Chapter 32 #2
Leaning forward, he whispered in my ear, his lips tickling and sending shivers down my spine.
“But when I broke into your apartment the first time, I watched you sleep before sharing your phone location with mine. I told myself it was so you’d be easier to keep track of; so I’d know if you and Weber were in the same place.
But that’s a lie. I still watch it, Max.
I can’t sleep until I see your little dot tucked safely in your bed. ”
I rolled my hips and gasped. “You—you were inside my apartment. I knew I scented you. I thought I was going crazy; I thought you were haunting me.”
He shook his head. “It’s the other way around, sweetheart.”
Pulled in by the alluring power of his pheromones, I nuzzled into the crook of his neck. “If that’s all you’ve been keeping from me, you’re an idiot.”
He chuckled, wry and dark. “You weren’t home when I broke in the second time.
It was easier to justify that one. I was only there to fix your broken front door, after all.
It didn’t take a professional like me to sneak into your nest. Anyone could’ve walked in and hurt you, and that was unacceptable. I was only helping.”
I found myself descending into that deep, omega headspace, the one only he brought out in me. Nodding along, my hips ground against his cock. “Only helping,” I echoed. “You help so good.”
He flashed his teeth. “Was I helping when I buried my face in your sheets? Hmm? Was I helping when I got hard from the smell of your day-old slick?”
I groaned. Oh, God. I’d never admit it, but Atlas was right. If he’d told me this at the start, I would’ve run for the hills screaming, even if I would’ve jerked off to it later. But now…
His midnight blue pheromones swirled and swirled around me, and I slipped into the darkness with delight.
“It made me jealous,” he snarled. “Who were you thinking of when you came? If it was anyone but me, I’d tear them to shreds.
When I followed you to that club, I told myself it was because I knew Weber would try to hurt you.
I told myself I only broke into that room so I could kill all the alphas who would hurt an innocent person.
Because that was what I did, it was all I did.
I certainly didn’t get hung up on pretty, innocent, little omegas and their glasses and freckles and sweet slick. ”
I was fully hard, whining into his shoulder. My glasses fogged up from my hot breath against his skin.
“But none of that is true, is it, sweetheart?”
I shook my head. “No.”
He rumbled and dragged his teeth down my neck. “Can you guess why I was really there? Will you say it with me?”
All inhibition gone, I tipped my head back, offering my throat. I could only do as he asked; I only wanted to do as he asked.
“Me,” I gasped, breathless.
“You,” he said at the same time. His chuckle tickled my Adam’s apple.
“Good omega. Good, good boy. That’s right.
It’s because I wanted you. You were mine from the very first moment I saw you, and anyone else who touched you was going to die.
Those men were always going to die. And then all I wanted to do was pin you down and fuck you in a pool of their blood, so you’d never forget who you belonged to. ”
“Atlas,” I panted, rucking up his hoodie. “Atlas. I need to feel you. Need you closer.”
He tumbled forward, dropping me on my back with an oof while he hovered over me.
“Your arm! Be careful!” I warned, but he didn’t seem to care.
His eyes were wild. Feral. He was all predator, all alpha, and I was the prey he’d pinned. My hole grew wetter at the thought.
Yes, my omega crooned. Let alpha pin us down. Let him devour us whole. Then we’ll belong to him forever.
He knocked my knees apart with his own and settled into the cradle of my hips.
“I told you I stayed a room away at the clinic because you were uneasy when I tried to leave, but that’s not true either.
I needed to be near you. I had to lock myself in there, Max.
I wanted to throw every nurse who went into your room out the window and wrap you up until you smelled like me and only me. ”
He lapped at my scent gland. “And you begged for me so prettily. You whined and pleaded for my cock through the wall. Your omega knew before you did who you belong to. But I tied myself to that bed because I knew you weren’t ready for me.
I would’ve terrified you, and I can’t stand when you smell of fear.
I want to snuff it out of existence. You should only smell warm and sweet and malleable, not burnt and afraid. ”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for dear life. “I’m not afraid, alpha,” I said. “Give me your knot now, and bite me, and I’ll make you better. I want you to be better. I want you to be mine.”
“I’m not done, sweetheart. Listen up.”
I pouted, and he nosed at my chin, tipping my head back so he had easier access to my neck.