Page 122 of Heat Lightning

“Yes,” he breathed. His freckled smile stretched wide, and his honey-warm eyes were filled with joy. “Come back to me, now. Claim me, my mate. It’s time.”

Seal the bond, my alpha called. We belong to him now. Make him ours!

I groaned, swallowed by the might of my desire. Fire and need roared in my chest, and my cock ached so hard it might actually fall off.

I couldn’t resist the urge to lay my claim anymore. It was too much. Everything in my body and mind told me to bite him, knot him, and seal the bond to make us whole.

“Love you,” I said, reaching for him. “So much.” I needed him to know that before the last of my control snapped and I fucked him through the mattress.

He must’ve understood, though, because he was already kicking off his shorts and boxers, wriggling until they were free before he straddled me. “I know,” he replied, reaching into my boxers to pull out my cock. “I know you do. Now make me yours.”

My eyes rolled at the feel of his soft hand wrapped around me, guiding me home. From the depths of my sanity, I halted him long enough to reach around and run my finger across his hole, making sure he was ready. I groaned, finding him already wet for me.

He gasped when I twirled my finger there, pushing more slick out. Even without looking, I could feel he was tight. No longer in heat, I’d be harder for him to take. Plus, I was so keyed up I already felt the tell-tale tingling at the base of my cock.

If I didn’t get inside him soon, my knot would pop, and I’d tear him apart.

“Just a tight little thing, now,” I groaned, massaging the star until it softened and I could slip a fingertip in. The squelch of his slick around the digit made me drool. “Did your hole already forget what it’s like to take me?”

He shook his head and whimpered. “No, alpha. I’m ready for you. So ready.”

He wasn’t, but I was out of time. Later, I’d make it up to him and eat my cum out of his ass until he came all over himself.

“Then tell me who it belongs to,” I said, taking hold of my cock to help him sit on it.

He lowered himself through the resistance, bearing down until the head popped in. “You—ah! You, alpha.”

I snarled at the overstimulation of his heat surrounding me all at once. “S’fucking right,” I slurred, vision whiting out at the pressure around my cockhead. I lost all of my restraint after that.

My omega trembled and wailed when I rutted up inside him. It took two heavy thrusts while I pushed him down by the shoulders until I was fully seated, punching little noises out of him that made me want to hunt and devour.

His claws dug into my back, holding me tight and driving me further into that primal place. “At-las,” he called, words punctuated by each thrust. “Do—it. Seal the bond.”

Words only held vague meaning to me in this state, but I understood enough that he wanted me to consummate this act of instinct and blood and love so deep I’d rend the world apart should he ask it of me.

Breed him first, my alpha snarled. Give him our cum.

I shook away the ache in my teeth to bite. “Need to see it,” I said, pistoning my hips harder into him and staring down at his belly. “Need to see my cock in your womb. It’s mine.”

It shouldn’t be possible with his heat finished, but my rutted-out brain didn’t know that. All I knew was I couldn’t claim him and end this until my mate’s womb was full.

My knot caught on his rim, and he wailed, tipping back to brace himself on my thighs. I hissed. The wound in my arm ached when I shifted down so only my shoulders were propped up on the headboard, but I didn’t care because it gave me a better angle to push my cock deeper into him.

“Just—a little—more,” I snarled, gripping his waist to grind him down every time I thrust up.

“Can’t take any—anymore,” he said, nothing but a cocksleeve in my arms. It was a good thing his slick only smelled of pleasure and passion, because stopping now might actually kill me.

“Mate can.” I was beyond multi-word sentences.

He whined and shook his head, but he continued to bounce on my cock, helping me bury deeper and deeper into him.

I was almost there. I could feel that soft, tight gland high up in him, tempting me farther into my omega.

Almost. Almost. And… there it is. “Ah!” I cried when something inside him softened and gave way, before that little bump on his lower stomach popped out right as my knot swelled, tucked safely inside him.

I roared. My cockhead was in paradise, squeezed by his tight breeding gland that opened just enough to fit me inside one last time before it closed until the next heat cycle.

“God!” he cried, shaking in my arms. “Now! Do it now!”