Page 50 of Shades of Scars

“Shit, omega, that’s it. So good for me. So greedy for my cock, aren’t you? You fucking have it,mo chroí. You will have it any time you want.” I moan around his cock at all those dirty words he’s spewing. I forget that Kate is in this apartment with us until I hear her fist bang rapidly on the thin wall that separates our rooms.

“This is not fair, you horny bitch!” She calls out, but I am too far gone to care. Caito chuckles, the sound vibrations carrying through all the way to the back of my throat, and I groan again.

“I think we better make this quick,mo chroí. Before your roommate decides to join us. Plus, I really should be getting ready to take you to the pack house.” He doesn’t give me time to protest before he curls forward, grabbing me and yanking me up his body.

Kate’s fist slams against the wall again as I scream when Caito slams me down on his cock. The stretch is just as exquisite as I’d imagined it would be. It burns in the best fucking way, but the new gush of slick that follows the intrusion quickly lubes up the way for him to pick up the pace quickly.

My nails are gouging into his chest so hard I know I’m going to leave at least bruises behind, but he doesn’t seem to care as he thrusts up into me with wild abandon. With each downward spiral, I feel his knot bumping my entrance, and I want it so damn bad I’m nearly sobbing.

“Knot, knot, knot!” I start to chant, drowning out the sound of Kate’s yelling from the other side of the wall. His grip is punishing on my hips, and I bite my lip at the thought of him leaving fingerprint bruises on my skin. The idea of him marking me in any way is so damn appealing, I nearly lose my damn mind. “Fuck, I want to bite you.” I snarl, grinding down into him with each upward thrust.

I’m already so damn close. “Bite me all you want,mo chroí. I will wear your mark with pride.”Fuck. He really shouldn’t have said that. I am bouncing up and down on my alpha’s cock, knot throbbing and dangerously close to slipping past my entrance to lock us together. I cannot think about sinking my teeth into the underside of his jaw like I want to.

But I can’t fucking help myself. It’s almost like a haze passes over me. Without a second thought, I take his words to heart. I reach out, gripping his hair to yank him upwards until his chest is flush with mine. He snarls, but then the sound tapers off to aroar of pure alpha pleasure the moment my teeth sink into the underside of his jaw. Right where my inner omega has chosen.

Euphoria bursts through me like a firecracker, blocking out everything for a long few seconds. His hips stutter, and then I am screaming when that glorious knot of his slips past my natural omega barriers. Then, we are locked into place. He’s roaring again, spilling himself deep inside of me, and the stretch of the knot is enough to send me over the edge with him.

I shatter apart to the feeling of our partial bond snapping into place. He doesn’t bite me back like I know he wants to. I want to feel sad about that, but I know it’s for the best. There are so many things we need to overcome before we can fully solidify our bonds.

It takes several long minutes for the both of us to come down from our high. He holds me against his chest, hands stroking all over my body with reverence. I feel tears pricking at my eyes when I get the echoes of his emotions down the partial bond between us.

“You shouldn’t have told me to bite you.” I say it, but I don’t really mean it. He chuckles, pulling back from me so he can look into my eyes. A solitary tear escapes, and he catches it before it can get very far. There’s just something about the action that makes the walls around my heart crack even further.

“You are my omega. My pack’s omega. You can bite me whenever, and wherever, the fuck you want.” Then he shocks the hell out of me when he leans forward and runs his tongue over the unwanted bond mark on my bare shoulder. “And when the time comes, I’ll end the bastard that put this mark here, then I will replace it with my own.”

Andgod fucking damn, I believe him.

“You are so much trouble.”

31

Scarlett

I’m totally knot drunk while riding up in the elevator that will take us to the top floor penthouse suite of the pack’s building. I also can’t stop casting glances over at Caito to admire my handiwork on the underside of his jaw. Kate flipped the hell out when we rocked up out of my nest and she spotted the mark, but I think she’s mostly happy for me. Maybe a little sad, because she knows I’m that much closer to permanently moving out.

Some of my nervous energy returns as the death trap comes to a halt, dinging to indicate we’ve reached our destination before the doors slide open. Kate’s reaction to the bond mark is the least of my concerns. I’m more worried about how the other three alphas are going to take it.

Especially Wren.

As pack lead, would he be pissed I’d marked Caito before him? I’ve never truly been a part of a pack, so I don’t really know how these things are supposed to work.

Hand in hand, Caito guides me out of the elevator and over to their front door. It swings open before Caito can open it with the code he’d made me memorize earlier, and my heart plummets at the sight of Wren’s very pissed off sister. I haven’t seen her since that day at the club when she’d confronted me in front of Apollo, but she’s just as deadly gorgeous as ever.

Eyes obsidian dark with anger pierce through me the moment she spots me underneath Caito’s protective arm. He shifts in front of me slightly, cutting off Raven’s view, and the alpha female snarls. My back snaps ramrod straight, just barely managing to swallow down a pathetic omega whine when she starts drowning me in seriously pissed off alpha rage pheromones.

Feeling brave, I peer around Caito to spy her glaring at the mark I’d left on his skin. “I thought you were smarter than this, Archer.” She gestures to it, but all he does is cross his arms over his chest, leveling her with an unimpressed look.

“I will never be Wren, Raven. I don’t give a flying fuck what you think. I only tolerate you around me because I respect my pack brother. I’ve already told him numerous times that you’re just a snake in the grass that needs to be taken care of. Be thankful he loves you so damn much, otherwise I would be happy to gouge out your eyeballs for every time you’ve glared at my omega with disdain.”

Raven snarls, her alpha energy and dominance whipping out, nearly knocking me to my knees. Caito isn’t phased by it at all, though. “This will come back and bite you in the ass, Archer. Mark my words. I hope she’s worth it when shit finally hits the fan. It’s obvious that none of you have a lick of common sense.”

She shoves past him after that, baring her teeth at me when I catch her eye as she storms away towards the elevator. Caito doesn’t so much as look back at her before he pulls me through the door she left open. It isn’t until we are inside the penthouse foyer, the door closed firmly behind us, that I’m able to take my first full breath since we came face to face with her.

“Fuck, she’s crazy scary.” I mutter, rubbing a hand down my face in an attempt to shake off the effects of her alpha energy.

Caito’s teeth grind, showing the first sign of his irritation now that she’s gone. “She’s a nuisance. One that I wish Wren wouldcut loose before she does something to force my hand. I really don’t want to have his sister’s death on my conscience.” He takes my hand again, and I watch in awe as the tension practically melts out of him with the contact.

I want to ask what her deal is, but I’m not sure I care to know. It’s obvious that Wren loves his sister, but it’s hard to understand from an outsider’s perspective why he puts up with her if she’s like this constantly.

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