CHAPTER SIX
EMBER
I STARTED TO MOVE, but Ryung’s voice stopped me.
“Don’t move, Little Omega,” Ryung called out as he stepped into the clearing.
There was no alpha command in his tone. Yet, I sensed the seriousness of the order. I held still, wondering what was going on. Ryung approached us slowly, cautiously, his hands raised.
“Calm down, Moon,” Ryung rasped, inching closer. “You have her now. She didn’t escape. She didn’t leave you. You can calm down now.”
The prince’s growls filled the night, the sound just as gravelly and rough as it had been when he was in his wolf form. I chanced a glance over my shoulder.
“Don’t move,” Ryung insisted.
Too late. I was looking at Moon now, who looked close to shifting back into his wolf. His lips were pulled away from his teeth in an unnatural sneer. The growl rumbling through him was nothing like the sound he’d emitted when we were back in the tower.
He sounded and looked feral. And Fate help me, the look was sexy as hell. He was on his hands and knees above me, muscular body caging me in. And damn it, I could feel his cock heavy against my bare bottom.
I was pretty sure that thang was leaking precum on my ass. I resisted the urge to wiggle a bit, to smear it into my skin. My perfume rose around us as slick spilled from me. Moon leaned in closer, his growls growing louder.
“Omega, I never thought I’d say this,” Ryung started. “But try to stop perfuming until I calm him down.”
Stop perfuming? How could I stop when there was a sexy alpha pinning me to the ground?
“I can’t help it,” I breathed.
“You must try because your little escape attempt has sent Prince Moon into a rut. He’s not fully in control of himself right now, and he’d hate himself if he hurt you while in this state. So, please, don’t move and don’t perfume.”
Moon was in a rut! He’d gone feral for me! Happy tears sprang to my eyes. How sweet!
“Damn it, omega, you’re perfuming again,” Ryung hissed as Prince Moon’s growls filled the night. "Easy, Moon. Don't hurt her."
Moon answered with another growl, deeper this time, more possessive. He nudged my hair aside with his nose, exposing the sensitive skin of my neck. I tensed as he inhaled deeply, his breath warm against me.
A shudder rippled through his body, the vibration transferring to mine as he breathed in my scent. I tried not to move, tried to appear submissive, though every part of me wanted to arch up and press against him. The urge was so strong I had to bite my lip to keep from acting on it.
"Mine," Moon growled as he sniffed his way down my body, his nose brushing along my spine, traveling lower.
His growls softened to appreciative rumbles when his nose brushed the curve of my ass. A gasp escaped me once he reached the slick gathering between my thighs, inhaling deeply as if my scent was the most intoxicating thing he'd ever breathed in.
"Mine," he snarled, the word vibrating against my inner thigh, making my pussy clench.
Before I could form a coherent thought, Moon's hands gripped my hips, pulling me up onto my knees. The abrupt movement drew a startled yelp from my lips, my hands sinking into the snow for balance.
I was on all fours now, my ass in the air, completely exposed. I glanced over my shoulder, and my breath caught at the sight of him. His eyes were wild, silver irises nearly consumed by his dilated pupils.
His lips were pulled back in a snarl that should have frightened me, but only increased my arousal.
He spread my thighs wider just as movement to my side caught my attention.
Ryung dropped to his knees beside us, his expression a blend of concern and barely contained desire.
Moon's head snapped toward him, teeth gnashing in warning.
"It's okay, big fella," Ryung told him, hands raised. "I'm not going to take her from you. I just want to talk to her."
Though his words seemed to placate Moon, the feral alpha’s grip on my hips tightened as he pressed his cock against my ass. I bit my lower lip to stifle a moan. Ryung's dark eyes met mine, that hint of concern still present beneath his desire.
"Listen to me, Little Omega,” Ryung started. “There are some things we have to get straightened out real quick. First off, you will never run from us again. That will only lead to us hunting you down and bringing you back where you belong, here with us. Do you understand?"
I nodded, pussy throbbing, needing Moon inside me right now. Moon continued grinding against me, his growls filling the night, my slick coating his cock as he rubbed it against my heat.
Each thrust of his hips sent sparks of pleasure shooting through me. I was ready for him to fuck me.
"Mine," Moon snarled, the word a mantra he recited with each roll of his hips.
"You ran from us," Ryung continued, his voice dropping lower. "Which means you're not ready to accept what you are to us. You need more time."
I opened my mouth to argue, but he cut me off.
