Chapter 2
Two
Callum
I’ve tracked rogue shifters across three kingdoms. Hunted creatures that would give seasoned warriors nightmares. Survived battles that left me with more scars than unmarked skin.
But nothing…nothing…has ever hit me as hard as the scent that floods my lungs the second I walk into Queen Hilda’s throne room.
Omega.
Not just any omega. My omega. Our omega.
The mate bond slams into me like a boulder, and I have to lock my knees to keep from dropping right there on the marble floor. My wolf surges, howling MINE MINE MINE so loud I can barely hear anything else.
She’s sitting on her throne, all icy beauty and regal power. Wearing a gown that shows off curves that make my mouth water and my cock instantly hard. I want to mark her skin with my teeth… Her full lips are moving, saying something I can’t process because all my blood has rushed south.
She’s fucking gorgeous.
And she’s mine.
I force myself to focus, to listen to what she’s saying.
“…task for you, huntsman.”
Her voice is cold. Dismissive. She’s a woman of few words. Her tone is direct and lethal. The kind that’s probably made lesser men piss themselves.
It just makes me harder.
I start walking toward her, my boots heavy on the stone floor. Need to get closer. Need to scent her properly, confirm what my wolf already knows with absolute certainty.
“My stepdaughter has become… problematic,” she continues, and there’s something bitter underneath that cold exterior. “I need her removed. Quietly.”
She’s asking me to kill someone. I should probably care about that. Can’t. All I can think about is getting my hands on her, my mouth on her, my knot buried deep inside her perfect fucking softness.
“Take her into the forest,” she says. I’m close enough now that I can see her pupils dilate slightly. She feels it too. The pull. The bond. “Make it look like an accident. Wild animals. Bandits. I don’t care. Just…”
That’s when her scent hits me full force, and my control shatters.
Slick. She’s getting wet. An omega recognizing her alpha even as she tries to maintain her icy queen mask.
I watch her throat work as she swallows. Catch the tiniest tremor in her hands before she clasps them together.
“…handle it.”
Her voice wavers. Just slightly. But I hear it.
I stop walking, letting myself drink in the sight of her. Letting my wolf surface enough that I know my eyes have gone pale and predatory.
She can scent me too. I watch realization dawn, watch her fight against what her body is screaming at her.
“You need to take her into the forest and…”
Fuck this.
“OUT.” I don’t raise my voice, but the alpha command cracks through the throne room like a whip. “NOW.”
The guards scatter. I hear their boots, their panicked scrambling, the heavy doors slamming shut as they flee.
Smart males.
Queen Hilda is on her feet in an instant, fury blazing across her beautiful face. “How DARE you…”
I move.
One second I’m ten feet away. The next, I’m in front of her, grabbing her, pulling her down from that dais she thinks makes her untouchable.
She’s smaller than I expected. Even softer than she looks. And she fits against my chest like she was fucking made for me.
Because she was.
I sit on her throne -the irony isn’t lost on me -and drag her into my lap.
“What the fuck do you think you’re…”
I cut her off with my mouth on hers.
She tastes so fucking good it hurts. I fist my hand in her soft hair, holding her in place while I claim her delicious mouth. She tries to bite me and I fucking love it. My fierce little omega, fighting even as her lush body melts against mine.
My tongue forces past her full lips, and she makes this sound…half moan, half whimper…that goes straight to my cock.
When I pull back, breathless, she’s also panting. Staring at me with wide eyes, her pupils blown, her lips swollen. Fucking magnificent.
“You’re mine, omega,” I growl. “And you know it.”
I watch her try to find that cold queen mask. But her scent is giving her away…slick and need and desperate omega wanting her alpha.
“I don’t…” she starts.
“You feel it too.” I slide one big hand down her side, over her sexy curves, settling on her wide hip. “Your omega knows.”
“You’re insane…”
“Maybe.” I lean in, breathing against her throat, right where I’m going to bite her. Mark her. Make sure everyone knows she’s claimed. “But you’re still mine.”
“I summoned you to kill my…”
“I don’t give a fuck what you summoned me for.” My hand slides higher, cupping a full tit through the fabric of her gown. She gasps, arching into my touch even as she tries to pull away.
“I’m a queen…”
“Yeah, you’re my queen now.” I palm her breast, feeling her nipple harden.
