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I punctuated my words by rolling her to the mattress and settling my body on top of hers, scraping my teeth against her neck. She shivered with a soft moan that went right to my cock. Her lavender scent filled my nose, and it was all I could do not to actually sink my teeth into her skin.

My knot swelled. I kissed up her neck, across her jaw, and our lips collided. She groaned into mymouth as my tongue swept inside. I wanted to bottle the sound.

In a blur of movement, we both undressed. She pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me, but she didn’t take me inside right away. Instead, she lowered over me, using her mouth to explore my torso, licking and sucking and biting her way from my neck down.

I groaned as she tugged on my nipple with her teeth. It was a struggle not to take over. With a featherlight touch, I stroked my fingertips up and down her sides, making her whimper. I loved how my body seemed to please her, all the appreciative sounds she made.

She kept moving lower, dragging her tongue over my abs, all the way to my knot.

“I want to eat you up,” she moaned. Right before she took the head of my cock into her mouth.

The wet heat of her mouth triggered my alpha instincts. I knew how she liked it. I fisted my hand in her hair and thrust my hips, fucking her mouth. She moaned even louder, and her perfume filled the air. My knot teased her lips as my cock pushed into her throat.

It was so good, so deep. Filthy thoughts paraded through my head as I slid in and out, of filling her with my seed until she overflowed, painting it on her body. My balls drew up, and my heart pounded. So close. I had to be inside her.

With a tug on her hair, her mouth slid off my shaft. She sat back, her eyes narrowed like I’d taken away her dessert.

“Patience, baby.”

I grabbed her thighs and dragged her up my body until she was straddling me again. Her gaze turned heavy-lidded as I positioned my cock at her entrance. I held onto her hips, watching her face, and then rocked up hard, impaling her.

Sinking into her felt so fucking right.

We both groaned, and she tried to shift and move. But I didn’t want to let her ride me. I was in charge. I gripped her hips and pistoned, thrusting up. Then I held my pelvis still and slid her up and down along my length. She didn’t need to do anything but hold on and enjoy.

Her mewling cries and fluttering walls pushed me to the edge.

“Is your cunt ready for my knot? I’m gonna fuck you so deep.” The words flew out of my mouth without thought.

“Fuck me, alpha,” she whimpered. “Please.”

Hearing her call me alpha while I held her like this triggered something primal. My mind hazed. I was her alpha and she was my omega, to knot and to breed.

Realization teased at my brain. I was on the verge of a rut. Somehow, I held it back, teetering on the brink. But I needed her. Now.

I dug my fingers into her hips, adding my marks to Griff’s, and slammed her down over my cock just as I thrust up. My knot pushed inside her, swelling and locking us.

Tracy arched her back on a shout as her pussy clamped down on my knot. I felt her pulsing along my entire length, already climaxing. She squeezed my cock so tight, I fought for breath, my shallow thrusts turning erratic as I orgasmed hard. Hot jets of my seed lashed her womb.

I had to grind my teeth together not to speak my thoughts out loud.

Fuck, little omega, you take me so well. Milk my knot, little one. My sweet fucking omega. You’re mine.

She babbled incoherently as she came, but all I did was grunt and growl. I couldn’t trust myself not to say what I was thinking. And I knew that if I did—if I called her our omega—she’d run.

It made me angry, and it made me sad. I took it out on her cunt, filling her until my seed dripped down her thighs. Until she was wrung out, with extra bruises on her hips. My marks. It wasn’t enough, but it satisfied some small amount of the need I had to claim her.

After my knot loosened and slipped out, Tracy fell forward onto my chest, panting. Then she rose up to kiss me. It was sweet and tender, totally at odds with how I’d just used her body. I cupped her face with my hands but let her take the lead.

Sometime during the gentle press of her lips to mine—as our heartrates came back to normal and the world around us came back into focus—I let myself hope.

Her kiss felt like love.

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TRACY

Michael filled me with carbs for an early dinner. Then he filled me with cock.

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