Squinting into the darkness, she skimmed over the bulky shadow more than once before it resolved into the shape of a man. Shuffling upright, she sat with the covers clutched to her chest to face the oncoming threat.
But she didn’t feel threatened.
“The child you stole from me.”
Denial a low moan, Quinn scrambled up the bed. Cowering against the tufted headboard, she held out a hand to stay the menace creeping ever closer. Full of hate, the dark green of his eyes caught the light and glinted in the moonlight.
“Yes, you did. You stole my child. Took her away before I could even see her face. And now…” The shadow of Tobias Kahler made a low sound, something between a growl and a laugh that slashed at Quinn. “Now you play house with another Alpha. You bathe my beautiful baby in blood and hate and his fucking come!”
He was on her so fast she didn’t even remember blinking. Hovering over her, pinning her to the luxurious mattress and the well scented nest, he invaded her senses. The gentle rasp of calluses on her wrists, the prickling stubble of his cheek against her breasts. Chocolate and chilis flooded her tongue as she gasped.
“Fuck, I want you so bad. Going to fuck you so good, my little bird.” Kahler groaned, nuzzling her chest, mouthing the side of one breast and then the other. His cock pushed against her thigh, leaving a smear that burned and made her pussy ache to be filled. Violence, anger, desire. It all melded together and slipped down her throat.
It wasright.
“I’m going to fuck you, make you take all of me, little bird,” he mumbled against the taut peak of her nipple before he took it into his mouth. Sucking hard, the edge of his teeth pinching around it until she whined in real pain. Letting it go with a lewd pop, green eyes caught her, dancing with mischievous intent. “Going to make you scream my name.”
“Yes! Oh Gods, yes, please!”
Kahler slipped down between her legs, shoving her wide. Held trembling thighs down as his mouth dipped low.
“Mm, so wet. So sweet, pet.”
Quinn startled as rich brown stained dark green. Jerking away from the mouth pressed against her, a frantic hand fluttering over her pussy to block the path an unwanted tongue was already taking. Froze as dark brows crashed down, turning brown eyes black in shadow.
“T-too much. Sensitive,” Quinn said with a pained smile. Small hands carded through Lee’s hair, tipping his face up as she pulled him towards her mouth. Pressing the curve of her lips against his, she eased the frown from his face until he took control.
Ravaging her mouth with tongue and teeth. Laying claim. His palms circled her thighs, dragging her down to sprawl beneath him with one rough tug. There was no pretense, no gentleness as he shoved his cock inside of her.
Back bowing, Quinn whined and clawed at his back. Straining to take his length, the pulsing girth of him almost too much. Her insides mashed together, realigning to make space.
“So fucking good,” Lee groaned, words ending on a snarl as he drove his hips forward. Pounding too deep just to hear her scream. Grunting and growling above her, rutting her into the bed until Quinn was swallowed up in bulging limbs.
Teeth scraping across the shoulder unmarred by vicious scars, Quinn shrieked and bucked. Forced stretched muscles to squeeze his cock, distracting him from the bite that lingered too long against the bit of flesh between neck and shoulder. Small fingers tangling in his thick hair, she pulled his head back and took his lips. Kissing him with a ferocity that urged the Alpha to assert his dominance in other ways.
Rising to his knees, Lee pulled her up with him. Using gravity and her own weight to put more force into every hard thrust. Hands at her hips, he moved her up and down his length with ease.
The wet smack of their bodies joining sent hot drifts of sweet slick and smoky musk to her senses. Head lolling, Quinn clung to him and undulated. Pleasure sizzled under her skin, crackling through her synapses as the long muscles of her thighs and arms drew tight. Tension coiling through her hips, the Alpha’s hammering became the perfect ache.
“That’s right, pet. Going to take my knot and fucking scream,” Lee said on a low growl. One hand at her neck now, pulling her down hard as he shoved up into her.
“Yes,” Quinn whined, trying to match the furious tempo as her legs began to tremble and seize. The first threads of bliss tangled up her spine, head thrown back to stare sightless at the jostling wall.
“Take it,” Lee roared as he slammed her hips down into his. The faint swell flared, expanding to its full size in a matter of thundering heartbeats.
Quinn screamed. Not in pleasure, but in agony. So close, yet too far away, he shoved her over the edge. Pussy a wet mess of wringing contractions, her body gripped the knot like a fist. Milked the first thick surge into her, urging the second and the third. More shot from his jumping cock into her, filling her to the brim and more.
Quinn keened through it all, the forced orgasm too much. It twisted up her spine, wrenching it in cruel jerks as she shuddered through one compelled spasm after another. She was still twitching through the last painful throes as Lee fell back into the bed, leaving her sprawled across his chest. He rumbled a pleased sound at her pained whimper when the knot jerked and shifted.
Breaths sobbing, tears mingling with the sweat trickling down her face, Quinn lay on top of the beast as he continued to paw at her ass in languid strokes.
It had been three weeks since the incident in the basement. An uncomfortable visit to Dr. Hadler with Lee had confirmed Quinn’s furious tirade. So close to the due date, without a mate, an Omega in her situation needed far more attention than usual. Add into that Quinn had been starved of attention early in the pregnancy, what had transpired before she’d been brought to Lee’s home, and it was a formula for desperation. She had not envied the doctor as she’d been bustled from the well-appointed clinic. Lee’s anger at not having known something simmered in the air, turning it caustic and vile.
His presence was a weighty thing now. It permeated every inch of her room, her nest, even her skin. Lee wasn’t her mate though. Wasn’t the father of her child. The physical need he had to claim came from somewhere darker. The insistent desire to fuck her, to prove his strength and domination was roused from the basest needs. She was ripe with pheromones, a fecund Omega. He would prove his prowess now so that as soon as her body was ready, he would be the Alpha she chose during estrous.
Instincts always prevailed when given half a chance.
Sniffling, Quinn snuggled into the smoky salt of Lee’s chest and hummed as he curled his thick arms around her. Blankets drifted over her back, the dark burrow she’d been favoring reconstructed from the mess he’d made of it all. She’d rouse and fix it once the knot abated.
