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“So hard, so full,” she cried, shaking her head with the intensity of it all.

Her heels dug into my ass, encouraging me, my omega desperate for more friction as her pussy convulsed around my cock, tightening so much that my thrusts became disjointed.

“You’re strangling my cock, Hazel.” I chuckled lightly.

She shrugged. “Maybe you should knot me, then.” How was she able to be both adorable and sexy at the same time? It wasn’t fair.

“What makes you think you’re in charge here?” I asked, nipping at her pouty bottom lip.

“Because I am?” she said. “I mean—oh!” Her words were cut off by a particularly sharp thrust.

“What were you saying?” I asked, unable to keep the smirk off my face.

She huffed. “Fine! You can be in charge, as long as you keep fucking me,” she said, her hand raking over my biceps, her grip so tight, she was probably leaving marks.

“Good girl,” I cooed, holding her thighs open and setting a brutal pace.

Hazel’s walls tightened around me, clamping down as she came, her lips finding my shoulder and biting down.

Hard.

Omegas biting alphas was a dangerous game. It was the laying down of a gauntlet.

Only, I couldn’t bite Hazel.

Not yet.

“Such a fucking tease,” I growled, fucking her though her orgasm. “One day, I’m going to bite you back, and you’re going to have my mark for everyone to see.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she chanted as my knot started to inflate.

“Now, are you going to be a good omega and take my knot?” I asked.

She nodded frantically, tears gathering in her eyes.

The base of my spine started to tingle, and I knew what was coming, so I slammed home one more time, completely filling Hazel as my cock throbbed with release, my knot rapidly expanding.

“Holy shit!” I cursed, resting my forehead on hers as my body trembled. Her walls fluttered around my knot, and nothing had ever, ever felt this good.

There would be no going back. Hazel was perfect, and she was it for me. For-fucking-ever.

“You’re mine, omega.”

“Sounds good,” she agreed in a panting, pleased voice. Her face was flushed, and she wore a satisfied smile as she slowly came down from her high, snuggling against me with a soft murmur. “All mine.”

Chapter 30

Hazel

My deep, peaceful slumber was interrupted by my phone ringing, the shrill noise jolting me awake. Pawing at my bedside table, I squinted at the screen in the dark before groaning when I realized who had disturbed me.

My mother.

With a sigh, I tapped the accept button, pressing the speaker button so I could easily hear her.

“Hazel?” My mother’s shrill voice made me wince.

“Hello, Mother,” I groaned.

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