Page 45 of Fallen Omega

But the kind of desire I’ve never felt or imagined. The only thing close is the other one, Knight, but my desire for him was different. This feels…

This feels like crushing domination.

Worse, I want to be crushed, dominated. Made his.

I want this man to rut in me.

I turn. Look at him.

It’s a mistake.

He’s even worse up close.

Because like this, I’m his willing sacrifice, and what I thought was desire was nothing at all.

He’s pure combustion.

The man—I’m positive he’s the one the woman called Dante. He’s an alpha, yes, but it’s DNA, bone, and soul deep in him. The man leans against the wall, arms folded, eyes half mast, and one leg resting on the wall behind him.

He’s in black. Head to foot.

The devil.

My destruction.

The most potent man I think I’ve ever seen.

I breathe in, and I’m consumed by him.

And even though I’m in bed, my legs shake as I sit up.

“Oh, good,” he says in a dark and sonorous voice edged in sex, “you’re awake.”

Chapter

Ten

Dante

This is one of the most fucking foolhardy things I’ve ever done. Coming down here.Shit. The girl gives off scent like crazy, and it’s hard to fucking think straight.

I’m still mad as fuck at Knight, but I’m beginning to understand the little prick. Because I’m both lying and telling Lizette the truth.

I’m glad because I need to question her.

But honestly, I wish to fuck she still was out for the count. Better yet, I wish she wasn’t here.

She’s too…disturbing.

The girl’s gorgeous with her sweetness of innocence that makes one soft and available and the last one’s exactly what I don’t want. I can’t release her, either. Not yet. Not until her fucking heat’s done and not until we get down to the ground about why she turned up at the club, of all places.

The mark…is something we need to work on, something that’s going to decide the extent of her freedom after her heat. But I do know if we let her go, she’ll be under close watch.

“Y-You must be Dante.”

“Did you come looking for the Trinity? That it? Figured your heat made you so fucking alluring we’d be yours to…what? Manipulate? Have us hand you information for the Council?”

She recoils, and I try to take shallow sips of air, to not breathe in her aroma. But it’s almost impossible because she’s everywhere, coating my skin, sliding down into me, wrapping around my fucking cock. There's a whisper to grab her by the hair and flip her so I can take her hard and deep and long while she’s on her knees and her ass is in the air.

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