Page 55 of Fall of the Alpha

“This is your last chance to flee.” Malachi bared his teeth at her in some semblance of a smile.

Bella sniffed derisively. She gave him a dark look, sitting up beside him in the nest she’d made for them. The sheets and cushions were currently in disarray from their latest bout of passion.

“I am starting to think you’re trying to get rid of me.”

“Never.” He said it swiftly and firmly, the word ringing far truer than his offer to allow her to escape a life with him. Reaching for her, he pulled her atop him. His green eyes glowed up at her, and she leaned down over him as his hands slid up her sides to her breasts. “I said it’s your last chance, not mine.”

His hands closed over her breasts, and she closed her eyes, arching and shuddering as heat flashed through her.

“You can leave now or never.” His fingers toyed with her nipples.

Bella opened her eyes, looking down at him. The need rising inside her was hotter, more demanding than before. She was quite sure a true heat was coming soon, within days, perhaps.

“I choose never,” she said. If he needed the reassurance, she would give it to him.

Shifting her hips, she felt his thick cock beneath her and guided the tip to her entrance so she could impale herself on him. His growl ripped through the air as she took him inside her, his hips thrusting upward to meet her. The slick gushed, coating his cock and his groin as her muscles clenched around him. His fingers tightened, squeezed, massaging her breasts as she began to move up and down, riding him with sensual deliberation.

The ache in her body flared, and she writhed atop him, pushing her breasts against his hands, shuddering as she rubbed her clit against his growing knot. She slammed herself down against it, trying to force it into her body, and he growled, the vibrations rippling through her. Another gush of slick coated the thick base, allowing her to push the bulge into herself. She cried out, her muscles tightening around it, squeezing, sucking at him.

She found herself spinning, rolling, now under him as he thrust in hard, shuddering as his knot fully lodged itself inside her, her Omega muscles pummeling his senses with ecstasy.

As she felt him swell inside her, Bella lifted her head, clamping her teeth around the base of his neck where it met his shoulders and bit deep.

A claiming mark.

A mating mark.

She felt his shock, felt his jerk, then he howled with emotion.

Teeth sank into her shoulder in the same spot, both of them exploding in ecstasy as the marks were laid.

Her wolf.

His queen.

Carina

The mating ceremonies were not that different, Carina thought, as she watched her daughter pledge herself to Malachi and him to her. However, no zone ceremony had ever had a pair that showed off matching bite marks on their shoulders. She found herself slightly horrified but also fascinated.

Her fingers moved over the paper in her hands.

The note from her mate.

Please come home.

But she did not want to. And not only because her daughter was here.

Life was… more here. More dangerous. More free. She was able to choose what she wanted to do with her life, with her body.

She might be an Omega.

Did she want to be an Omega?

Malachi had given her suppressors, as requested. So far, she had taken them faithfully every day.

Until yesterday.

It wasn’t too late. She could take one today. Get back on the schedule.

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