Page 58 of Scars of His Wrath


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“Tell me," he ordered. "Tell me who trained you. What Alpha has had you in your heat?"

She stared back at him, waiting to be taken so patiently. It was unbearable—almost impossible to resist, but she had to be good.

"Tell me!" His warm breath hit her face and she couldn’t help it.

A hand lifted, her fingers trembling as they reached higher.

He grabbed the back of her head and wrenched it back. Pain exploded, but that was expected with an Alpha. It came with the pleasure, she knew that. Her fingers continued their trajectory, lifting until they touched his cheek.

At her touch, he exhaled and released her. She shuffled closer to him, knowing it wasn't what an obedient Omega should do, but unable to help it. His scent called to her, beautifully complex, deep and heady.

"Nayara."

She leaned forward, inhaling as her eyes drooped.

"Omega."

Her eyes snapped up to his. “Alpha,” she breathed.

"Who trained you?" This time, his voice was quieter, struggling to remain even.

She frowned at him. Why wasn't he already inside her? He was very talkative, and she wasn’t sure she like that.

But then he touched her, grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her up toward him.

"I know you’re not in your right mind now, Nayara," he said to her, his eyes wild. "I know you have no interest in what I'm saying, but after your heat, when you remember this conversation, I want to know who the fuck you had serving you in your heats. I want to know who trained you. And I want to know immediately!"

He buried his nose in her neck, breathing deeply, a growl of satisfaction rumbling from his chest, and the Omega whimpered, a thrill shooting through her body. She wound her arms around him, trying to feel every hard muscle, but he was already sucking onto her breasts, licking and biting as he scooped her small, naked body into his.

She sighed with delight when he crowded her—skin against skin, his scent dominating hers. His mouth sought to cover every area of her body with nips from his teeth and slow dragging laps of his tongue. The Omega sighed and moaned, especially when he nibbled between her thighs. It was heaven but it wasn’t enough.

He picked her up and placed her on the bed, spreading her out. Her knees were wide, her feet pointed, her body curved as she lifted her head to look at him. His drunk gaze absorbed her from her head to her toes, and the growl that came from him didn't seem to be one he was aware of.

As he stroked himself, he leaned forward, kissing the top of her foot, his eyes on her center. And then his nose eased into her core, breathing deeply, his tongue snaking into her, and dabbing her entrance.

The Omega moaned, her head back, writhing and grinding onto his face while his tongue worked, the sensations much too dangerous, like chasing a madness too sweet for a sane mind.

Just as she was about to fall into the insanity, he climbed higher and wedged his thick tip into her sensitive entrance, then slowly impaled her in one, long, never-ending invasion, forcing the tight channel to open around him. The Omega cried out, but she bit her lip when he pinned her down and secured her until his balls rested against her. And then he was fucking her.

The Omega couldn't catch her breath, her body shunting into the bed, a chaotic rhythm pounded out by the Alpha thrusting between her legs. She gasped and twisted, unable to escape the bite of the dragging of her flesh. She wanted him so badly, but the pain was getting in the way.

His mouth found her neck, sucking on a sweet spot that made her body turn silky, her legs turn soft. And in that submission, something happened. An exquisite pleasure multiplied, spreading from where they connected throughout her body.

The peppery musk of his scent aroused her even more, producing slick that made their joining sloppy, and each slam clapped out into the room, underscoring her rising squeals.

Her fingers itched up his arms, marveling at the thickness of the corded muscles, but when he pinned down her arms, removing all ability for her to move, she arched her back, delight and satisfaction heightening her arousal.

The alpha swore, at least she thought he did. All she knew was his voice, grit and boom, the sexiest sound beyond their smacking of flesh. With each thrust, he claimed her completely reaching deeper and deeper into her, the weight of his whole body behind each slam of his hips. Her pleasure twisted and tumbled, morphing into a sultry peak.

Her pleasure tore her apart, funneling like a whirlwind up the core of her body and spreading into an intense peak. Convulsing and arching, she jostled against him. But the Alpha didn't stop, he fucked her with the same relentless power, the grunts from his throat the only indication of his pleasure.

This was heaven. She lifted her nose to reach his neck, but he was turning over and taking her with him. She found herself on top, breasts against his chest, his hand on her hip as he continued to fuck her from underneath. She braced herself, rising up and rolling her hips to deepen his thrusts.

The Alpha groaned, but the need had started to build again. Planting her feet on the bed, she crouched over him, slamming her hips down, the clap of her ass on his thighs drowning his low groans.

She watched her channel swallowing his cock, the mess around their joining squelching through the room him each time her hips came down. A pressure around her neck cut off the squeal from her throat.

The Alpha held her there, lifting her head up, his eyes drawn to the sight of them that she’d been watching. The pressure heightened the feel of him inside her, and she moaned as his thumb moved underneath her chin. She drove herself down on him, seeking to sate the raw desperation and need that only he could fulfill. Her whimpers and moans turned into wails as the ecstasy built again, gripping her whole body.

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