“My omega. My mate.” I run my tongue along the seam of her plump lips before adding, “I think you’ve been alone too long.
” I whisper against her soft skin, peppering her face and throat with kisses.
“You’re bitter and twisted because no one’s claimed you properly. ”
She opens her mouth…probably to say something cutting and cold…but I slide my other hand between her thighs and she moans instead of fighting. I chuckle darkly.
She’s so fucking wet I can feel it through her undergarments, hot and slick and fucking perfect.
“That ends now,” I murmur against her ear before sucking the lobe into my mouth, at the same time circling her clit through damp fabric.
“No more being alone.” I graze her skin while she writhes and pants in my lap.
“No more being cold. You’re ours, omega.
Mine and my pack brothers’, and we’re going to take very good care of you. ”
“This is…oh God…” Her full hips roll, seeking more pressure, more friction.
“This is fate.” I press harder, watching her face as pleasure wars with her need to maintain control. “It’s what was always going to happen the second we scented each other.”
“I can’t…”
“You can, little one. You will.” I find the edge of her undergarments, slide my fingers underneath, and find bare skin, hot and slick and perfect. “Fuck, you’re dripping,” I growl against her temple.
She whimpers, tries to close her thighs, but I use my knee to keep them spread.
“No hiding, omega.” I slide a finger through her plump, silky folds, gathering her slick, and circle her clit. “I’m going to learn every inch of you, my queen. Every sound you make. Every way to make you come.”
I breathe her in, running my nose into the crook of her neck.
“Please…”
“Please, what?” I rumble as I slide my finger inside her, and she cries out, her cunt clenching around me. So tight. So fucking perfect. “Please stop? Please more? Use your words, baby.”
“I don’t…fuck…I don’t know…”
“You know,” I growl, and add a second finger, stretching her, working her open. “Your omega knows exactly what she wants, sweetheart,” I say against her skin before licking.
I work her with my fingers, slow and thorough, while she writhes in my lap. Her hands clutching at my shoulders…not pushing me away anymore, just holding on, fingers digging, breaking skin in the most delicious sting.
“That’s it,” I murmur against her lips. “Let go. Let your alpha take care of you.”
“Not…not my alpha…” she pants.
I smirk. “Liar.” I curl my fingers, finding a spot inside her that makes her shake all over. “Come for me, omega. Show me how pretty you look when you fall apart.”
She tries to resist. I can see it in the way she bites her lip, tries to hold still. But her body betrays her. Her hips rock, chasing the pleasure, and when I press my thumb to her clit, she breaks.
Hilda comes with a loud cry, her pussy clenching around my fingers, slick flooding my hand. I work her through it, drawing out her orgasm until she’s shaking and gasping.
“Beautiful,” I growl, bringing my fingers to my mouth. I lick them clean, maintaining eye contact, watching her pupils dilate even further. “Fucking delicious. Going to eat you out until you forget your own name.”
“You can’t…”
I cock an eyebrow and stand, lifting her with me. She’s still dazed, still trembling from her orgasm. Perfect. “But first, I’m going to make you take my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours.”
Her eyes go wide. “What…”
I just smile and set her on her feet, my hands going to my belt. “On your knees, omega. Your alpha wants to feel your
sweet tongue on his cock.”
For a second, I think she’s going to refuse, pull that cold queen act again. And I’d fucking love the opportunity to heat her ass with my palm…
Then she sinks to her knees, and my wolf fucking howls in victory.
The Queen, on her knees in front of me, her gorgeous lips parted, waiting for me to feed her my dick.
I free myself. I’m hard and thick and leaking like a fucking fountain. Hilda’s eyes widen even further.
“Too big?” I ask with a dark chuckle.
She licks her lips, her big brown eyes going from my face to my long, thick member. “I’ve never…”
“Fuck.” I thread my fingers through her curls, guiding her forward. “Your first.”
I rub the head of my cock against her lips, smearing the plump flesh with my precum. “Open.”
She shudders, parting her lips, her eyes glued to mine, and I slide inside her hot, wet mouth with a groan.
“Fuck. Just like that.” I hold still, letting her adjust, fighting every instinct that’s screaming at me to thrust. “Use your tongue, baby. Taste me.”
She does, tentatively at first, then with more eagerness. The sight of her…on her knees, with my fat cock in her mouth, her dark eyes looking up at me…is almost enough to make me come right there.
