Page 134 of The Packaged Deal

“You like me claiming you in public?”

“Yes!” I snarl. “I want you to claim me in public. I want you to make everyone see that it’s you I need to be with, and I belong to you.”

“You want my knot?”

“Yes!” I hiss.

“And my bond?”

“Yes!” I wail as he thrusts up, forcing his knot into me.

I scream as I tighten around him, plunged into an orgasm that’s so strong I see stars. His teeth find the spot on my neck and sink deep. The bond flares up between us, alive and healthy and so strong.

I lean forward and clamp my teeth on his neck. The bond connects like a circuit, and I feel all our pack flare brightly.

Time ceases to have meaning. There is only him and me. Locked together. In the back of my mind, I can feel the flare of Adrian and Kandi, but it’s overshadowed by the vast expanse that is Sven.

He feels safe. Solid.

I cling to him, not aware I’m crying until he’s swiping my tears away from my cheeks.

My breath saws in and out of my lungs, and I’m hot and sweaty, but I don’t care. I don’t care about the aches, the pain, nothing matters. My pack is complete.

I nuzzle closer to him, barely jumping when the door opens, and Kandi climbs into the car through the drivers side. She pulls the door shut and swivels around, gripping my hair gently.

“Hey, beautiful.”

“Hey, you.”

“You okay?”

“I’m great,” I murmur back.

“Yeah, I can see that. It’s good. We’re almost finished.”

The door opens, and Adrian climbs into the passenger side of the car.

“Nope, we are finished.” Kandi smiles and strokes my cheek.

I don’t remember the drive home.

I’m tired and overwhelmed, and once the orgasm high wears off, the aches and pains return with a vengeance, sapping it out of me.

I wake up much later to Adrian carefully removing the last parts of my clothes.

“This a fetish of yours? Cause you know, I’m down for it.”

Adrian’s lips quirk up. “You’d let me fuck you while you’re asleep?”

“If I woke up with your cock in me, Alpha, I’d be the happiest omega in the world.” I frown as he gently feels the bruise on my back. “But maybe tomorrow.”

“Doctor’s orders, a couple of days without sex. Maybe a week,” Adrian murmurs and prods another tender spot.

“No!” I whine.

Adrian snickers again and massages my shoulders. “Just think of all the teasing you can get done.”

I huff and lean into him when he climbs up on the bed and settles beside me.

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