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“I want my scent all over you,” I tell her. “Want every fucking part of you dripping alpha by the time I’m done.”

“You’ll have it,” she promises. “Just don’t stop.”

Idon’t.

I don’t let her rest. I don’t give her time. I fuck her like she wasbuiltfor it.

“You feel that?” I grunt. “Your sweet little Omega cunt’s milking my cock like itknowswho I am.”

She gasps, pushing back against me like she can’t stand even an inch of space between us.

“You want more?”

“Yes - fuck, Lucian, I wanteverything -”

“Then you’lltakeit,” I growl against her ear, voice dark and cracked with feral hunger. “You begged for this the second you opened your thighs, so you don't get to whimper now, Omega. Youfucking take it."

One hand slides up her body - finding her throat, pinning her in place with nothing but the weight of my palm and the promise of it - while the other roams lower, cupping the firm swell of her ass, squeezing possessively.

“My messy little Omega." I trace my thumb down the cleft, feeling the slick already running everywhere, soaking her skin, dripping down her thighs. “Look what I’m doing to you.”

Her hips rock back against me, desperate, her body begging for more.

I scoop some of her slick with my fingers - all sticky and hot - and smear it over her tight little rim, thumbing it in slow, deliberate circles as I fuck her harder, deeper, rougher.

She jerks at the first brush, a high, gasping sound punching out of her.

“Yeah, you feel that?” I murmur, breath hot against her ear. “You’re not just going to take me here -”

I thrust deep, punctuating the words.

“- you’re gonna take meeverywhere.”

I press my thumb more firmly against her ass, feeling her whole body flutter around it, so fuckingreadywithout even knowing.

"One day, Omega," I rasp, my voice splintering as I keep working her open, fucking her, holding her, wrecking her, "I’m going to be buried in both your holes. Knot your cunt while I stretch your ass around my fingers. Fill you so full you can’t tell where one bond ends and the next one begins."

“Oh mygod,” she groans, her voice filled with pure desire.

"But tonight," I pant, hips slamming against her, cock grinding even deeper, "tonight you get my knot in the only place that matters."

I rub my thumb over her ass again, teasing the tight muscle even as my cock pistons harder, dragging wrecked cries from her throat with every punishing thrust.

"You let them have you first," I rasp, grinding deeper, rougher, the bed rocking under us, "and yet here you are. Bent forme.Crying forme.Dripping forme."

I snap my hips forward, hard enough to make the bed frame creak dangerously.

“Say it,” I demand, wrapping my hand around her throat. “Tell me who you fucking belong to.”

My hips keep on snapping forward with intent, each slam of my cock an invasion, a punishment, a fuckingsignature. Her legs are struggling to hold her, her body jerking under the force of each harsh thrust.

And though her breath hitches, her voice doesn’t waver.

“Lucian -” she gasps. “I’myours.”

I slam into her. Once. Twice.

A deep, ruthless rhythm that pounds her into the wall.

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