I smirk.
Can't help it.
Something about seeing Kai—controlled, calculated, always-composed Kai—completely undone by wanting me does things to my ego that are probably unhealthy.
"Don't wait any longer then, my ruthless king." I spread my legs wider, inviting, offering. "Fuck me hard."
He doesn't need to be told twice.
Kai enters me in one smooth thrust—no hesitation, no teasing, just the immediate fullness of being stretched around his considerable length. My back arches off the bed, a moan tearing from my throat as he bottoms out.
Too much.
It's too much.
I'm oversensitized from multiple orgasms, exhausted from aerial acrobatics, completely wrecked from a morning of sexual excess.
And it's perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
He sets a rhythm that's different from the others—not Blaze's acrobatic precision, not Jett's desperate efficiency, not Sage's tender intensity.
This is pure dominance.
The claiming of a pack leader reminding his Omega exactly who she belongs to.
His hips snap forward with controlled power, each thrust deliberate and devastating. The angle is perfect—hitting that spot inside that makes my vision blur, that makes my toes curl, that makes coherent thought completely impossible.
I cling to him.
Nails raking down his still-clothed back—he didn't even fully undress, too desperate to get inside me—leaving marks through the expensive fabric of his shirt.
"That's it," he growls, one hand sliding under my knee to push my leg higher, opening me further. "Take all of me. Every fucking inch."
My mind fractures.
Thought scattering into sensation—the stretch and burn of penetration, the friction against my oversensitized walls, the building pressure that signals another impossible orgasm approaching.
One-two-three-four.
One-two-three-four.
The counting continues beneath everything—my anchor, my tether, the thing that keeps me from flying apart completely.
"Kai—" His name is a gasp, a plea, a warning.
"I know." His thumb finds my clit, circling with perfect pressure. "I can feel you getting close. Can feel how tight you are. Come for me, Sera. One more time."
One more time.
Four orgasms.
Even number.
Safe.
Good.
