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Sweet goddess, I could have come from that alone. Years on my own, weeks with him, alphas had always meant stripping omegas of their control during their heats. Now I had found one, one who found joy in manipulation and self-mastery, lay prone, his cock under my foot.
“I think you deserve something precious.” I lowered myself to straddle him, brought my lips to his in the ghost of a kiss. “I want you to fuck me. You are going to knot me, while you hold me pinned in my nest, your hand on my neck as you rut into my like an alpha ruts into his omega.” His hips jerked up. “Then you are going to mate me. Sink your teeth into my mating gland and suck the toxin into your body. Because that will change you. Make you mine down to smallest particles of our souls.”
He reared up, tossing me onto my front, growling deep in his throat as he forced me as I had asked. “You like this, don’t you?” The growl turned into a dark purr. “You like being forced. You step on my cock. You beg to be rutted. You are capable of commanding the universe. Aren’t you?”
Yes! It was a silent cry for his first thrust stole my breath.
“Yes,” I moaned, pushing my hips back to meet the slap of his hips against my ass. Oh, goddess, but I could feel his balls hit my pussy. “More.”
“Oh? Did you ask for more?”
“No,” I whined into the pillows. His weight shifted and I found myself gasping with need as he held me so firmly that I knew there would be marks from his grip on my neck. “I need it though. Give me more.”
“Alright.” He hilted himself, forcing his knot—and it was large, splitting me open as he had promised—inside, my quim milking him of his release. I was prepared to thank him for being a good alpha, when he jerked me back. Pulling me against his chest by my hair. “There, you are. Look at them.”
I blinked. Jude and Puck. The larger alpha had pulled his legs back, opening himself completely for Puck to fuck with a vicious pace. Behind them, betas tangled together, their sexual needs driven higher by the alphas and my own pheromones filling the room.
“You have done this to us. Brought society to heel. You kicked the aristocracy out. You have brought our people together. You are about to become my mate under their watchful eyes. We are going to stoke your heat. You will not be satisfied with only one night like before. And if you cool, I will force your heat again. Force it until you cannot move but think of how unreal you are. How you ties us in knots, bind us together.” He mirrored his words by lacing our fingers together. “You and I are rulers in name only. But they follow nonetheless because it is their pleasure to see you shine. I am merely the shadow created by your blaze.”
“Alpha. Mate me.” I bared my neck, inviting him to mate me.
“What a perfect little omega,” he growled and set his teeth into the tender skin, biting, creating another rush of the heady rush than only came from mating. I dug my nails into his arm. Focusing on the sensations, cataloguing each one that I might resist losing my senses as I had with Jude. “Mine,” he purred.
My eyes rolled back into my head as the blinding pleasure took me once again.
29
Polly
Acommotion caused people to wake in ripples. My body ached, my shoulder twingedwith the two new mate bites on my shoulder. Scrubbing my eyes I snuggled deeper into my nest. I’d have to find someway to transfer at least the majority of the pillows and sheets to my cage.
“You awake?” Jude sounded far too alert. “Shall I tempt you with kippers?”
“For breakfast? No. Steak.”
Some wicked person pinched my bottom. “Steak then. Bloody.”
“Yes.” I rolled up, naked and sated. Jude and Puck sat on the edge of the dias. Smiles on their faces and bites on their necks. I bit my tongue to prevent pointing out that if I wanted bloody I could take another bite out of either one of them. “Where is it?”
“The residency. But here is one which will tempt you as readily.”
Mustardseed was making his way towards us with a tray that smelt of heavenly coffee.
I looked around the room. It smelled of sex and the blankets and pillows from the last few days were as tangled as the bodies that had joined us. I wondered if any of us would be able to enter this room again and not remember the orgy. “How long were we at it?”
“Five days,” Mustardseed laughed as I pulled on a wrap and sipped some hot coffee. “An orgy of such proportions shall reach my homeland before the week is out.”
I rolled my eyes. “Half a year.”
“Scandal flies faster than bad news,” Puck laughed. He shrugged into a green coat I recognised as belonging to Jude. Jude, meanwhile, looked scruffy, tired, and, by the way he crammed ham and bread into his mouth, starving.
Oberon walked into the drawing room looking as precise as ever. He’d found time to shave and wash and his clothes were typically immaculate. “We have a guest,” he announced. “Your mother.”
“Tell her to—”
“I think it best if you meet with her.” My mate crossed to me, his head dipping to press his lips against his bite. I missed his warmth when he straightened and fixed the shawl around my shoulders to better expose my mating bites. “She’s behaving…unreasonably. And I’ve no patience.”
“I have less,” I pouted.
