Page 78 of Glass Omega

Hell, I would have also waited for Rhodes to finally make a decision so that we could bond her together… because even as I told him that I didn’t want to do anything with him anymore, there was always a secret hope in my head that we’d still end up together in the end.

None of that mattered now, though. No, as Perrie brought my lips to hers in another long kiss, all I could think about was biting her. My teethachedfiercely and I realized it was because the glands in my gums that all alphas had—the ones that were filled with the bonding hormone that would create a psychic connection between an alpha and their beta or omega lovers—were filling up and almost willing me to finish the job.

Perrie rolled her hips back into mine, bringing my knot just inside of the entrance of her pussy. “Do it, Edison.”

Her purred urging was all I needed to let go and do as she asked, like a siren calling a sailor from the safe decks of his ship and into her enticing waters, I was ready to jump in feet first.

Sliding one hand down the front of her body, past her navel and down in between her legs, I spread the lips of her pussy and shoved my knot deep inside of her. It was almost ready to be stuck, I just needed Perrie to do her part.

My thumb worked at her swollen clit and I felt Perrie’s breathing speed up as we kissed, her fingers tightening on my hair as she held our faces together.

Then the walls of her pussy were tightening around my knot, locking us together as I pulled away from Perrie’s seeking mouth, my own mouth held open by the drive to bond.

My eyes scanned Perrie’s body, trying to figure out exactly where to bite her. My first inclination was to bite her on that perfect back of hers, but I didn’t want to permanently mar the perfect expanse of it with more than bruises.

No, I wanted the mark to be somewhere that couldn’t be covered easily by a shirt so that all of the horny alphas on hercollege campus knew she belonged to me and I would make them disappear if they so much as looked at her sideways.

Perrie’s pulse thrummed in her throat as she continued to come, oblivious to my thoughts and I zeroed in on the spot on her neck just underneath the side of her jaw.

Perfect, my inner alpha purred and I didn’t need any more encouragement.

My teeth sank into Perrie’s neck, the pressure in my teeth dissipating almost immediately as the hormone in them began to seep into her body.

My heart hammered in my chest as we stayed locked together, Perrie’s back arching as she came a second time around my knot and her scream echoed off of the vaulted ceilings of my bedroom.

Then I felt a second heartbeat pounding alongside my own: it was Perrie’s. Emotions that weren’t my own started to filter down what felt like a mental string connecting us together.

We collapsed down into the bed, Perrie still knotted against me as I began to nurse the mark, sealing it and making sure it took.

As we lay together, I felt more swelling emotions and worked to try and pick them a part. Pleasure was easy to figure out, it rippled out of her in heavy waves as she gave my scalp gentle scratches where she’d quite nearly pulled my hair out from the roots while we were making love.

Then there were other emotions that felt like guilt and worry.

“I’m sorry for going to Kailey’s house tonight. It was stupid and I should have known there would be more to it than playing board games,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “I guess I’ve learned college parties aren’t for me, after all.”

I still hadn’t heard the full story about how my mate had gone missing tonight and a growl rippled out of me at her words. Iwasn’t anywhere near done with my rut, but my instincts were temporarily sated by the fresh bond mark on Perrie’s neck.

“What would have happened if someone really had taken you?” I asked, finally managing to find my words after communicating in grunts and growls for the past hour.

Perrie turned to look over at me, her face still flushed. “I know that you’d come and find me. Both you and Rhodes.”

I scoffed at that. I’d been almost two hours away dealing with a shitstorm that had barely just begun. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t forced her to marry me.

Maybe in another life Perrie had good parents and no cancer and she was happily married into a boring but nice pack that all worked nine-to-fives. Maybe she ran a photography business or maybe she did whatever the hell she wanted to because she was far away from the five families and the rest of the fucked up world that lurked just under the surface of the city streets.

“Sometimes,” I started, trying to find the right words to say. “Sometimes I wish that I could just leave it all behind.”

“Leave what? The Keane family?” Perrie frowned. “Sweetheart, you ooze Keane gold through and through, I can’t imagine you doing anything else.”

Perrie’s endearment temporarily distracted me—she’d called me it a couple of times, but only ever in passing like she was trying it on for size.

“I don’t know about that,” I said, threading our fingers together and holding our joined hands up so that our wedding rings could shine in the dim light of the room. “I always thought living in a nice little house somewhere in the country with no other houses in sight would work for me.”

“And a bunch of birds to go with it?” Perrie teased with a grin.

“You and Rhodes are still convinced that I like birds that much?” I asked, frowning at her as she let out a little giggle that sent shockwaves of stimulation through me.

The haze of my rut was slowly starting to seep back in again and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I needed her more.

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