Page 132 of Mark & Don't Tell

He grins at me, dropping the towel into the wicker laundry basket and prowls toward me. “You want me to mark you?”

I nod. “Desperately.”

Grabbing my towel, he scrunches it around my hair one last time before tossing it aside and picking me up. My legs wrap around his middle as he carries me into the bedroom. Vic and Linc have given us privacy for this moment.

Kai sets me on the edge of the bed, leaning down to claim my mouth as his palm smooths up my thigh. I part my legs to give him better access. He groans into my mouth when he discovers how wet I am. Two fingers push inside me as he works to ensure I’m really ready.

Taking care of me again.

I break the kiss. “I want to be on top.”

“You can have whatever you want,” he tells me, kissing my cheek before slipping his fingers out of me and climbing onto the bed.

Turning, I climb onto my hands and knees and crawl up his body until I’m straddling his hips. I settle my center over his, rocking over his cock and leaning over until my mouth hovers right above his.

“In that case.” I reach between our bodies, palming his shaft and positioning him. “I want you.” My hips roll back, taking him all the way in, and his breath catches. “You’re my alpha, Kai, and I’m not leaving this room until you mark me.”

I rock up and down his length, grinding my clit against him.

His hands grip my hips, helping me move faster and faster until both of us are panting with need. Kai watches me fuck him like I’m some type of angel. A slow smirk works across my face as I take control, bringing us both to the edge, and right as my toes start to tingle, Kai’s hand is at the back of my neck, and he tugs me down, smashing my chest against his and tilting my head. Tracing his lips over the delicate skin at the base of my throat. His teeth tease over it, and he thrusts up, forcing me to take him deeper.

“Kai,” I moan. “Mark me, please.”

“Anything for my omega.” Then his teeth sink into my skin, a bite of pain that ricochets around the pleasure we’re creating. With a deep, rumbling purr, my alpha claims me, and as that mark brands across my skin, an orgasm crashes through my system, making me scream and writhe over his length.

Somehow, through it all, Kai’s hips piston up to meet mine until his cock pulses and jerks, spilling his seed inside of me as he rolls his tongue over his mark. My entire body trembles, exhausted from everything, but my heart is full.

Finally.

After years of hoping and wishing and considering promising my soul to the devil in exchange for my heart’s desires, I have a pack.

I’m a claimed omega.

Loved.

Cherished.

Marked.

Forty-Six

DARIA

The marks are so comforting. Like the guys could be halfway around the world, and I’d still feel peace with their brands on my throat. Much to my surprise, the guys proudly walk around with the ones I gave them.

I’ve been covering mine while at work, out of respect for their company. The guys have worked so hard, and I don’t want their accomplishments to be overshadowed by the scandal of us becoming a pack. But since the guys have marks now, everyone has been gossiping, wondering when they’ll get to meet the mystery omega. It’s hard to keep the secret to myself every time my co-workers speculate about who it could be. Pretending like nothing is going on between us at Good Vibes is next to impossible. Which is why I’m more than relieved to be working at Moon & Rock today.

Megan left a new assignment on my desk, but before I can even log in, Jane descends upon me.

“I want to know all the things.” She perches on my desk and crosses her ankles. She’s wearing a cute black skirt and black-and-white top with a sexy harness over it. Professional goth might be the best way to describe it.

“Well, hello, beautiful.” I check her out again. “Who has you wearing your best outfits to work?”

“I’m going on a date after.” She narrows her eyes. “Don’t change the subject. Updates. Now. Megan wasn’t allowed to tell me what you were out with, but you’re an omega. Either you had the plague, or you went through your heat.”

“I had my heat.”

“Oh my god, I knew it. Did you spend it alone?”

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