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His snarl as he grinds his hips, shifting his massive shaft within me and mashing my clit with his body, decimates my control.

“Please, Masst. I need you,” I say in a guttural, desperate plea.

His pupils shrink and surprise tightens his features as he processes my words.

“Fucking damnit, you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you, sprite? Say my name again,” he says with another tilt of his hips.

My sob jerks through us both. The moment his control breaks, I yank my hair free of his grip and bite the first part of him I can reach.

His hiss morphs to a moan as I pierce the rock-hard muscle over his heart. Our connection flares and fireworks burst through my body as I vault into a terrifyingly intense orgasm.

Too full and wrung out, I flop into exhaustion the moment my release wanes. Even with his knot wrecking my insides, I fade from reality into a nameless world. Nothing but faint sounds and muted colors flit through my consciousness.

I snap awake when his knot deflates. With an audible pop, he loses purchase within my body. The gush of fluid awakens something deep inside me, and my omega side demands I take action. I don’t understand her until my alpha seals his mouth over my entire sex and moans as he consumes the initial wave of our mixed essences.

When he flicks the tip of his tongue over my swollen clit, I whine and tug at his hair.

His growl vibrates through my destroyed organs. He pulls his mouth away and catches a wave of viscous fluid in his cupped hand before dropping his lips to my pussy again.

When he presses his hand to my lips, I hesitate, but he snarls as he laps at my folds and pours his offering between my parted lips as I gasp.

Spicy, rich, and sweet, the taste of our mixed releases satisfies the yearning in my soul.

I want more.

My alpha delivers.

He ferries handful after handful to my lips, never ceasing his licking and sucking, until my belly pinches from fullness and tears seep down my temples as each soft brush of his tongue feels like sandpaper on my over-stimulated pussy.

When he crawls up my body and unfurls his tongue into my mouth, sharing the last of our mess with me, I moan and curl my fingers as far around his massive shoulders as I can.

Blood cakes under my nails. Shame filters through my euphoria, but a wicked satisfaction takes its place.

His low rumble changes, and he pulls away. After studying my face, he rolls onto his back and plasters my front against his. Despite his massive size, his careful movements keep my nest intact.

“Rest, my spiteful sprite. I like your viciousness, but you won’t survive my next rutting if you don’t get some sleep.”

His chest rumbles under my cheek, lulling me closer to the nothingness of exhaustion.

Part of me wants to refute his highhandedness, but the bigger part of me sees his intention. Wrapped around my body as a living cocoon and woven into my soul with his masculine strength, he protects me in ways no one ever has.

He gives me support in a broken world. More carefree than I ever imagined, I sink into sleep and revel in the shelter he offers. As my body recovers and prepares for another round of need, my mind works through the trials of my past.

My family needs me. Boon and Tan rely on me for food and water. They’re both hurt, scared, and cornered.

I’ve failed them.

Masst’s masculine presence flares in my chest and tightens around my heart, banishing my guilt. He assures me with a gentle stroke of his soul over mine, but I can’t believe his silent reassurance.

His purr filters into my psyche. My bones melt.

Whatever happens next, there’s no denying my smitten omega heart.

I found my alpha mate.

Just like the ship he commands, he’s massive, unrelenting, and hard as steel.

And I’ll enjoy being crushed by my cruiser alpha every day for the rest of my life.

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