Page 22 of Shattered Omega: Part Two

Ransom was fully alert now, pupils blown as he watched us. He was tense. I could see that, as if her answer here would seal my fate one way or another.

And I knew what it would be.

I withdrew from her entirely and her low moan set every one of my instincts on edge, leaving them clawing at me to fix whatever made her so sad. I loved that she could do that to me. I was long broken, but Shatter made me feel like an alpha in a way no other omega could.

There was a pause as I nudged her slick entrance with my tip, and she shuddered. The ragged whisper came at last, almost impossible to hear. “Please.”

A smile lit on my face. “Please what, Gem? Say it.”

I heard her swallow, and there was another pause. Her golden skin glistened with sweat, lit with goosebumps as she trembled. “Please… knot me.”

The rumble in my chest was involuntary as I slammed back in. Her eyes went wide as the breath rushed from her lungs. She was liquid, completely wrecked as she gave in to me. “My poor little omega,” I growled, gripping her hips and driving into her brutally. “Begging me to fill your perfect cunt.” For three strokes, I fucked her so deep that she loosed little squeaks, leaving her a scrambling, desperate mess.

I felt stars light in my veins again, and I straightened, dragging her back against me by her neck so she could look Ransom right in the eyes. She let out a breath of shock as she saw him, but it was stifled by her moan as I stretched her fully over my knot.

“You feel so fucking amazing.” I needed him to see she loved my praise as much as she liked my punishment. “Show him how beautiful you are when you come apart on my knot.” I pinned her to my chest by her neck, and she clutched my forearm as I circled her clit with my other hand, all the while rutting her deep.

She shuddered, body seizing me as she desperately clawed at my arms.

Ransom had heard what she’d said.

“You’re ours.” A purr rumbled deep in my chest, and she let out another moan, still struggling against me as I rutted her and circled her clit. “Perfect, and beautiful, and everything we’ve ever dreamed of.”

I thought the sound she made might have been half a sob, but then all thoughts wiped from my mind as she came over my knot, sending me into the throes of my own mind blowing orgasm.

She curled up when I sagged onto the bed, burying her face in my arms and refusing to look at Ransom, who still watched like a lost puppy. I loved the way she squirmed when my purr rumbled to life again, and with my chest against her back, I knew it must send vibrations all the way down her spine and into her core.

She wasn’t done.

We would be locked together for a while. With my purr still the only sound in the air, I dropped my fingers between her thighs and began playing with her some more.

Shatter grabbed the pillow and tugged it against her face, and Ransom looked utterly unsure.

“You made him better, Gem,” I breathed in her ear, circling her clit slowly.

She wriggled against me, and I had to bite my lip at how good she felt on my cock.

“You fixed him when no one else could.”

Shatter fought to stifle a low moan in her chest.

Locks of dark auburn hair swung past olive skin as Ransom's green eyes remained fixed on her. The look in his eyes broke my heart. I felt what he was feeling. A flash of sorrow for the time he’d lost.

Missing time once more.

And I think he knew he’d missed something huge.

I leaned down, nudging her hair back and tugging the pillow from her grip. I drew her neck into an arch so she had nowhere else to hide as I sped up on her sensitive clit and pressed my teeth to her neck. Not a proper bite, but it was enough to send her over the edge—because she would deny it to the ends of the earth, but my claim was the one thing she couldn’t fight.

Shatter wanted it more than she hated me, and it melted her every time.

“My gift,” I breathed as Ransom watched her come apart before his eyes. I fought my groan at how fucking amazing that felt.

Shatter was a gift beyond our wildest dreams. One that might mean he wouldn’t lose one more day for what he’d sacrificed.

Ransom swallowed, seeking Shatter’s gaze, but she was still pressed against me, eyes squeezed closed.

“I chose her,” I told him, letting him feel my conviction.

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