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“You need me that bad, omega?” I asked as I moved between her thighs, hands pressing against her knees until she opened for me. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer, done with our lessons and ready to show me what she’d learned.

For once I didn’t want to drag this out or fight. But she deserved to know where my delta was at. I had control, but even a delta had his limits.

She was mine.

“Firecracker. In preparation for your heat I went off my blockers. I can’t promise I’ll be a perfect gentleman for your first time,” I warned.

“If I want a gentleman I’ll go find my alpha. I know what I’m getting with you,” she said, raising an eyebrow. Every second I denied her, the more it brought out her fire.

I was stoking the flames now. She was desperate for me and I was going to turn that burning into an inferno.

“Just remember you asked for this,” I teased before I wrapped my hand around my cock, teasing it through her slick. The blunt head of my dick teased over her clit and she arched off the bed. I stroked my cock over her until she was writhing, her hands gripping at the sheets.

Only when she had relaxed and let herself fall into the pleasure did I slide into her core. I pushed forward in one steady stroke. When I hit my knot I pulled back, then slammed my hips forward. She gasped, back arching again, as I fully claimed her, my knot finally home.

“August,” she breathed out on a whimper, writhing under me. I should have known my firecracker didn’t need that moment to adjust. So, I took her like I told her I would, bracing my arms on either side of her body before fucking her furiously. Her hands clung to my arms and her legs dug into my ass as I fucked her. This was everything I’d ever dreamed it would be.

Dhara’s sighs and moans were the best sound I’d ever heard. This was a glimpse at the softer side of my omega that not many saw. Just me and my pack.

She was so fucking strong, but all she wanted was someone to take care of her. To give her everything she’d ever wanted and more.

I dipped down and claimed her lips in a heated kiss, never slowing my thrusts, my delta barely winded.

I’d never been so turned on in my life but I could last forever like this. My instincts were burning under the surface and keeping my mind on her and her alone.

She fucked me back just as fiercely. Her hips snapped up, meeting me each time, her legs squeezing me as tightly as she held on.

“So fucking perfect for me omega. I’ve been dreaming of this day for years,” I growled as I laid over her fucking her hard and fast as my mouth latched onto her neck. I sucked hard, marking her to appease my delta. She wasn’t ready for my teeth. That deserved a conversation with the pack, not just me and her in a semi-rut.

My delta surged forward as my knot swelled, pulsating against her sensitive walls. Her gasp shocked through me, a smirk playing across my lips. There was a primal satisfaction in knowing I was the first knot she took, the first delta that she felt teasing her sweet pussy.

“Oh my god,” she groaned. “I didn’t know it would be this good.”

“I’m hurt, omega,” I said as my own eyes rolled back. She was already coming just from my knot, her pussy clenching around me as she cried out my name.

All words fell away as she fell apart for me. The rut teased at the edges, pushing me to take her harder and faster, to claim her like we both craved.

I knew she was sensitive from her orgasm but that thought was stolen away by the primal satisfaction of scenting how sweet and turned on she was, hearing her call my name, feeling her clench around my cock.

My knot locked into place, pulsing violently now as the fog started to deepen, whiting out my vision. I let my delta loose, confident I could pull him back if we detected even a hint of distress in our omega. Right then, she was sweet and needy. So perfect and soft under us.

I licked and sucked at her neck, marking her over and over as I rutted into her. She was hot and tight around me, squeezing my knot as I continued to fuck her.

“Fuck, August,” she whimpered, nails biting into my skin. I shuddered at the feeling, the claim was just as perfect when she was staking it. I was hers. Have been since we were seventeen.

Now it was official. She’d never be rid of me.

Her body clamped around me again, another orgasm tearing through her thanks to my knot relentlessly vibrating against her body. She felt so fucking perfect that this time I couldn’t help but follow her over the edge, my own orgasm slamming into me and stealing my breath. I slammed my hips forward one last time as I filled her with my cum, marking her in yet another way that would leave us both forever changed.

Chapter

Thirty-One

Conrad

Ihired a company to come out to the pack house while Dhara was at work to set up my date idea for tonight. They will even come back tomorrow to clean everything up. So far, they’ve done a far better job than I could have.

The team of betas had set up a beautiful, draped tent complete with gauzy fabrics inside, a little table lined with crystal wine glasses and marble ceramic plates, fresh flowers in a vase in the middle, and Moroccan pillows surrounding it.