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I gape.
Law school? I don't think I've ever heard of an Omega lawyer. I am intrigued.
"You'll be my legal pit bull, setting fear into the hearts of my enemies and outmaneuvering them like you do in chess."
I smile.
I like the sound of that.
]Striking fear into others while beating them at their own game. Yes, I think I see his point; a law career might satisfy me even more than chess does.
"You'll be my partner, Natalia. In everything. And you'll have all the resources and support you need. All you have to do is say yes."
I stare into his piercing blue eyes, and I can't resist the urge to tease him. I wiggle, and the movement causes his cock to press right against my aching clit.
He sucks in a deep breath, and his hands tighten on my thighs.
"I'm not sure." I tilt my head to the side and hum, tapping my finger against my chin in mock thought. "You'll have to convince me."
He growls and stands abruptly, holding me to his chest.
He walks with purpose towards his bedroom.
"Magnus!" I shriek in surprise.
He kicks open his bedroom door, and I get a glimpse of his room, decorated in grays and whites. It's masculine and sophisticated, like him.
The king-sized bed is pristinely made, and a black duvet and several pillows are strewn across the gray bedsheets.
Magnus places me onto the bed and quickly follows, caging me between his strong arms and his massive chest.
"Time to make a choice, Natalia. Are you in or are you out?"
I squeak, eyes wide. Now? I have to choose now?
"I thought it was customary to go on multiple dates first."
He licks at the pulse point in my neck, making my toes curl.
He grunts and mumbles, "A big Valentine's Day romantic date counts as at least three."
A burst of laughter bubbles from my chest. "That was a quick meal, Magnus."
I should be pissed off that he's rushing this, but I don't care. I like that he's pushing me. Challenging me to meet him where he's at.
He wants to claim me. Bite my mating gland and tie us together as bonded mates for life.
"I can't hold back any longer. I've wanted to claim you as mine for years, and having you here in my den is sending my Alpha wild."
I moan as he grinds his hips into me, and his cock rubs against my clit.
"Tell me what you want, Natalia. Tell me your decision," he growls, his voice strained but thick with challenge.
I gasp, and my nails dig into his shoulders.
"Claim me, Alpha. Mark me as yours."
A growl rumbles in his chest, and I swear I hear him whisper 'finally' under his breath.
