Page 82 of Filthy Royal

Omega instincts coiling low in her belly, she bent at the knees; her folds dampening as she dropped to all fours on the dirty floor, preparing for her Alpha.

Her chest heaved as her back arched. Her thighs grew slick, the ache inside her a relentless yearning that escalated with each obstacle he took out to be with her.

She needed her Alpha. Needed him to rut and breed her.

Just as he was always meant to do.

A guard appeared out of nowhere, his eyes red, triggered into rut by the same aggression that held them all in its grip.

He grabbed her by her hair and dragged her down the corridor, away from the others. “Always… wanted… a piece.”

Rising to her knees, she bared her teeth. Clamped her hands around his wrist. And let the darkness take him.

She belonged to Damien.

No one else touched her.

Focused on her Alpha, she settled back into position, tracking every flex of his carved muscles as he took out the rest of the guards one by one. He was so strong. So perfect.

Four planetary rotations ago, he’d been a force to be reckoned with. But now, he was unmatched.

And he was hers.

The rest of the battle lasted only a few heartbeats, then silence descended.

Satisfaction slammed through her.

Now it would happen. Now he would take her.

Arching her back, she wiggled her bottom, summoning her Alpha home.

With a growl, he launched himself toward her. “Mine.”

Yes!

A taser shot flared between them.

Scarlett hissed in fury.

Damien roared, his wild-eyed stare narrowing as he honed in on the younger dark-haired Alpha only a few lengths away, a fresh bruise blooming on his jaw. “That was a warning shot. You two need to pull it together and come back to yourselves.”

Her Alpha grunted, menace pouring off him as he stalked toward the other male.

“Okay, keep it calm. I know it’s not one of your strong suits, big guy, but let’s think this through.” The younger male backed away. “You managed to put these guards down, but more with lasers will be coming. Numbers that even you won’t be able to handle. They’ll keep interrupting. Keep preventing you from fucking her.”

Her Alpha snarled.

“Right. I get it. That won’t work for you.” The younger Alpha’s tone was low, coaxing. “So how about you take her away from here? To a den, maybe? Some place where there’ll be no interruptions. Then you can rut and knot her at your leisure. We got what we needed, after all.”

“Yes. Safe.” With a single leap, Damien reached her. He lifted her from the ground and tossed her over his shoulder. “Mine.”

Scarlett wiggled in protest. She wanted his cock. Here. Now.

Smack.His palm landed on her bottom. “Soon, Omega.”

She mewled louder.

He growled low in return, his hand covering her ass cheek as he turned and ran, bounding along the corridor, through a busted door, and down a flight of stairs.

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