans against me, clinging to me and digging her nails into my lower back. Past the metallic, coppery taste, my teeth find the scent gland hidden beneath the skin, and when they make contact, the bond snaps into place.
I can feel it, deep within me, can feel her. I can feel her own heart beating in sync with mine, can feel and taste the pleasure in her bones, as if I’m feeling it myself. She must feel the exact same, the link between our souls undeniable now. The sensation is so strong, so intense, that both Mercedes and I orgasm again in unison.
Yeah, somehow my already-spent, still-knotted cock has more cum inside it.
I pull my teeth out of her neck as the pleasure surges throughout me. She cries out, her core spasming around my length, her slick finding a way to ooze out of her and coat my balls. Blood dribbles out of the bite wound on her neck, so I bend my head and catch the blood with my tongue, cleaning her up the best I can.
Of course, we will need to take her into the bathroom to disinfect, once the others bite her. She’ll scar, but there’s no need for the scars to look hideous. I’ll make sure she’s taken care of.
My knot takes its time in deflating, and as soon as I can slip out of her without harming her, I do. I don’t push myself off her right away, though. Instead, I gaze down at her as everything in me locks into place.
“I love you,” I whisper.
She’s too blissed out of her mind to say it back, but that’s all right. With my mate mark on her neck, we’re linked in a deeper way. I know she feels the same. I can feel her love, beyond the pleasure that currently drowns her, and I know without a single doubt she’s never going to run from us.
This is her home now, in our arms.