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Worried he’ll turn this into another session where only I receive pleasure, I reach for the buttons on his shirt, struggling to keep my hands steady. As the cloth falls away from his shoulders, the jagged scab on Liam’s shoulder draws my attention.

Regret shoots through me for stabbing him, and I trace the edge of the wound with trembling fingers. “I’m sorry about this.”

“Hey.” Liam catches my hand and brings it to his lips. “I wear this scar proudly. It means I have a fierce little Omega who won’t back down, no matter what.”

Tears threaten, but I blink them away and lean forward to press a reverent kiss to Liam’s muscular chest. My hand sweeps over the tattoo that covers his right pec, the intricate design holding a story I want to hear. There’s so much about Liam to learn, but all of that can wait for later.

With renewed determination, I work open Liam’s pants, my hands shaking with need as I free his hardcock. The weight drags it down to jut toward me, and I wrap my hand around his thick shaft. The heat of him burns against my palm, my fingers not quite able to encircle its girth.

I remember taking it into my mouth, and then into my body during my Heat, yet it appears larger now than in those fevered memories.

“Stop.” Liam tugs my hand away. “If you keep touching me, I won’t last long.”

“Didn’t you promise to make it so I can’t sit down for a week?” I glare up at him. “Or was that all talk?”

A low growl escapes Liam’s throat. “I did promise that.” He lifts me onto the bed with a predatory grin. “And I’m not holding back today.”

The weight of Liam’s body presses down on top of me as his lips cover mine, his tongue thrusting deep in a claiming kiss. I whimper at the fullness, sucking on him as my hard dick rubs against his stomach with desire.

“God, you’re amazing,” Liam groans, his hands roaming over my body with a hunger that sends shivers through me.

He tweaks my nipples between his fingers, drawing a gasp from me as a bolt of pleasure shoots straight to the aching emptiness of my ass. The sensation only intensifies when his touch drops to myhips, stroking my quivering thighs as he spreads them apart.

“Please, Alpha,” I beg, hoarse with need.

The scent of our arousal fills the room, an intoxicating mix of musk and pheromones that only heighten my desire for him.

Sensing my impatience, Liam grasps behind my knee and pushes it toward my chest. His other hand moves lower, teasing my slick entrance.

“You’re so wet for me, princess,” he murmurs, rough with lust as his fingers thrust inside.

My back arches at the stretch, pleasure streaking up my spine at the intrusion. But it’s not Liam’s fingers I want this time. I need something more, something deeper. I reach between our bodies to grip Liam’s cock with a determination born of desperation.

Gentle concern fills his gaze. “We can take our time.”

“Every night this past week we’ve taken our time, and every night it ends the same way.” I draw my other knee up, tilting my hips in demand. “I want you inside me, Alpha.”

“You’re not ready.”

My hold tightens on his shaft. “Now.”

“All right, princess.” He groans as he takes myhand from him, and he shifts into position. “If that’s what you want.”

The pressure of Liam’s blunt head at my opening draws a relieved whimper from me. He studies my face as he breaches me, the intense stretch burning at the edges of pain.

“Ow!” I hiss, scratching at Liam’s shoulders, unable to handle the discomfort.

He freezes, only partway inside me, and catches my hands, pinning them to the mattress above my head. His lips find my throat, brushing soft, apologetic kisses against my skin. “Sorry, princess, this is why I didn’t want to rush.”

“It didn’t hurt last time,” I protest, my voice strained from the tension coiling in my body.

“You were more open during your Heat,” Liam reminds me gently. “But I’ll make this good for you, I promise.”

He stays still within me, allowing me to adjust to the sensation of him filling me, stretching me beyond what his fingers did. This isn’t my first time, but I’ve never been with an Alpha before, so I didn’t understand the difference.

Kissing and petting me, he whispers, “Relax, princess. Melt for me.”

The pleasure slowly returns, replacing thediscomfort, and my inner muscles relax around him as more slick coats my ass, easing the way.

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