Page 20 of Fractured Fang: Omega

Thankfully, Rick was locked away. But it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.

And with my parents potentially standing in the way of me being happy, truly happy for the first time in a long time, it was too much. All of this was too much.

“I just can’t understand why my dad has to be so difficult,” I said as I thought back to my dad’s horrid expression at seeing me with a paintbrush in my hand. All I wanted to do was provide beauty for the world. Why couldn’t he see that? Anger, disappointment, and a whole lot of unspoken rage filled me. Years worth.

Macs eyes went wide. “He means well, mate. I think—”

I slammed my mouth onto his, launching myself into his arms. I needed my alpha’s touch to make me forget the troubles that stood in our way. Talking could wait. This? This couldn’t. I needed it before I could take another breath.

Macs’s hands trailed down my back until they reached my ass cheeks, and he gripped me, not just letting me melt into him but savoring it.

I moaned against him as I deepened the kiss. This was raw hunger between us. We’d been dancing around each other for days, surviving only on stolen glances. I needed more. How had I thought we were going to be able to go slow?

Lowering my hands, I tugged at my shirt, and we broke apart long enough for him to pull my clothes off—his already blissfully gone.

“You’re sure, mate?” he asked, and that just made me love him more. Make no mistake about it; this was love.

I nodded. “So sure. I want you to make me yours—no, I need you to make me yours.”

He sucked in a breath.

“No claiming bite,” he said with conviction. “Not yet. Soon, my mate. I promise.”

It was a relief he felt that way, too. It wouldn’t have felt right to mark him before he knew everything. That didn’t diminish my need for this.

He pulled me into his arms and kissed my neck. The breakneck speed that brought us together moments ago had slowed. “I can handle that, mate. I just want you. I want you to feel how I care for you, how my body craves you.”

“Yes. All of that.” I closed my eyes and let Macs lead the way.

He swept me into his arms, and we went deeper into the cabin. It had one bedroom with a bed already set up with linens.

Macs settled me on the bed, then covered me with his body. I opened for him. More than anything, I wanted to be covered in his scent.

I let myself get lost in the feel of him. His warmth, his touch, his scent. All of him.

His fingers touched my hole and slick pooled. My body opened and stretched for him, recognizing that he was our alpha. Only he would ever touch us there. I arched my back, opening wider for him.

“Need your cock, alpha, please,” I begged.

Macs locked his lips over mine. His tongue swept into my mouth and tangled with my own. He kissed me hard, his mouth exploring, and I did the same to his. Everything was lips, tongues, and teeth. I wanted more—needed more. I’d never get enough of his taste.

My hips bucked against him, my needy hole seeking his cock, wanting to be filled. He broke our kiss enough to put a pillow under my hips and then line himself up with my entrance, my body pushing back, encouraging him to slide into me. And with one swift motion, he was inside me, his mouth falling back to mine. It was as if he were coming home.

My already hard cock somehow thickened between my legs, and pre-cum beaded at the tip. I knew it wouldn’t take long before I was coming untouched. Just being enveloped in Macs’s scent had me halfway there. It was too good; this was too good.

My alpha overcame my senses. He pounded into me again and again, harder and faster with each thrust, and I met him movement for movement. The world outside us was gone; it was just the two of us, our sweat mixing and the scent of us filling the air.

“Macs! So close.” My voice came out as a breathless whisper.

“Come for me, mate. Spill your cum between us.”

“Oh fuck!” My cock erupted, doing exactly as my alpha asked. Cum splashed onto my stomach.

Macs followed soon after, spilling his seed deep inside me.

He rolled us over until I lay on top of him.

The base of his cock swelled, and I moaned as the pressure pushed against my inner walls. My dick twitched back to life.

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