Then I start moving, slowly, savoring the feel of my omega, working myself deeper. When she starts gagging, I pull back.
“Breathe through your nose, little one,” I instruct. “And relax your throat.” I push damp tendrils of hair off her forehead. My tender gesture at complete odds with how I’m fucking her throat. I’m a sick fuck like that.
She follows my instructions, taking me deeper, and the pleasure is so intense I grit my teeth.
“Good girl,” I growl. “Such a good fucking girl for your alpha.”
I fuck her mouth steadily, watching her learn. Watching her eyes water, drool slip from the corner of her lips. Fucking loving the nasty sounds of my thick flesh filling her mouth, sliding down her throat, her desperate whimpers of combined pain and arousal…
She’s fucking perfect.
But I can’t finish like this. Need to be inside her. Need to knot my mate, fucking claim her.
I pull out of her mouth with a wet sound. She gasps, looking up at me with swollen lips and dazed eyes.
“Up,” I command. “Bend over the throne.”
She stands on shaky legs, and for a second I think she’s going to argue. Then she turns and bends over her throne, presenting herself to me.
My perfect little omega. Fuck.
I flip up her skirts then rip away her undergarments. Hilda gasps but doesn’t protest.
“Look at you,” I growl, running my hands over her thick ass and thighs. “Dripping, fucking desperate. Your cunt is begging for my knot, sweetheart.”
“Please…”
“Please, what?” I rumble as I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock sliding through her slick.
Fuuuuuck!
“Please fuck me,” she finally gasps out.
I thrust inside in one stroke, and we both cry out. She’s so tight, so hot, clenching around me like she never wants to let go.
“Fuck,” I snarl. “You feel that? You feel how perfectly you take me? This sweet pussy was fucking made for my cock.”
“Yes…oh God…yes…”
I start moving, hard and deep, claiming my queen on her throne. The sound of skin slapping skin echoes through the vast room, mixed with her desperate moans and my beastly growls.
I lean over her, caging her in. “My mate. Mine.”
“Not…yours…” she tries, but it’s so fucking weak.
“Liar.” I reach around, find her clit, and begin rubbing in time with my mad thrusts. “Your body knows. Your omega knows. You’re mine, little one. Mine to fuck. Mine to knot. Mine to fucking breed.”
She comes with a scream, clenching around me so hard I nearly black out. But I just keep fucking her through it, chasing my own release.
My knot starts to swell, and I drive it inside her, locking us together as I come. I flood her womb with my seed, marking her from the inside, making her whimper at the fullness.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” I murmur, gathering her in my arms, my knot keeping us locked together. “Take it all. Take your alpha’s seed.”
I sit back on her throne, arranging my woman in my lap, both of us breathing raggedly hard. My knot pulsing inside her, as she shudders.
“We’re stuck,” she mumbles weakly.
“Just for a while.” I kiss her temple, her cheek. “Maybe an hour.”
“An hour?!” Her voice rises, her half-lidded eyes flying wide open. Fucking king must have been a wimp… good for us.
“Depends on how well I bred you.” I run my hands over her curves, and feel my cock twitch inside her.
She moans.
“I don’t even know your name,” she breathes out.
I kiss her again. It’s like I’ll never get enough of her sweet taste. “Callum.”
“Callum,” she repeats, her mouth pulling up at the corners.
Fuck, hearing my name on her lips is fucking everything. My chest fills, my heart fucking soars… I need to tell the others. I reach out to my brothers through the pack bond.
Once I’m done, I smile against Hilda’s hair, holding her close as my knot keeps us locked together.
“And what are you so pleased about?” she asks, her sass returning.
I chuckle. “Just thinking about how good we’re going to claim you, omega.” I kiss her neck, right where we’ll bite her later. “My brothers are coming, little one. And they’re going to be very happy to meet our mate.”
She tenses. “Your… brothers?”
I nod, smiling wickedly. “My pack brothers. Both of them.” I tighten my arms around her, pressing a kiss on her lips. “Don’t worry. We’re going to worship you.”
“This is insane…”
“Mhhh.” I nuzzle into her neck, breathing in her scent…now mixed with mine. “You’re ours, baby.”
She doesn’t argue. Just settles against me with a sigh that almost sounds like surrender.