Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
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The fifteen minutes I wait for Daxton’s damn knot to deflate is the longest fifteen minutes of my life. I try to be happy for him as he holds our omega close and nuzzles, licks and laps at the fresh claiming bite he’s made on her throat, Harper humming with satisfaction, but fuck I want that. I want it really really bad.
I want to claim our omega.
The moment his knot finally releases her, and he rolls off her, knowing he's a pack alpha and has to share, I’m tugging her my way.
I push back the hair from her face and stare down at the bite. It’s symmetrical, deep and perfect.
“It’s beautiful, Harp,” I tell her.
“Alpha, are you going to add yours too?” she says.
“What do you think?” I say.
Between her thighs, she’s sticky with slick and come and I slide inside her with no resistance at all.
She moans, swollen and sensitive, and I fuck her like I’ve never fucked her before. Slowly, powerfully, making every deep stroke of my cock count, making her purr and whimper beneath me.
Will it always be like this? I wonder.
Will our passion for one another fade? Will babies and jobs and families come between us? Will we grow apart?
I don’t think so.
I love her just as much today as I did ten years ago. Time, space, distance didn’t change that. I don’t think anything ever will.
I’ll be an old man and I’ll still want Harper Hall to sit on my face.
“You know what, Harp, I love you too,” I say.
She smiles at me, shivering with pleasure as an orgasm sails through her body. “Right back at you, big guy.”
I laugh and come, thrusting deep between her thighs, my seed flooding her channel, my knot locking her entrance. And then I’m dipping my head, nuzzling along her shoulder until I find the perfect spot on her throat.
“You’re mine,” I mutter as I bite into her neck, feeling her skin pinch, stretch and break beneath the ridges of my teeth. Warm, coppery blood fills my mouth and the bond locks inside my stomach.
Harper will be there deep inside my gut, deep inside my heart, for the rest of my days.