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I was an alpha, powerless to resist when an omega begged for the one thing I, and I alone, could give her. “Take what you need, omega. Take my knot.”
With a final roll of her hips, her quim stretched around the swelling and I felt us lock together as my knot hooked behind her pubic bone. She trembled in my arms. Her orgasm as strong and fierce as she. Her sex strangling my knot, causing me to gasp and my balls draw up tight with the need to spill into her womb. Then I joined her. My release pulsed through me, filling her with my cum again and again. The old gods would bless us for this, I knew it in my bones. The more so because I saw my reflection in her mirrored gold eyes, as she was in mine. A repeating our union from now until eternity.
I buried my face in her neck, breathing in her scent, sucking my lips between my teeth that I might not bite her, mate her, claim her as my instincts demanded. She might have taken my knot, but I had enough control that I could withstand the alpha inside of me which laid siege to my resolve. I’d not mate her until she begged for it, demonstrated, in her right mind, that she wanted to become mine forever. I could until her next heat. We all could. “Bite me.”
“No.
“The other side,” she pleaded. “I need you to bite the other side.”
“No.”
“Bite me,” she barked. Then more softly. “Robin, bite me on the other side.”
I submitted to her. Who could deny her when she wanted something so desperately. “As you wish.”
Taking the hot skin between my teeth, I first grazed the thin skin before latching on. Letting my teeth sink in and the special mating saliva enter her shoulder.
Only something was wrong. For instead of blood I tasted the bitter sweetness of her mating toxin. Her mating gland was on the wrong side. How had I missed it? How had my mind been so fogged with lust that I had not noticed? How had the others not noticed?
I could not stop myself. The last thread of control snapping the minute my teeth broke the skin and I tipped straight into a rut. Fucking into her over and over again, while she chanted my name like a prayer.
But the taste of her mating toxin burned like regret. I released her with a whine. “I—”
“I wanted this,” she said, her voice deep, purring, and sure. But I knew otherwise. What she wanted in the heat and what she would regret the instant her sanity returned were two very different things. “My turn.”
She tightened her hold on me, strangling my knot and biting my neck in the sweetest pain I’d ever felt. A sting that flooded my system not unlike the taste of her mating toxin invaded my senses. Was this how she felt? Goddess, did it mean I was marked?
My arms banded around her, moulding her body to mine as if she could break free and escape.
Jude was at her back. “I need to see.”
My mate barely protested when Oberon pulled her arms free so that Jude could pull her back until her head lolled against his shoulder. Oberon held on to me and the four of us looked between our bodies. The stark contrast of her pale skin against my dark making it clear that her sex was firmly holding my knot within her. And in the stuttering candle light, a soft swelling above her pubic bone.
“You take his knot so well. It is large isn’t it. I’ve never seen one bigger. Tell her Puck…” My cheeks grew hot. I knew what he asked. “Go on, schatz. Tell her. She needs to know.”
“Look at him,” Jude said as he cupped her chin and tilted her flushed face forward.
“I’ve never knotted an omega. Never wanted to until you.” What I had thought would always feel like a confession instead rolled off my tongue like a vow.
“Hmmm,” she smiled, her nails raking down my chest. “Mine.”
Of course I was hers. But then she reached up and traced where she had bitten me. “It will mark.”
I believed her. And by the scents of the two other alphas, so did they.
Her hand fell, and at once her breathing evened out, eyelids falling. Her body relaxing into Jude’s. A sleeping beauty with pierced nipples.
“Is she asleep?” Oberon asked. I was relieved he sounded so steady. Anything else, I would have worried but collected? I knew he felt safest like this.
“Yes. Her heat comes in waves, short and intense.” Jude’s fingers traced her lips. “I… I cannot believe she took your knot. I cannot… But yet if she took one of our knots it would be yours.” His eyes met mine. Where I had expected sadness, there was warmth, faith. Two emotions I’d never seen on him. They suited Jude far more than his frowns and hopelessness.
I rolled us to lie on my back, my mate—would I ever get tired of calling her that?—draped over my chest.
“What now?” Jude asked.
“Now we tend her during her heat.” I laughed. “Surely you know that.”
“But does she need us now that she has you?”
