Page 63 of Shattered Omega: Part One

“You’re our first, Shatter,” he told me.

“First?” My voice was broken with a stupid, soaring blaze of hope.

Iwas…?

Hecouldbe lying, but I didn’t think he was. I could almostfeelthat conviction, midnight opium surrounding me, absolute and full of a furious want. His piercing yellow eyes were intense, contrasted against dark, rugged skin, even more shadowed by the dim room. “You are the first omega I’ve ever been with,” he breathed. “That I’ve ever wanted.”

I don’t know why that locked my throat the way it did. I don’t know why every single shift of his length within me was suddenly like shots of lightning in my veins.

It took three of his deep thrusts before my body gave in and I finally crested the wave I’d been chasing. I cried out, clutching his arm where he squeezed my breath free of my lungs, and I was unable to take my eyes from the enraptured expression on his face as he watched my body succumb to him.

My eyes rolled back with the most intense feeling of my life, drawn out with each thrust until I felt his knot press against my entrance.

I gasped, scrabbling at his arms, each sound wild. My whole body was made of bolts of electricity. The orgasm was barely over, but he was still thrusting out and in.

“I can’t…” I gasped. I felt as if every nerve was on the brink of exploding.

“You’ll take me, Shatter.”

I jolted in shock as I felt his touch on my clit. I whined, back arching as he began circling it, driving his knot against my entrance.

“I can’t.”I jolted again as he sped up on my clit. I could barely breathe, instead whining pathetically again.

“That perfect cunt of yours is going to take my knot,” he growled. I was trapped beneath him, overwhelmed and completely at his mercy as his knot pressed against me again.

“Dusk…”I begged. I was desperate for… For what?

For himnotto?

It didn’t matter, because he tilted his head back, groaning as he stretched me open around his knot. I cried out again, nails clawing once more as he locked my shaking body against his.

“Fuucckk, Gem,” he groaned, and a second orgasm slammed into me, violent and overwhelming. I stopped fighting him, shuddering and going limp in his grip as the second wave wiped my mind blank. All I knew was a vicious, overwhelming bliss as he came inside me with each thrust of his knot against my walls.

He rocked into me and I shuddered, completely overwhelmed with each movement, more low whines rising in my chest with every breath.

He stroked my hair as I recovered, a trembling mess in his arms. A low vibration started. Was he…? I froze, frowning.

He was purring.

It was strange and soothing, even when nothing about him should be. “Are you ashamed?”

I hugged myself, not answering.

I… didn’t know. We were locked together, and we would be until his knot released me. It was overwhelming. The wrong alpha… But I was exhausted with pleasure I’d never felt, and there was a purr rumbling against me, leaving me with something I’d never had in my life. Something I’d come here in search of.

But I shouldn’t have enjoyed that, and I certainly shouldn’t feel safe.

Confused, was what I was.

His fingers wove through my hair and he shifted up until he was beneath me and I was sitting on top of him again. He made me look into his eyes. “I was going to play with you anyway, Gem, just like the whole world will if you won’t stop it. This time you took something back.”

“No,” I whispered. “You… you drugged me.”

It was the only explanation for any of this.

“I did,” he said with a shrug, letting me go so I had to catch myself on his chest.

“I wouldn’t have done any of that if you hadn’t,” I said.

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