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Yet, seeing how much my scent relaxes her, makes her feel safe, it’s a knife to the gut. I can’t be her safe place. I can’t be anyone’s, because the people who are close to me only get hurt.

And because I’m a fucking jackass, just like she’s been calling me the whole time we’ve been here. I let my anger take control and grip her ass.

She’s not expecting it when I line my cock up to her pussy and thrust inside.

I’m not hurting her. She’s already wet and wanting, so I slide in with ease.

“That's it,” I grunt, slapping her ass as I begin to fuck into her hard and fast. “Take it, Nova. Take my fucking cock. You know you love it. I can feel you dripping down my fucking balls. Your pussy is trying to suck me in, keep me forever isn’t it?” I groan.

Nova moans, clawing at the bed.

My eyes are fixed on hers as I pound into her. The pure bliss on her face. She tries to meet me thrust for thrust, pushing her ass back against me.

“Fuck,” I grunt. “You shouldn’t feel this fucking good. Why?” I growl. “Why are you doing this to me?”

She can’t hear me, too lost in her own pleasure and the frenzy of her heat, as she sobs out her release, coming hard around my cock.

I groan, gripping her ass as I struggle not to knot her and cum right now.

With a snarl, I pull out, making her whine at the loss, as I flip her over onto her back. I force my way between her thighs, gathering her slick on my fingers and shoving them into her mouth.

She gags, eyes widening as tears stream down her cheeks.

“Look at you.” I laugh as I thrust back into her. “A fucking mess. Such a little whore you are, Nova. Your cunt is swollen, used, and filled with my brother's cum. You can’t get enough of our cocks, can you? Nothing is enough. You want, want, want. You don’t care about anything but getting fucked and filled with our cum. Only satisfied for a small time while we’re locked in you, stuffing that greedy cunt with our knots. That's all you’re good for, Nova. A hole to fill, to fuck. A toy. You like being our dirty little toy don’t you?”

The words are harsh, degrading. Yet Nova looks up at me, with her lidded lust-filled eyes, looking at me like I hung the fucking moon, as she sucks eagerly around my fingers like it’s my cock.

It does something to me, shifts something inside me. I don’t like it, not at fucking all.

Lip peeled back, I snarl down at her, as I wrap my free hand around her throat.

“I hate you,” I whisper-hiss as my thrusts turn punishing, frantic. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”

Nova’s eyes roll back as I pop my knot into place, screaming out around my fingers as she cums hard, her pussy gripping me like a vice.

“Fuck!” I roar, my body shuddering as I empty myself inside of her. Wave after wave of my orgasm hits me, cock jerking violently, as I fill her up with my hot cum, to the point it drips out of her pussy and down onto the bed. Even my knot isn’t able to keep it all inside of her.

My chest heaves, heart thundering painfully, as I stare down at this Omega. This Omega I never asked for yet was given.

I don’t want to want her. I don’t want to crave her.

And when I pull my fingers free, body still buzzing from my climax, as sweat drips down my brow, she takes my hand by the wrist, bringing my palm to her lips, placing a soft kiss to the middle and I know... I’m irrevocably and utterly fucked.

She smiles softly, eyes fluttering closed and I stare down at her, lips parted as she takes my hand, cups her cheek with it, and cuddles into my touch before falling asleep.

My chest tightens, making it hard to swallow as I struggle to breathe.

I stay like that long after she falls asleep, before I scoop her in my arms and lay her on my chest.

For the rest of her heat, this possessiveness takes over and I make it really impossible for the guys to have her. Refusing to let her go, to leave her body, needing that connection.

Even though I know this Little Omega will be my downfall.

Chapter 16

Nova

“What are you doing?” Ian’s voice snaps me out of my daydream. My eyes flick over to him, as he sits up in my crappy, little homemade nest. Can’t do much when you're working with what you’ve got, in a house we’ve been trapped in for almost two weeks.

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