Then, in true Sidney fashion, she was scrambling out of her clothes, not the least bit embarrassed about being demanding.

Fuck, I loved this girl. Though she wasn’t ready to hear that yet.

With a firm grip I moved her back to the cushion before spreading her legs for me. The sight of her glistening pussy was almost enough for me to come in my pants like a teenager.

One swipe of my tongue had her crying out, the sounds falling from her lips as I tasted every inch of what was mine, waseven better. I was rock hard and aching but the need to make her come was winning out.

“Fuck,” she gasped. “Leo.”

“Say my name again,” I ordered, gently biting my teeth down on her clit as I slid a finger into her core.

“Leo!” This time it was loud, ringing out in the empty room around us as I added a second finger, curling them slightly as I slid them in and out of her as I continued to devour her.

She tasted like honey and sin, so sweet and that scent of clean air, fig, and a hint of jasmine filled my senses even more.

Her scent was truly dormant, not broken as she thought, and I couldn’t wait for her to realize how wrong she was.

With one last pump of my hand, she was clenching around me. Her whimpering cries intensified as I fucked her through the orgasm, trying to stretch it out and drive her crazy in the best way.

When her body relaxed against the velvet, chest heaving and eyes dazed, I finally pulled my hand free. Her eyes focused on my movement as I lifted my slick coated fingers to my lips, swirling my tongue around the glistening digits as I cleaned every last drop I could find.

“Tell me you’re going to fuck me now?” she begged. “I need more.”

I pulled her up so she was standing, steadying her before dropping my own clothes. Her hot gaze trailing over me, biting her lip and appreciation shining in her green eyes, had me pausing for a second before scooping her up.

She gasped, instinctively wrapping her legs around me as I pinned her to the wall. I couldn’t wait anymore, the ache in my balls almost unbearable now. I lined myself up, teasing over her swollen sex before pushing into her.

Her head fell back against the wall as I bottomed out. We rested there, bodies slick with sweat and breathing ragged, enjoying the feeling of our connection.

But Sidney wasn’t a patient woman. She shifted her hips, my eyes rolling back at the feel of her tight heat clenching around me.

I pulled my hips back, before snapping them forward again, setting a punishing pace that had us both losing our minds.

“Say you’re mine, Sidney. I want to hear it,” I ordered, practically begging her to believe me. Because after this, I would be ruined for any other omega.

It was only her.

“I’m yours,” she said, the words wavering slightly.

“Again,” I demanded. “Tell me this is real, that you’re mine, then I’ll let you come.”

She whimpered, hips slamming against mine with each thrust as she fought with herself. Our eyes locked together and I tried to tell her without words that I was claiming her, that she was mine.

“Yours,” she finally agreed, this time confidence ringing in them.

I would make sure she continued to believe me every fucking day, because there would be no going back now.

Sidney

Iwatched from the doorway as my mother shoved clothes and belongings into the old, worn suitcase she’d tugged down from the attic. Each item she slammed into the case let out a thud that had me flinching over and over again.

My father didn’t fight or beg, he stood in the hallway watching it much like I did, his face expressionless.

His hands rested in tight fists at his side. It wasn’t the site of an aggressive alpha, but a defeated one.

My heart pounded painfully in my chest, my pulse thundering in my ears making it impossible to hear the words she was throwing at him until I took a few breaths to calm down, just like Mama Whitaker taught me.

“I never wanted this life, you did. This town is too small, these walls too faded, and you’re too fucking cold.” The last word was screamed, her voice high pitched and rasping as it echoed off the walls.