"So if you want me to restrain Moon and knock him out so he doesn't claim you tonight, you have to tell me now."
Moon gnashed his teeth at Ryung's words, his growl turning feral.
"Calm down, prince," Ryung snapped back.
Moon continued thrusting against me, his movements becoming more insistent. And I kept hoping he’d slide in and fill me with that thick cock.
"Tell me, omega," Ryung demanded, forcing me to meet his eyes. "What do you want? Do you want me to restrain him, or do you want him to rut you?"
I stared into his dark gaze, barely believing that he was giving me a choice. I was at their mercy. They could do whatever they wanted to me. Yet, he still wanted consent. How could such a sweet guard be considered ruthless and cruel?
I was starting to believe the rumors circulating about them weren’t entirely true. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry.
"I want him," I whispered. "I want this. I want my mates."
Moon's howl rent the air. Ryung's eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across his face.
"You want us?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Use your words, omega," Ryung insisted.
"I... Yes... I want you both." The admission felt like surrender and victory all at once.
"Why now?" he pressed, eyes narrowing. "Is it because we've captured you and you'll say anything to appease us at the moment?" he snarled, causing Moon to growl louder.
The prince’s chest pressed against my back as he sniffed my neck. His tongue trailed over my throat, making me shiver with need. My eyes drifted closed at the sensation, pleasure coursing through me as Moon continued rubbing his cock against my slick heat.
What had Ryung asked me? Something about... consent? I couldn’t remember. All I knew was I needed Ryung to be quiet, so I could get knotted.
"I consent," I rasped, opening my eyes to meet Ryung’s dark gaze. "Can Moon fuck me now?" Pretty please with a cherry on top.
"If you let him fuck you right now, he will knot you, and he will bite you, marking you as ours forever," Ryung explained. "That can never be undone."
"I know," I replied. "I want it. I want a necklace of bite marks around my throat from my alphas."
"Fuck, omega," he hissed, his hand moving to his cock, squeezing it as he stared at me.
Damn, my alphas were hot.
Ryung’s eyes drifted to Moon. "You can fuck her now, Prince. But be gentle with our little omega."
Gentle? Who needed gentle?
Not this witch! I wanted it rough. I wanted him to slam his knot into me, to leave me sore for days, physical proof that I'd taken my first knot. Moon gripped his cock, positioning himself behind me. He ran the thick head along my slick slit, coating himself in my arousal.
"Remember," Ryung told him. "We talked about this in the hall. You've got to get her pussy ready for you first."
I expected another growl of impatience from Moon, but to my surprise, he used his knee to nudge my legs further apart. I looked back to find him lowering his face to my pussy. The first swipe of his tongue against my folds made me gasp.
He delved deeper, tasting me, his low growl vibrating against my flesh and drawing more slick from me. The second swipe had me arching my back, a broken moan escaping my lips as I whispered his name.
By the third stroke of his tongue, I'd lowered my elbows to the snow and was grinding my pussy against his face, desperate for more. His tongue flicked through my folds, drinking in my juices as his growls reverberated against me.
I'd never felt anything like it, this raw, primal pleasure that consumed every thought, every breath.
My body was shuddering so much that it was embarrassing.
I needed more. I needed him inside me before I exploded.
His tongue could explore my pussy later.
Right now, I needed that knot or I would go crazy.
“Fuck me, alpha,” I groaned.
With a snarl, Moon rose up behind me, his lips glistening with my slick. Gripping his cock, he slid it against my entrance. The head breached me, and I gasped at the sensation. He sank into me slowly, inch by agonizing inch, filling me, stretching me.
I groaned, a moment of panic creeping over me as the reality of his size sank in. He was so big, bigger than the other men I’d been with. Would he fit? Would it hurt? My muscles tensed, clenching, torn between desire and fear.
"Relax for him, sweetheart," Ryung rasped, his voice somehow soothing despite the strain evident in every line of his body. He was gripping his cock, stroking it as he watched Moon slowly ease into me.
I realized that even in his rut state, Prince Moon was fighting his instinct to thrust deep, to claim me completely in one savage motion. My feral beast was trying to be gentle with me.
I'd thought I didn't need gentle, had even fantasized about him taking me rough and fast. But with his size, I'd changed my mind. Gentle was good. Gentle was necessary. I gritted my teeth as pain flared within me, the stretch almost too much.
"It's okay, beautiful," Ryung whispered. "You can take it. You were made for his cock. Bloom for him, little omega."