“So eloquent,” I teased.
I reached down to grab his length and sank down on it in one smooth motion. We both groaned and I collapsed forward, pressing our lips together. The kiss was messy, his tongue having no finesse as he bucked up into me with his arms restrained helplessly above his head. “Freya, fuck,” he groaned.
His hips stuttered to a stop, cock twitching inside me as he emptied.
Grinning, I began to ride him before he’d had a chance to recover. I was lucky that Alphas rarely went soft in the presence of Omegas until a couple orgasms had been had, whether I was in heat or not. Considering how many orgasms I could wring out of my men on an average day, I had no idea how one Alpha could be able to satisfy an Omega on their own during a heat.
Their cock would end up raw.
Then again, an Omega only having one Alpha was a new age practice encouraged by greedy men who didn’t like to share, despite it being the way nature intended.
“Where do you want to claim me?” I asked breathlessly, staring down at him.
His handsome face was still new to me; I was trying to memorize every angle and curve. Right now his pupils were heavily dilated, a sheen of sweat starting to form on his brow and little wisps of curly hair sticking to it. “Neck,” he grunted.
Fangs poking at his bottom lip, he strained at his bonds. Typical that the vampire would want to claim my neck. So long as he didn’t try to leave a bond mark on my gods damned arm. I couldn’t help but glance down at the mark on my wrist from Emmett, wondering if he could feel everything I felt right now or if he’d shut down access to my emotions. He’d definitely know when Ozzy claimed me. Was I supposed to check in with him first, before taking another mate? It was hard to know, because we weren’t mates in the traditional sense yet. Common courtesy probably said to tell him.
I’d never been one for courtesy.
Whispering a spell, I released his wrists from their bindings and his hands came to my skin instantly. Fiery hot arousal gathered in the pit of my stomach, and when he flipped us so he was on top I breathed a sigh of relief. I brought a finger down to rub my clit, trying to ride the edge between ecstasy and teasing until the moment he bit me.
“Can I take some blood?”
Groaning, I nodded and bared my neck. He’d been avoiding drinking from me since he’d first woken up. It was easy to see he didn’t trust himself, not after he’d marked Nolan in a haze of bloodlust. Now it didn’t matter. We wouldn’t be leaving this room unmated either way.
“Angels above, little fin, this fucking soft, pale skin… I can’t wait until everyone sees my claim when they look at it.”
“So do it. You know I’m not patient.”
“And yet you’re waiting so patiently to come.”
I growled and he laughed, but leaned down to press his lips to my neck. Each thrust into me was deep and hard-hitting, jostling my body. I clung to him with my arms and legs wrapped, desperate for every possible inch of our bodies to be touching. When he bit me, I didn’t want to know where I ended and he began.
His teeth grazed me and I cried out, my fingers stalling as I tried to stop the orgasm nearly overtaking me. My denial didn’t last long, because he struck moments later, fangs puncturing the skin so he could take long drags.
The first time he’d taken a bite of me, it had felt clinical. He came at the taste, but none of the endorphins had been running through my body, save for the normal heat arousal. This was different. This time I screamed my pleasure as I came on his cock, convulsing on the bed. My blood ran hot, all rushing toward him. It was like I belonged to him, and he hadn’t even claimed me yet. He was only feeding.
From the way he was groaning, it affected him similarly. He didn’t come again, but he came close. His thrusts were frantic, each one shorter than the last as he tried to keep himself deep inside me. “Knot me,” I panted, digging my heels into his ass. “I need it.”
He didn’t turn me down. On his next thrust he paused, still taking long drags from my neck. I worked myself hastily onto his knot, my slick drenching it. Locked together, we both moaned. “Now claim me, Ozzy,” I murmured, bringing one hand to his hair and keeping him close to my neck.
His fangs slipped from me, tongue licking the wounds closed. There wasn’t any indecision in him as he kissed the skin, trailing his lips until he found the perfect spot. And then…
Sharp, quick pain.
It morphed into pleasure within seconds, and I got my earlier wish. With me clenching around his knot, I didn’t know where either of us began or ended.
Pressing my face into the crook of his neck, my teeth pierced his skin again, refreshing my Omega bond and making it permanent.
My orgasm shattered me, leaving me desperate for more of him, so desperate I worried I was going into heat again. He was shattered too, coming for far longer than I’d ever seen anyone orgasm. By the time he released my neck, I wasn’t sure how many times he’d actually come. Fuck, I wasn’t sure how many times I’d come either. It was all a blur of pleasure.
Oswald collapsed down on top of me, trying to keep most of his weight off me. We would be joined for a while, so he might as well get comfortable. I could handle him. My arms dragged him closer and I was oddly comforted by his weight on me.
“You’re very demanding,” he mumbled eventually.
I laughed. “You gave me what I wanted.”
“How was I supposed to turn you down when your requests were things like ‘knot me’ and ‘claim me’? You’re right that I can’t feel a single regret in you. There aren’t even any regrets about Emmett, and I was expecting they might be lingering.”
