Chapter 36
Chapter Thirty-Six
Silva
I’m snuggled against a warm alpha as I doze. Briar and Lexi said they’d take care of the bar tonight, so I don’t have to get up if I don’t want to.
“Hey, baby,” Harlan murmurs, kissing my shoulder. “Have I told you I love you today?”
“Mmm. I don’t think so,” I tease. Very smooth, Harlan. “Not unless you’re talking to me in your dreams.”
“I do that a lot,” he says. “I dream of the future, what life could look like, and how to make it happen. That’s what I dream of.”
Eyes wide and now fully awake, I turn in his arms to face him.
“Good morning,” he teases me, kissing my lips.
Leaning in, I moan as his tongue brushes against mine, finding myself wanting more. I want exactly what he’s offering me.
“I love you too,” I gasp, grinning as he rolls me onto my back and slides his hands in mine over my head.
“You fucking better,” he growls, kissing down my neck as I turn my neck to give him room.
I perfume with a whine when he sucks on my pulse, right over an older bite mark.
“Please,” I beg. Slick is already sliding down my thighs as my clit throbs with need and my pussy clenches over how empty it is.
“Do you need my thick cock to stretch your cunt?” he purrs, grinning as I nod.
“Yes. Right now would be…Oh fuck!”
I don’t know who else is in the house, but I really need to be quieter as his dick finds my entrance with heat missile accuracy and slides inside of me.
“Hmm. What was that now, Little Omega?” he chuckles.
“Why are the men in my life so smug?” I ask breathlessly.
“We’re cocky assholes,” he admits, finding his rhythm slowly. It’s as if he’s enjoying feeling the stretching of my pussy around his cock, and he’s in no damn hurry.
Which would be true. It’s languid and decadent, and feels so fucking good.
Harlan kisses me as he thrusts slowly, his pelvis finding a way to grind against my clit perfectly.
“Yes, baby. Tell me all about how good I’m making you feel,” he murmurs, biting down on my lip. “You’re so fucking pretty. I’ll never get used to having you in my bed or my life.”
Squeezing his hands as he continues to hold me captive, I groan as his cock brushes a place deep inside of me.
“You should,” I say. “Pretty sure you’re going to make me yours today.”
“Hmm,” Harlan murmurs. “Tell me more about this.”
Releasing my hands, he props his upper body on his forearm before raising my leg over his shoulder. Rising slightly onto his knees, he pulls his cock almost all the way out before thrusting himself back. I have to bite my tongue so hard I taste blood to keep myself from screaming.
“Oh goddamn,” he groans. “Strangle me with that sweet pussy, Silva. That’s it. Fuck yes.”
“Alpha,” I whine as he continues to thrust slowly but harder. His cock is rearranging my insides in the best of ways, and my g-spot is singing his praises currently.
“Mmhmm,” Harlan says, his free hand ghosting up my body to begin torturing my nipple. “Ohh fuck yes. So damn pretty and pink.”
My eyes roll back as I ride the edge of pain. My walls inside my pussy are beginning to flutter, my muscles are tightening, and every time he pinches my nipple, I find myself closer to coming. My skin is covered in goose flesh, and I have to force myself not to ask for a bite yet.
We are definitely going to come if he does and I’m enjoying this too much.
I allow myself to drink in a sea of pleasure and pain, the kind that I really enjoy. Harlan goes between sweet and spicy, alternating until I can’t stand it anymore.
“Alpha, knot me,” I moan. “I want you to rut me when you bite me.”
“You perfect fucking creature,” he groans, his knot already pressing against the entrance to my pussy.
I definitely won’t have to beg for what I want today.
My eyes roll as my back bows, struggling to relax enough to take his knot. No matter what, unless I’m in the middle of a heat, it’s going to hurt.
“So goddamned good for me,” Harlan purrs. Reaching for the nightstand, he drags open the drawer to find a toy to help. Pulling out the clit sucker, he smirks as he rubs it over my nub until it’s suctioned to it.
Harlan goes big or goes home, so he sets that fucker on high, wrapping his hand around my throat to keep me from screaming. I like it when he squeezes his hand until I can barely breathe, allowing me to ride the thrill.
I trust him to let go if I was scared or needed a breath.
“Fuck do you look pretty with my hand as a necklace. That’s it. Take my knot, sweetheart. Oh fuck,” Harlan groans.
Slick squelches as he pushes his knot inside me, and I’d be embarrassed if I wasn’t so turned on.
“Alpha,” I wheeze around his hand.
“Should I stop?” he asks.
Honestly, between the clit toy and his knot, I’m close to combusting. I need just a little more sensation to come.
“Bite,” I whine. “Now.”
“Mine,” he growls. Since he’s on his knees, he straightens slightly, squeezing my thigh perched on his shoulder.
Kissing my skin, he pushes his knot the rest of the way in as he keeps his left hand on my neck. The clit toy is hands free, which is a beautiful fucking thing, fully allowing him to squeeze my inner thigh before he bites down hard.
His bite is deep, and it feels like lightning as the pain and pleasure sinks deep into my body. Shuddering, I gasp as I fall over the cliff of my orgasm, gushing all over his cock.
“Fuck, baby girl. You feel too damn good.”
I can feel the warmth as he comes with me, filling me up. Breathing hard, he groans as he lays down, rolling us onto our sides as he holds me.
“Finish the bond, baby,” he says. I can already feel my brain rewiring itself now that all the bonds are in place, and they feel like threads connecting me to each of my men.
Taking his hand, I find a spot where there’s not any ink on his arm, and choose it to bite down on. Harlan’s lashes flutter as his eyes shut, and he groans.
“Fuck yes,” he says, peace shining in his eyes as he opens them. “Thank you.”
“I love you,” I tell him, looking between the bite and him.
“That’s where the last tattoo I have room for on that arm is going,” he says smugly. There are serpents, skulls, and wings all around his right arm, and I wonder what he’s going to tattoo on it. “Oh no, I can see you don’t understand. Your teeth are going right there, baby.”
“What?” I ask, snuggling against him. “Seriously?”
“Oh yeah. I know the outline stays forever, but I want everyone to know that I’m claimed. I did the same when Izzy bit me on my thigh. You both should be painted on my skin,” he says.
Smiling, I find myself feeling safe and warm, and fall back asleep in the safety of my alpha’s arms.