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I erupt. Fireworks burst across my vision as slick pours from me, drenching his chin and chest despite his fervent lapping.

Every muscle in my body goes limp.

He doesn’t stop.

Again and again, he forces my body through another explosive release until time loses meaning. The past falls away and the future has no purpose.

He slides a finger into me, uncomfortably big, yet perfectly ruthless. Pleasure consumes me as fresh slick squelches between us. He forces me through another orgasm and adds a second finger.

Boneless after countless bouts of ecstasy, I heave as he surges above me and fits his smooth, blunt cockhead against my opening. Even sopping and depleted of energy, I flinch and moan as he presses past my tight entrance.

“Take me, little omega. Take all of me.”

His guttural words spear through my nerve endings, as strong as a physical touch.

He snaps his hips forward, burying his massive shaft deep within my body. I scream and scratch, my swollen organs in agony from his sudden invasion. After a few terrifying moments, I realize the only movement within our nest is my own, my fighting the only reason his thick tool tortures my insides. I dig my nails into his massive biceps and lie as still as possible, blinking my tears away so I can meet his blown pupils.

Despite strain and pleasure tightening his features, he offers me an expression so intense andsofthe steals the breath from my lungs.

“Mine.”

He ducks down and sinks his teeth into my shoulder. Excruciating pain streaks up my neck and down my arm from his savage bite. It hurts so much I can’t breathe. Can’t scream. He lifts his hips and thrusts his cock deeper into my core.

Horrible pleasure roars through me as he steadily fucks into me with relentless, mesmerizing strokes, never pulling his teeth from my shoulder. His low rumble strengthens as my body softens around him, seeking the only thing that’ll ease my estrous.

I wrap my legs around his waist. Magma thickens my veins and demands he give me what I need. His growl drops to a purr so low my bones shake.

My heart cleaves in two, one half deserting my chest to settle behind Hoss’ gigantic breastbone. It thumps and squeezes into the space, annoyed to find such little room since the bond between us is not complete.

A whine leaks from my throat as my spine arches, the cacophony of sensations blasting through my body too jumbled to fight anymore.

He quickens his pace, his thrusts turning brutal and sharp, and when he extracts his teeth from my shoulder, I mourn the loss. He grabs my hips and mashes them to the bed before pulling back so his flange stretches my labia in a much too shallow invasion. I jerk my fingernails down his chest. Thin red lines appear.

An animalistic snarl rips from my hoarse throat. My alpha’s crimson-stained lips lift in a wicked smirk.

“My feisty Char. More.”

He plunges into me with savage thrusts, his rhythm a glorious punishment, yet no matter how hard I claw at him, he refuses to lower his shoulders so I can complete our bond. Furious, frantic, out of my mind with need and pain, I lunge and twist, sinking my teeth into his forearm.

His coppery essence fills my mouth. My head spins. The tie between us snaps into place, half of his heart settling into the void where mine used to be, filling my chest with his ruthless strength.

His roar vibrates through my soul. He crams his thick length impossibly deeper into my body, forcing his partially inflated base past my opening and seating himself as far as possible. Our groins grind together as his knot rearranges my insides, the sickening, wonderful pressure of him too much.

I burst. My organs seize. Time stands still as I orgasm around him, his knot compressing my G-spot and prolonging my contractions until my lungs plead for oxygen. My womb grows heavy with his seed as he fills me and my head spins as he overwhelms me both inside and out.

I bite harder as my orgasm continues. Hoss’ thick fingers weave into my hair and yank my head away from his forearm. My breasts rub against his chest as I heave. His weight presses me to the mattress. My orgasm finally ebbs, but the boiling in my blood doesn’t relent.

“Mine,” he rumbles again, licking my temple and groaning as his cock shifts within me.

Unable to respond, I jerk and fall headlong into another terrifying release, my entire body cramping.

My soul dances with glee, the bond between us throbbing with satisfaction as he conquers every inch of me. The moment my orgasm eases, I fall lax, completely worn out.

Yet fire still rages in my blood. I whine.

Hoss’ masculine chuckle sends me skyrocketing into another release.

I float in a haze of euphoria.

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