She gives me a frantic nod. “Yes. Now.”
We fight with our clothes, shoving at our pants, and I fall on top of her. Her legs widen, her ankles locking behind my thighs. I frame her face with both hands, holding her gaze as I push my cock inside her.
It is literal agony wanting to slam into her at the same time needing this pleasure to last forever. I feel each stretch of her pussy rippling around me. Her heels dig into the back of my thighs and her nails into my ass.
Her eyes flutter shut and she tips her head back, letting out the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard.
With gritted teeth, I ease my hips from hers and thrust in again, the hot, wet clasp of her sex making my dick throb.
“Win…” she moans.
I rest my forehead against hers as I continue to thrust inside her. “I know.”
And I kiss her desperately, my body no longer mine to control. She meets each increasingly urgent rocking motion as she kisses me back. Her nails drag up and down my back as I slam into her.
Her pussy clenches around me, and she falls with a strangled moan. Gathering her close, I break the kiss and strain deep, my cock jerking inside her as I come with a groan.
I turn, pulling the sheets up over us.
My heart is pounding. So is hers.
I kiss her forehead. “Sorry, I was hoping that would last longer than that for you.”
She snorts. “Yeah, that was never gonna happen. Once you stuck your hand down my pants, I was cooked,” she says so ruefully that I can’t help but laugh.
Noah was right. It was exactly what it should have been, what it needed to be, and it was special because of it. “I love you, Rose.”
“I love you too, Win.” She yawns and snuggles in. I’m not an alpha, so I can’t knot her, but she’s as snuggly with me as if I were. “Can I stay here with you tonight? Ben will probably come looking for me in the morning, but I promise he won’t crawl over your belly. He’s gotten much better about not crawling over me or jumping on the bed while I’m sleeping in it.”
I grin. “Stay. I wouldn’t mind being woken any other way.” Though I do eventually have to get up and turn out the lights.
I stroke her back as we snuggle. Then I quietly admit, “I thought I would disappoint you. That’s why I kept ending our kisses so soon, and why it seemed like I was running away from you. It wasn’t you I was trying to escape; it was how much I wanted you.”
“I thought it might be something like that. What made you knock on my door tonight?”
“Noah. He gave me a few home truths I needed to hear.”
She lifts her head and looks at me, her expression serious. “Promise me next time you ever think that way, you’ll talk to me? I hate the thought of you thinking something that hurts you when I can take the pain away.”
“I’ll do that.”
“Good.” She nuzzles me then, her breath hot against my throat. She kisses my pulse. My breath hitches and my fingers spasm on her hips.
“Rose?” My breathing is unsteady.
She kisses a path up and down my neck.
“Can I bite you, Win Gabriel?” she whispers against my skin.
Alphas bite omegas. That’s the way it’s always been. Their claiming marks carry power, and they are always permanent. They can and often do bite betas too, but those fade as they heal, the same as any from an omega or a beta would.
I don’t know why Rose wants to bite me, but what she’s doing now—little nips she follows up with soothing caresses—feels too good to say no. “Yes.”
She bites down, and I groan, holding her against me.
My cock had started to soften, but I’m definitely hardening again when she licks the bite, kisses it, then peers up at me. “I claim you, Win Gabriel. So now you and everyone else who sees this bite will know that you’re as much mine as I’m yours.”
Tears burn behind my eyelids. “You are?”
