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“Of course not,” I breathe. “They’re people. They were with me when I needed help. They took care of me when no one else could. And by the way, if there’s one thing an omega knows, it’s that a dynamic doesn’t define you.” I clear my throat, feeling nervous. “Why do you ask?”
“Because when this is over, I’ll be working in one of those spike houses you mentioned.”
“There’s nothing wrong with that.”
Reese snorts derisively. “There’s something wrong with it, Haven. Because when you work in a place like that, you’re not a full person anymore; you’re just a knot with an alpha stink.”
“You shouldn’t work in a place like that if that’s how you feel about it,” I reply, my brow creasing in worry. In my experience at spike houses, there were a lot of feral alphas who seemed to genuinely like their jobs. The ones who didn’t, though, seemed extremely unhappy. I don’t like thinking of Reese that way. “If you’re going to be ashamed of yourself, or feel like you can’t be a full person, then you don’t belong there.”
“That’s exactly where I belong,” Reese hisses. “If you want personality, find yourself a mate. Another pack will be here tomorrow to court you.”
He turns away, but I grab hold of his arm. He could shake me off with almost no energy at all, but my touch seems to still him.
“Spike houses… the people there help people like me. Why would I think any less of you for working there? Why would you think less of yourself? Would you let me get away with saying I’m nothing more than an omega? I know you wouldn’t. So why is it ok for you to say you’re nothing more than a knot? You’re more than that to me, Reese.” I lift my mouth to his and press a kiss to his lips. He’s still for a moment, and then with a groan, he starts to kiss me back. His tongue slides into my mouth, dominating, controlling.
His hands move over my skin, and he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties, pushing them down. They slide down to my ankles, and I kick them off, wrapping my arms around Reese’s neck. His tongue is hot and demanding in my mouth, his hands running up and down my back. I can feel his cock pressed against my belly, hard and ready for me.
I reach for it, touching it gently, feeling the knot at its base with a sense of wonder. It’s the biggest I’ve ever seen. My pussy pulses at the idea of it entering me, pushing inside me.
Reese breaks away and looks down at me, scanning my eyes as if searching for something. “What are you thinking?” he asks gruffly.
“I’m thinking I can’t believe this is real.” Another cramp hits me, and I groan, sagging forward into his bare chest. “And I’m thinking that I need you right now or I just might die.”
Chapter Sixteen
~Reese~
“Well we can’t have that,” I reply dryly. I take her by the shoulders and turn her toward the bed, intending to push her down on all fours, like I’ve always done with my partners in the past. There’s something about fucking someone from behind that makes me feel better about being a feral animal, used just for my cock. It’s like I take on a role; like I’m free from being myself.
I know Haven won’t stop me. If I want to take her from behind, or even fuck her in the ass, she’ll hum and beg and thank me afterwards.
But at the last moment… I’m not even sure why… I turn her to face me and then lower her into the bed on her back. She scoots herself up into the center of the bed, her tits bouncing as she moves. When her head hits the pillow, I pull off my boxers, and my cock juts out. Haven stares at it, her pupils blown black and her face flushed. “Reese, I need you,” she says softly, opening her arms and beckoning for me.
Christ, the way she says my name.
I climb onto the bed over her, groaning as my flesh touches hers. I lean on one arm as I take her breast into my mouth and suck hard. She cries out. Still sucking, I move my hand between her thighs and groan at how slick I find her.
“Oh my god,” she whispers.
I release my lips from her nipple and look up at her face as I touch her. “You like that, omega?” I rasp.
She blinks heavily, then looks up at me through lowered lashes and says, “Yes, Daddy.”
I give her an alpha purr of approval as I lower my head again, taking her nipple back into my mouth as I pinch her clit, moving my fingers against it to create the pleasure I know she needs. She raises her hips off the bed with a cry, grinding on my hand. She’s talking the whole time, calling me Daddy, saying she lives for my touch, that I make her burn. I never would have thought that I needed that kind of praise, but she’s doing something to me; changing me.
Before I know it, she’s arching her back, cumming hard with my name on her lips. Afterwards, though, she starts to get mindless. Her body is lost to her heat spike. She thrashes on the bed, her eyes closed, her lips parted as she pleads.
“What do you need, lemons?”
“Daddy, your cock. I need your cock.”
I get on top of her, and she spreads those sweet legs apart for me. I press the tip of my cock to her core, groaning at the hot slick of her cunt. And then I push myself inside.
“Fuck, you’re tight, lemons,” I groan as I start to move.
Haven wraps her legs around my waist. Her eyes fly open and she stares up at me, those brilliant blue irises seem to penetrate my soul. “Fuck me good, Daddy,” she whispers.
“With pleasure,” I growl in reply.
