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When I don’t answer right away, Swift gives me a hard nip on the curve of my hip. “Answer me, omega,” he demands.

I can take his knot and not have him bite me, right? We can do that.

I might be lying to myself, but that doesn’t stop me from nodding. “Yes, alpha.”

Chapter 29: In which I get my teeth bloody

I’m not good at tempering my impulses. In fact, I fucking suck at that, which is why when Luca bit Sadie and made her fucking ours, I understood. No, I more than understood. I fucking celebrated it.

His instincts drove him to her, drove him to claim her, and I couldn’t be fucking happier about it. Even if a huge part of me is jealous of him for having a part of her I don’t yet.

So when my little Cherrybomb whispers that soft ‘yes’, all I see is a giant flashing ‘go for it’ sign. A giddy thrill runs through me. I’m bonding with my omega tonight. Fuck. Yeah.

“Gonna bite you, Cherrybomb. Gonna eat you up and then bite you, right fucking here.” I nip at the juncture where her thigh meets her hip and the soft mound of her pussy. “Make you fucking mine in all the ways that count.”

She laces her fingers through my white blonde hair and pulls. Hard. Hard enough that I lift my head up to meet her gaze. “No, Swift.”

“You said you wanted us. I want you to be mine,” I growl, gaze narrowing on her pretty face. “Want to feel you with me all the fucking time.”

Her expression softens and her hand slides from my hair down to my shoulder, pulling gently to urge me up her body. I move over her willingly. Who in their right—or wrong mind, in my case—would deny Cherrybomb anything? Certainly not me. Except for this. Because I’m fucking tired of not having her with me.

Sadie spreads her thighs for me letting me settle against that hot wet heat that I fucking love, my cock nestled right in his favorite place, then her knees press into my sides as her arms wrap around my shoulders pulling me into her body until my forehead rests on hers, wrapping me up like a gorgeous little bow.

“I want that too,” she murmurs against my mouth. “So fucking bad.”

I jerk, pulling back, intending to give us both what she wants. But her little hand sides until it’s cupping the back of my head, holding me against her with the force of that gentle touch alone. “I want it, Swift,” she repeats. “But I want you—all of you—to know beyond a shadow of a fucking doubt that you really, truly want me. I don’t want you to regret picking me over Clau-” I cut her off with my tongue, pushing past her lips to swallow down her words, her self doubt. I will devour every bit of it and leave her with nothing but the certainty that I want her.

Her fingers tighten in my hair, a soft mewl pushes from her mouth into mine. I pull back enough to meet her silver eyes. “Don’t you get it, Cherrybomb? I could never fucking regret you. Never. You are mine. Have been mine since that moment I saw you in that coffee shop telling your mom you had dicks to suck.” The corner of her mouth pulls up. “I would have fucking stalked you to the ends of the earth in order to make you mine when you were a beta. That fact that you’re our scent match? Our omega? That’s just the icing on the cherry flavored cake.”

I bump her nose with mine, press a soft kiss to her lips. “Let me give this to you, to us. I need to feel you. I want you in my heart, Cherrybomb. Please.”

Moisture shimmers along her lower lashes, and she places a trembling kiss against my lips. “What if the others pick her? I don’t want to ruin your pack, Swift.”

Oh shit, that’s what she’s worried about? That’s why she doesn’t want me to sink my teeth into her silky skin?

“Never gonna happen, Sade.” I reassure her. “Claudia’s a nice enough girl.” Liar. Liar. Pants on fire. “But she isn’t you. You’re our omega. Not her. You are the one we choose. The only fucking reason we haven’t all claimed you yet is because you keep telling us you don’t want it. Fuck. I would have bitten you that first night, remember? But it was clear you needed time to adjust to your new designation and the shackles that come with being our omega.”

I don’t miss how Sadie’s eyes darken at my use of the word shackles. Any other omega might have protested it, but Sadie likes the idea of being tied down by us. Not just metaphorically, but literally. My filthy little Cherrybomb.

“I’m begging here, Cherrybomb. Begging you to let me love you.”

A ragged breath leaves her and then she nods. “Okay. Okay, Swift. If you’re sure.”

I press another hard kiss to her mouth. “Never been more sure of anything in my fucking life.” I press up onto my knees, settling my weight on her hips, my cock bobbing against my stomach as I consider her naked flesh, figuring out where I want to bite her.

My first thought is the spot opposite of Luca’s bite. I like the idea of it being so damn visible, of people knowing that Cherrybomb is mine. But I like the idea of it being our secret more. Especially while Maddox hasn’t claimed her yet.

My lips pull into a smile. Yeah. I can claim her, and it can be our little secret until they find my bite. “Where do you think, Cherry? On your tit? Or inner thigh?”

I’m kind of hoping she’ll go for the inner thigh. It’ll drive her crazy any time I grip her there, whether we’re fucking or just riding in the car together. And every step she takes will have her brushing over the bite. It won’t be as intense as if I touch it, but it’ll keep her in a state of low simmering arousal all the fucking time.

Sadie’s eyes dilate as she considers and I know she’s thought of everything I just did. Her skin grows hotter, and a fine sheen of sweat covers her. Her scent gets richer, more buttery and creamy. It makes my mouth water and my knot throb as my vision nearly blacks out.

That’s never happened to me before. Not from a scent alone.

“Holy fuck,” I breathe, realization hitting me heard. “You’re going into heat.”

I scramble up and away, ready to get the rest of my pack because she’ll need all of us to help her through. I’m good with my cock, but not so good that I can keep an omega satisfied through a heat all on my own.

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