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I shuddered, and my pussy squeezed again as if to taunt him into telling me. I gave my head a little shake. He looked at me then, and something else seemed to stare out at me. His eyes were darker, almost black, but a fire lit within them, flickering restlessly. I was prey in the path of a predator and he had me in his sights, but I wanted to be there. I wanted to be seen, to be held, to be claimed. As if reading my mind, he continued.

“They get rutted, claimed, and filled all up again. Expect to spend a lot of time locked on my knot. I’m going to feed you my cum. I’m going to bite and mark you all over your hot little body. Then I’m going to smear my cum over you until every breath you take is saturated with me and only me.”

“Please,” I said. “I want you to.”

Here, shattered, broken down, turned inside out, and stuffed full of cock and knot, I had no sense of worry or fear.

But the peace was gone a heartbeat later as a brutal contraction tore through my womb. My pussy squeezed so violently that it pushed out his knot, his cock slipping free, a great gush of cum and slick pouring out.

“Fuck!” someone growled, only it wasn’t Jace.

Jace growled back, savage, full of rattling menace at the other males in the car, males he’d tolerated before but wasn’t now.

Another savage contraction, and then pinpricks bathed the surface of my skin.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” the other voice growled. “Punch it, for fuck’s sake. She’s going into heat.”

Chapter Twelve

Sloane

I was on fire, burning from within, but it wasn’t a painful thing. Instead, everything extraneous was burned away and there was only him.

“Jace…” I whispered.

“Got you, babe.”

And he did, scooping me up and pulling me out of the car, marching me straight over to the elevator and punching the button.

“We’ll…stay back here,” Dane said, not moving away from the car. “Hold down the fort and…”

“No one comes up to my floor, no one but Ma, not unless there’s a nuclear attack or something.”

“Got it, boss,” Ryder ground out, looking very, very pale. “I’ve got a little beta I need to update anyway.”

That should’ve meant something to me, somehow I knew, but it wasn’t making sense right now. There was only him, who held me tight as we swept into the elevator, his dense woody scent filling the carriage as we got inside. Then ding, ding, ding, up the floors we climbed, until we reached a familiar floor. I didn’t inspect his space this time, just grabbing the hospital gown I’d been given and ripping it off, the buttons skittering across the tiles.

“Omega…” He purred the word, a dark prince happy with the actions of his subject, approving. “I’m going to mark you.”

“Yes.”

“Claim you.”

“Yes, yes, I need that, Jace.”

“And breed your tight little cunt. You’ll swell with everything I give you.” He paused before me, his bare chest gleaming. “You’ll be mine and only mine.”

He stopped for a minute, something I should have taken more notice of, but right then, I was a candle and I needed him to blow me out. I was on fire with need for him, a small whine escaping me as his hands went to his belt, making short work of it until it came free. Material, a barrier I couldn’t tolerate, was pushed aside until brown skin was revealed, making something clench down hard inside me. So by the time he shoved all the way out and his beautiful cock sprang free, I was rigid. I couldn’t move closer, couldn’t touch him, my fingers caught in some kind of cramp.

But I didn’t need to. He swept in, wrapped those massive hands around my arms, and everything inside me turned to liquid fire that followed the broad sweep of his hands up and down my body. Finally, he picked me up and laid me reverently down on the bed, and there he stood, staring at me, a slow grin forming as my body writhed, aching again, my thighs sliding open.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful…” he said, his voice ragged. There he was, so freaking tall, broad, and when his hand wrapped around his cock, giving it a few methodical strokes, thick. The tiny part of me that remained of the old Sloane looked upon this bounty and was a little worried, but my instincts shushed that. I was made for taking him, I knew that deep in my bones. My cunt gushed slick, signalling that readiness.

“The way this works…” He was trying to calmly inform me of the process, but he was hanging by a string too. I heard the shake in his voice, saw it in his hands, the effort it took to keep him back. “I need to claim all of you and you need to claim all of me. I won’t get soft or stop unless you tell me to.”

My thighs rubbed together at that, needing something, anything, and his mind was completely derailed by that. His eyes shone coal black as he stared at me, making me prolong and slow down the gesture. It was a seductive come-hither, or at least that was what it felt like, but he was the alpha so he shook his head.

“I’ll need to come in your mouth.” I nodded at that, feeling saliva pool in readiness. I could almost taste that salty sweetness. “I’ll need to knot your pussy again. Fill you with my cum.” My hand slid down, ready to cup my pubic mound, but he growled his displeasure at that. “And I’ll need to take your arse.”

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