But then his pace returned, rough and deep, as though her words had unlocked something he’d kept buried.
And so she gave him more.
“Don’t stop,” she breathed, her lips skimming his jaw. “You’re filling me so perfectly,” she murmured, more brazen now, emboldened by the way he trembled above her. “Every part of me . . . gods, Alpha. You were made for me.”
And the sound he made in response—low, raw, almost broken—told her she’d utterly undone him. His rhythm faltered as they movedtogether—hard, punishing strokes sending waves through her core, pushing her higher with each savage thrust.
But this wasn’t just physical. It was deeper—something stretching far beyond pleasure. Each movement felt like a thread weaving them closer, binding their souls as much as their bodies.
And with every shared gasp, every stolen kiss, they whispered it to each other—over and over—inside the warmth of their nest.
Chapter Forty-Six
ALARIK
Alarik felt Reiya shudder beneath him, her orgasm rippling through her. He held still, straining against the tight clench of her walls as she fluttered and fisted him. His cock throbbed, urging him to bury himself deeper, to fuck her even harder, but he ground his teeth and forced restraint.
He’d worked her hard tonight, but her nails dragged over his abdomen, urging him on. Her heels pressed on the small of his back. Even now, trembling from release, her body reached for him—inviting, needy.
With a low groan, he pressed his forehead to hers, breath ragged against her lips. His thumb found the slick bundle of nerves between her thighs, circling slowly, teasing out soft whimpers from parted lips.
The need to claim her, to bind her to him in every way, burned so fiercely he almost shook with it.
“Alarik, please?—”
“Tell me,” he rasped, his voice rough and thick with need. “Tell me what you want, Reiya.”
Her eyes fluttered open, blue and glassy, pupils wide. When she cupped his cheek, his chest tightened. The tenderness in her touchunravelled him. He leaned into it, scenting her, closing his eyes for just a heartbeat.
It felt too good—being wanted like this.
He dragged his mouth along her jaw, pausing just beneath her ear. His body hovered over hers, as deep as she could take him, rigid with restraint. Beneath him, she shifted, thighs spreading wider, breasts brushing against him, skin flushed and slick against his.
“I wantyou,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Harder, Alpha. Please.”
As if to prove it, her hips lifted, grinding against him—slick, eager, insistent. But the friction wasn’t enough. His Omega whimpered, the sound low and desperate, each arch of her back pressing restlessness into his skin, every shift of her body a silent plea for more.
His jaw clenched. It took everything he had to not lose himself completely.
Hand tightening on her waist, he nudged his nose against her temple, his voice a low growl as his control finally slipped.
“Then you’ll have it, Omega.”
Kaelen shifted slightly to recline on his side beside them, chuckling deeply.
“She’s perfect,” he crooned as he caressed the curve of her tear-stained face. “So perfect.”
Her hand rose to Kaelen’s jaw, drawing him closer until their lips met in a languid kiss. His brother’s palm drifted down the length of her torso, finding the soft weight of her breast, thumb brushing over the hardened peak.
At that, she clenched around him with a force that made him bite back a guttural sound.
Growling low, he rose to his knees and pulled out until only his tip pressed inside her, savouring the frustration twisting her features. Her legs wrapped around him, heels digging into his lower back in a silent plea. He canted his hips and slammed back into her with a single thrust, the broad head of his cock battering the back of her tunnel, tearing a broken cry from her throat.
He drove hard into her, pace doubling, the need to claim herovertaking all restraint. Kaelen’s fingers slid between her legs, spreading her lips and finding the swollen nub and pressing firmly, pushing her higher. She broke apart beneath him, writhing as the climax overtook her in violent waves.
“No, Kaelen, not there—” She let out a strangled cry when Kaelen’s palm pressed against the slight swell on her belly, but his brother ignored her, applying more pressure.
The way she convulsed around his cock in another wave of climax, clenching tighter with each pulse, nearly undid him. He kept moving, pumping into her, prolonging her pleasure. His eyes locked on the way her body responded to their touch. Her moans drew him, a tether pulling him to the edge. He buried his face against neck, tongue licking her sweat, biting her jaw gently.
