When we finished, James pulled a blanket over the omega and kissed her forehead. "Sleep, omega."
She nodded her head, her eyes already drifting closed, her body utterly relaxed, as she fell into a restful sleep.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-ONE
SOPHIA
I was on fire. Burning alive from the inside out. Every muscle I tried to move screamed with a need I wasn't familiar with.
A soft moan left my lips and I turned over, finding a hard body to my side. Instantly, I spread my thighs, throwing one leg over the body and shifting back and forth. The relief was instant.
Alpha. Mine.
My omega was pleased and instantly began to purr, a sound that bubbled up my throat and escaped my lips. I wanted to taste him. I needed to lick him. I had to feel every bit of his skin against mine. I was naked, but it was too much and not enough. I needed the friction of skin. Had to know what he felt like between my thighs.
Between my thighs? Shit... I'd never had thoughts like that before.
Beside me, a growl rumbled from my alpha, a sound so feral my body quivered, causing a whimper to escape me. I dared to open my eyes, squinting against the bright light that was streaming in, and staring straight into the alpha's face.
"Her pupils are dilated," he rumbled. "Fuck."
I slid my body against his thigh again. The contact was so damn delicious. "Alpha."
My voice was nearly a whine, and he reached up, his hand going to my hair and pulling at the strands as he lowered his head close to mine. "Omega. I need you to listen to me."
His voice washed over me, driving my omega wild.
Mine. Ours. Mate. Mount.
All I could hear were chants in my mind, screaming from my omega, begging, wanting her alpha something fierce.
The alpha's fingers snapped in front of me, bringing my focus back. "Omega!" I nodded, unable to speak. "Your heat started. I need your permission to help you."
I nodded again.
"I need your words," he demanded.
I groaned. "Yes."
He sat up, his fingers gripping my thighs. He had slept naked next to me, all three of them had, and now I found I couldn't tear my eyes away. The alpha was a large man, his build bigger than I'd seen before. And his cock, all swollen, red and angry with need, made my mouth water, even when terror threatened to overtake me.
How?
How was something that large going to fit in my body?
Mate him. Mount him. Knot. Knot. Knot.
My omega didn't care how the alpha would fit, only that he did. And soon. Her words were relentless, her demands unwavering. She needed him. I needed him. My body was screaming; it was so damn sensitive, and if he could take that away, if only for a while...
"Omega. This first time will hurt, and I'm sorry. I can't be gentle. I'm barely holding back. I promise I'll be tender a different time. We've got our whole life for this. Understand?"
"Yes," I swallowed, my core literally seeping with slick, soaking the bed below us. "Do it."
Even as I said the words, I hadn't registered what they meant until the alpha leaned over me, his hand gripped my thigh, then he thrust forward. I screamed, the pain slicing through me a momentary distraction from all the need that had coiled in my core.
My fingers clawed into his back, and he cursed as I said, "I can't."
