Page 70 of Shattered Omega

My grip tightened in her hair and my vision flashed white as my orgasm overtook me and my seed spilled down her throat. Too rough, I thought, as each shallow thrust pushed my knot against her lips.

TWENTY-FIVE

DUSK

It was quiet in the library where Shatter and I were working.

It was Tuesday evening, and she’d wanted to do a deep dive into some set of studies or another. She was so far ahead in the Arkology curriculum I could never tell what she was looking for. Umbra and Ransom had basically checked out of Arkology class entirely, so it was me and her in the library, as I had homework I could work on.

She was trying, and epically failing, to not keep shooting me glances as I ran my thumb along her skin where my hand rested at her waist.

I smirked the next time she glanced over, which made her cheeks go pink. It was late, and the rustling of paper could be heard in here with us, but no one was in sight.

I leaned over, letting my teeth graze her ear. “Am I distracting you?”

Shatter shivered, but gave me a haughty look. “No.”

“Lying to me?” I asked. “Come here, Gem.”

“I’m not—” She cut off with a pout as the command gripped her and she shuffled closer.

“Not enough,” I told her. “I want you on your knees for me.”

“Here?” she asked, voice weak.

I nudged her chin up, blood already hot for what I was about to claim. “It’s been too long,” I said, voice a breath in her ear. “I only have so much patience when it comes to that sweet body of yours. Especially when you keep flaunting it in front of me.” I leaned back. “Now. On your knees, and get me ready to fuck that bratty mouth of yours.”

Her chest heaved, eyes furious, but the dark bond meant she was already setting her book down and slipping down beneath the desk.

She didn’t have anything more to say as her fingers fumbled for my zipper, though the fury in her eyes was beautifully clear.

“Good girl,” I purred as she freed my cock, positioned so perfectly for me to claim her, knees spread, snarl on her pretty lips only an inch from my tip. “Tongue out.”

Her cheeks burned red as she did as she was told, and I felt a shot of lust from her down the bond. “You’re so pretty when you’re angry,” I murmured, fist closing around her hair as I dragged my shaft all the way down her throat.

Beautiful golden eyes held mine in fury, but I grinned, drawing her back, and pumping in a few times. She was so tight, throat squeezing my tip so good.

“Fuck…”

I wouldn’t last long if I wasn’t careful.

She couldn’t be mad at me forever, but when she was, she was a storm of conflict. I hadn’t fucked her yet, not since the fight. Only because I could swear she was getting hotter for me every day I didn’t. And every day she got brattier, like she was daring me to claim her while she was pissed.

I’d also discovered that both Ransom and Umbra were both so compliant when she wanted to use my pack to taunt me that it almost bordered outright glee. Fucking traitors.

I fucked her mouth roughly, each stroke trapping her lips against my swelling knot and cutting off her airway.

Her eyes were sparkling with tears as I neared my climax, fist still balled in her hair as I used her, controlling everything down to her breaths.

When I came, a low whine sounded in her chest, nails biting down on my legs as I forced her to swallow every drop.

I let her go, leaning back and catching my breath as I did my pants up. She was everything. “Lap,” I said. I wasn’t done with her. I needed her close.

I wound my arms around her waist, holding her tight when she slunk onto my lap, leaning down and brushing my teeth over my bite and making her shiver. “I bet you’re so wet, forced to let me use your little holes like that,” I breathed.

I was watching her in the bond, feeling the rush of lust and submission sweep her away for a moment.

Only… I froze, spotting the slightest movement out of the corner of my eye. Incrementally, I noticed the slightest shifts of shadows along with a faint rustle. With effort, I kept my eyes fixed on the textbook before me.

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