I needed that.
“After,” he choked out, his voice was distorted and his alpha was far too close to the edge. “Mine. Bite.”
That startled me out of my haze. I wasn’t even sure I wanted that. We were practically strangers now.
But as I gazed up into the man’s face that I’d missed for far too long, I knew my answer.
“You can claim me,” I said. He let out another satisfied rumble before he started to shred my clothes, fabric tearing under his hands until I was bare before him.
“Mine,” he growled again. Apparently, we were still in the caveman stage. Even knowing he would be rough with me as he claimed me, I wasn’t afraid. This was my alpha. The only alpha in my life that never hurt me.
My alpha’s growl intensified as my slick dripped down my thighs. It was responding to his pheromones, preparing my body for what was to come.
Nik shoved his own pants down, stripping out of his clothes, growling in frustration at the barriers between us.
As soon as he was free, he picked me up again, laying me out on the couch and spreading my legs. He buried his face between my thighs without warning. I yelped but he just held me still as he devoured me with a desperation I’ve never experienced.
His hands were bruising as he gripped at my inner thighs, spreading me wider, his tongue plunging into my core before sucking hard on my clit.
All I could do was cling to my alpha and ride out the pleasure he was pulling effortlessly from my body.
This wasn’t the sweet, gentle first time I imagined all those years ago, but it was still perfect. My Nikolai was back and claiming me.
He was purring now, the sound jagged and deep. It rumbled through me as he tongue fucked my slick pussy like a deranged alpha.
My orgasm hit me so hard and fast I couldn’t breathe, my vision wavering as it pulsed through me.
Thank god for the slick my body was producing because the moment I came, he was on his knees and slamming into me,his body pressing mine into the cushions of the couch as he furiously fucked me.
His growling purr intensified, the rumble vibrating through his chest, and I swear it hit me straight in the core. The amount of pleasure this man pulled from my body, a body that he shouldn’t know this well, was almost too much to comprehend.
My fingers dug into his skin, marking him as I held on tight. My omega was rejoicing, letting out my own soft purr as he rutted into me.
His eyes were locked on me, teeth bared, ready to strike.
“Alpha.” It was truly the name that mattered because this wasn’t my Nikolai fucking me. It was his alpha rutting me, so desperate to mark me that he was feral.
My teeth nipped at his throat, hips meeting his for each thrust. Every sense was overwhelmed by my alpha.
This felt like a dream, and I was terrified that at any moment it could slip away from us. That I’d wake up and realize he never actually found me and my mind was finding new, creative ways to torment me.
As if he knew I needed out of my head Nikolai’s teeth were at my scent gland, pressing in but not claiming yet.
“Please,” I whimpered as his hands gripped my hips, pressing me down with each thrust so shockwaves went straight to my clit.
My orgasm hit me like a freight train. There was no buildup or way to brace myself. There was so much longing and pleasure pulsing through me my mind was completely silent now.
There was nothing else but this.
I gave into my instincts, my omega still riding the high as she sank her teeth into our alpha’s throat.
His growl was louder now, a rumbling sound that sounded almost smug.
The depth of emotion that struck me as the bond snapped into place stole my breath more than the back-to-back orgasms ever could. This was the moment that we both needed, that we were desperate for.
Our designations were in control now and this was the way we were always meant to be.
Even as the alpha was fucking me furiously and demanding more pleasure from my body, the emotions underneath were just as overwhelming.
