Chapter 34 #2
I lay down against his thigh, my ass up in the air. It was a bit strange prepping myself, but I didn't mind. I managed another two fingers before I felt ready. He was going to be a stretch to fit no matter what, so as long as I was sure I wouldn't get hurt, I didn't care.
It took a moment of adjusting, but I managed to position myself above him and get lined up.
I felt empty inside, needing something, now.
Slowly, I began sinking against his hard length.
Only the tip was in, but I already felt so full.
Once I was in far enough that I didn't need to hold him, I let both of my hands rest on his chest, falling back slowly.
I was pretty sure Marcus had fallen back to sleep, but his hands gripped my waist hard and pulled me down on top of him all the way. My head flew back towards the ceiling, eyes widening as it felt like I was being torn apart.
"Fuck, Marcus," I moaned loudly.
When I glanced down at him, his eyes were still heavily lidded with sleep. I fell against him, trying to allow myself to adjust to him. Thankfully, he didn't try to move right away, but after a bit, his impatience turned into slight thrusts.
And I couldn't deny, even though it felt like a lot, I craved to continue as well.
I lifted off of him to the tip before slowly sinking back down.
Heavy breathing and the press of our bodies were the only things in the room.
I was pretty sure everyone in the house was asleep, unaware of Marcus's rut or my taking care of it.
He grumbled, and I wasn't sure what he said. I kept the pace slow and even. He hit that perfect spot inside every time just because of how big he was.
"More," he finally spat out coherently. Before I knew what was happening, I was being flipped over and placed on my hands and knees.
Marcus sank into me quickly, not even taking a moment before fucking me hard. I tried to hold myself up, but could hardly manage it, dropping to my elbows.
"Fuck, yes," I moaned. "Harder."
He did as I requested, fucking me so hard I could barely see straight. That tingling sensation started in my lower back, telling me I was close.
"Such a good omega," he said. "My good omega."
"Yes, yours," I agreed, getting swept up in the moment.
"Need to… knot my omega," he clipped out.
"Knot me. Please, please, please."
I'd only been knotted by Indi a few times, usually during my heat. It always felt good, but with Marcus, I was a bit worried.
But he wasn't going to give me time to be worried. His hands came around me and yanked me up, so my back was flush with his front. One of his arms wrapped around my middle, while the other around my face. Putting me in the perfect position he wanted me in.
This time when he pressed in, he didn't stop at the knot, continuing to try to get it inside of me. It had to be almost the size of his fist.
"It won't fit," I said.
"It will," he murmured. He was pressed next to my face, so he was speaking into my ear. "You were made to take my knot. You're my omega. Made just for me."
I didn't know Marcus had this possessive side to him, but getting to be in the center of that obsession felt amazing.
I bore down as he continued trying to push into me. It felt like it would never end, the knot continuing to stretch me further and further.
Finally, he reached the biggest part. But instead of pushing it in, he held me there.
"You feel so good around my knot. Squeezing it so tightly."
He rocked back and forth on it for far too long.
"Please stop teasing," I begged. "I need you to knot me. Claim me alpha."
His growl wracked through my body before he shoved himself all the way inside.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Marcus pulled his arm up, putting it around my mouth as he thrust as much as he could with his knot still inside me.
Without thinking about it, I let my teeth sink into his arm, breaking the skin.
A connection formed in my brain quickly, and I realized what I did.
I bonded Marcus.
I should have been freaking out, but I was so lost in the pleasure, I couldn't fully grasp it. But this felt just like that thread I had severed, only it didn't feel quite like the intrusion the last one felt like.
It took one more thrust before we were each spilling over. I came all over the bed beneath us, while he came deep inside of me.
I was completely boneless, held up by only Marcus. When he was done, he fell to the bed, taking me down to his side with him.
Though every bone in my body wanted me to freak out, I somehow managed to relax against him.
Freaking out wasn't going to do anything for either of us stuck like this.
Even so, this felt… different from before.
Though I did it by accident, there wasn't this coiled dread around my throat, making me feel trapped.
There was nothing on the other side of the bond right now but content sleeping, which was nice.
I suddenly worried what my side felt like.
My emotions were everywhere, and I couldn't imagine that would be pleasant to wake up to.
When his knot went down, I would just slip out and go back to Eva.
But Marcus wrapped around me tight, as if he could sense my plan to leave. Knowing he wanted me so close felt nice.
He made a bit of noise from behind me. A mumble I didn't fully understand.
"Eva," he then said, clear as day.
My entire body tensed. Did he think I was the other omega? White-hot rage boiled in my blood. Yeah, he probably hoped he was bonded to Eva. Why would he want to be bonded to me? We had hardly started to get along, and now we were stuck together for life?
I closed my eyes, making sure I didn't shift in anger. The quicker his knot released, the quicker I could get the fuck out of here.
I wasn't sure how long I was lying there before he finally released me. As soon as I felt that room to get out, I pulled from him and scurried out of his room.
When I clicked Marcus' door shut, the house was quiet and dark. No one knew what had just happened, that I had bonded with Marcus, of all people.
I tiptoed back to the bathroom and got in the shower, scrubbing my body of his scent. At this point, I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. Though I ended up doing neither, feeling too numb for it all.
Once I was pretty sure most of his scent was gone, I went back into the room. Eva was still there, sleeping as if my entire world hadn't shifted on its head. I wanted to be annoyed with her, but even I knew that wouldn't be fair.
Feeling deflated, I crawled into bed. As soon as I did, she put her arms around me and pulled me close. Even in her sleep, it seemed that she knew exactly what I needed.