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“The only time I feel safe, where nothing can ever hurt me…” She shivered, her voice breaking just the slightest bit on the words. “It’s when I’m here with you. How can that be? How is that possible?”
He grinned then, holding her tighter. “Anything is possible, between two people meant for each other. This is the bond. It’s undeniable. It can’t be fought. Or defeated. It just… is.” He took a deep, satisfied breath, caressing her hair. “It’s real. All of it, Chastity. You’re mine. You’re meant for me. Every atom of your being was created for me. For your Alpha.”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, sleep clearly threatening to take her under.
Deciding to let her slumber, he dropped his head back against the side of the tub, staring up at the ceiling, savoring the moment.
For it wasn’t until he’d said those words that he’d considered it a real possibility.
She is your mate. Your Omega. It’s happening.
It really was true. All of it.
And in that moment, for the first time in a very long while, he was wholly, truly happy.
CHAPTER22
Time passed even more hazily for Chastity than she remembered from her last heat. There was no distinction in time other than the periods of being soundly fucked by her Alpha, and times when she was resting. Her head felt as if it were stuffed with cotton and every intense sensation tore a moan, a whimper, a soft beg for attention from her throat.
Adam seemed to enjoy her body even more this time around, though the attention that he paid to her ass seemed to make Chastity even more desperate. Her pussy clenched and dripped every time he eased inside her ass, the fullness both satisfying and not enough.
A fact that, of course, delighted Adam. His cruel, joyous chuckle every time she whined with need only made Chastity more desperate for his cock in her pussy. Where itbelonged.
Though more intense, it seemed as if the heat peaked much quicker this time around and started to resolve soon after. Though Chastity couldn’t have said how many hours or days it had been since Adam had called her work for her (a recollection that was vague at best), it did seem… faster. Possibly.
Of course, the first real awareness she had as the fog faded from her mind and her temperature slowly ticked down was of Adam fondling her tits. Her legs were hooked over his thighs, spreading her pussy wide as his chest moved solidly against her back with his every breath.
His fingers were surprisingly gentle as he stroked and pinched at her hard nipples, and the broken moan Chastity let out sparked the first frisson of humiliation that she had felt in days.
Adam chuckled. “Coming back to me?” His fingers traced along the swollen welts from the cropping he had dealt her, fading but still prominent on her pale skin. Though her pain tolerance was still through the roof, she could feel the tenderness of the skin past the blinding sensitivity and she bit her lip, part of her wanting to reach up and push Adam’s hand away. The larger part of her nowhere near brazen enough to attempt something that bold while under the hand of her Alpha.
“A… little bit.” Her voice was soft, and she arched her back into his touch as his fingers returned to her hard nipples, moaning at the sensation.
“There you go, sweetheart,” he said softly, his voice rough and low, rumbling against her back.
Chastity couldn’t find it in her to speak, the words stuck in her throat, so she swallowed hard and nodded. Her closed eyes fluttered at his touch, and one of her hands slid between her thighs of its own accord to play with her swollen, throbbing clit.
“Stop that.” His grip on her nipples suddenly tightened, and the pain that lanced through the tender flesh made Chastity gasp, immediately pulling her hand away from her screaming clit. “You know better, Chastity.”
I do, too.
Chastity whimpered and turned her head, pressing her cheek against Adam’s shoulder. “S-sorry. I just…” She sighed, his touch on her nipples gentle again. “I’m so…”
“Desperate.” His voice rumbled against her back, and Chastity could hear the smile in the sound. “I know, sweet girl. So desperate for me. A slave to your biology.”
“And to you.” The words were out of Chastity’s mouth before she could stop them, her voice faint but clear. Her face immediately flushed hotter, and the chuckle that rumbled against her back again made her even more grateful that her eyes were squeezed shut against her humiliation.
“My slave too, that’s right.” His touch gentled again and Chastity relaxed as he stroked his hands over her heated skin, the sensation still almost painfully overwhelming in her waning heat. Still. It was comforting and Chastity hazily realized that there wasn’t anyone else who she would want to take care of her through her heat.
“Here, lean up.” His touch disappeared from her skin as he gently nudged her to a fully sitting position, and Chastity whimpered at the loss as he disappeared from behind her. She sat up for a moment, then fell back in the cushions and curled up on her side, peeking out from under her eyelashes to watch Adam cross the room and lift the key cover on the piano.
He plays piano?
Chastity’s heart fluttered as he lay his fingers on the keys and a sweet, somewhat melancholy tune filled the air as he started playing. Her lips moved as she tried to speak, to express her confusion and delighted surprise at such a… tender talent. One that she wouldn’t have expected from Adam.
Well, maybe not the side of him that he had shown her so far. The cruel, uncompromising Alpha who controlled every part of her body. He wouldn’t have such a sweet skill as piano playing, not a chance.
Chastity sighed, reaching up and gingerly running a hand through her hair. The strands were damp with sweat, the fever still radiating off her skin even as she felt a little better. The sensitivity of her skin was less than it had been the days prior, but it still tingled deliciously as her fingertips trailed across her forehead, cheek, neck.
