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Fuck me, I couldn’t get enough.

“Just a few more inches,” he promised. “You can do it. Come on. Thatta girl. Up and then down…god I can feel every time you clench, gripping me so fucking tight.”

Finally I felt the base of his knot and I tried to catch my breath as my whole fucking body pulsed around him.

“You feel like home, Lucy.” Cas grabbed my throat and kissed me.

It was sloppy and desperate and perfect. He kissed me like he’s been waiting his whole life to have me like this.

“I fucking love it—I love it. I love you,” he growled. “Fuck, I love you.”

He didn’t give me time to respond or react – Cas was already yanking me up and then slamming me back down, turning my mind to mush.

I clenched my eyes shut against the intensity of the orgasm he forced on me – too sharp and too fast to enjoy but he never stopped moving and the pleasure started building again before it could ever really dissipate.

“Don’t you dare close your eyes, Lucy. Look at me.” He slammed me down again, thrusting up at the same time, forcing my eyes open from the shock of it. “There you are…you should see your face, sweetheart…the way you’re looking at me fuck…you’re one of the only people in the world who can stand to look me in the eyes and I need you to see what it looks like when I come for you. Okay? Can you do that for me?”

I nodded even though I had no idea how I was going to manage that. It didn’t matter. All I had to do was look into the eyes I couldn’t stop thinking about as he fucked me to pieces. I dreamed about those eyes. They guarded me while I slept and I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of the way he was always watching me.

“Fuck, just like that,” he growled, eyes flashing as he bounced me up and down on his cock, faster and faster.

Every time he pushed back in I felt another wave of pleasure build until it was a sea of tiny orgasms dragging me under until I drowned, but I kept my eyes on him – tears sliding down my face and my head buzzing…I made sure to keep my fucking eyes open because the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint him.

I was shaking like a leaf and I still couldn’t get enough of him. I never wanted this to stop.

But the sounds he made as he thrust inside of me one last time, groaning into my mouth, pushing me down, down, down onto his knot. I came the second the entire thing finally pushed all the way inside and there was no fucking way I could keep my eyes open anymore.

My eyelids fluttered closed and my head fell back, my entire body shuddering and shaking with the aftershocks of all those orgasms, clenching down on his pulsing dick and the knot keeping all his cum inside.

This…this was everything I’d ever wanted and there was no way in hell I’d ever let it go.

He was mine. My alpha.

CHAPTER 27

Lucy

Cas cupped the back of my neck, pulling me up so he could kiss me again. It was slow and gentle, soft and sensual. He took his time making love to my mouth now that he had me all knotted up. There was no way I could go anywhere like this and we both knew it.

“How am I supposed to look at anyone else?” he asked me. “For fuck’s sake, what did I do to get an omega like you, huh? I must have been a fucking saint in my past life or something because look at you, you’re fucking gorgeous.”

I forced my eyes open and stared into the depths of all that blue, wondering how he could possibly think he was the lucky one.

“You think when I look at you, I don’t see the rest of my life in your eyes?” Cas smirked, clearly picking up on my doubt and smashing it into a million pieces before I could wonder for too long. “Lucy, I need you to use that big brain of yours and figure it out already. This is it for me. I’m fucking yours. So, just be mine already.”

“Okay.” I rested my forehead against his and tried to catch my breath. “I’ll be yours.”

His eyes searched mine, flicking back and forth like he desperately wanted to believe me but wasn’t sure if he should. “Yeah? You’ll be mine?”

“Mhm.” I kissed him again, tasting the faintest hint of roses. “I’ll even let you bond me.”

I gasped at the sensation of all my weight sinking down onto his knot when he picked me up. His pants clung to his hips, absolutely fucking soaked from all my slick. I wrapped my legs around his waist, groaning as each step sent a wave of pleasure through me.

The next thing I knew, we were in the bathroom and the water was running. “What the heck are you doing now?”

“Getting you cleaned up.” He reached out to test the temperature of the water, irritated when it was still cold.

“Why are you acting like you can’t get away from me fast enough?”

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