Page 1 of Your Wild Omega

Chapter one

Red

The feral alpha’s fangs punch down into my skin.

“Zaz—aaaack!” I scream as pain explodes through my shoulder. But my cry becomes a moan as the agony melts into a volcano of desire that floods from my chest to my pussy in thick, relentless waves. The static presence of my alpha slides from my brain down into my soul, firmly lodging as an awareness in my chest.

I rescued him out of prison, and now I’ll never be alone again.

Neither will he.

The sensation’s too intense to bear, and I shudder through a powerful, orgasmic quake. Slick runs down my inner thighs as I pant for breath. Zazu purrs against my shoulder without letting go, and each vibration sends fresh thrills through my core. Fire ignites in my body and for a moment I think I’m going into heat again, but it settles into a softer, tingling sensation.

I feel alive.

My alpha’s presence sings within my chest.

Tears slide down my cheeks as understanding dawns. I was never crazy. All along, I’ve been able to hear the faint echo of a mate bond. I was born with a gift, not a curse. One that ensured I’d eventually find my pack. And I just located the last one.

The onslaught of Zazu’s chaotic emotions pouring through me makes me gasp. The sensation pools in my awareness: raw, powerful, and unfiltered. I spasm with the intensity. If I hadn’t spent years with the presence of others in my mind, this might drive me insane for real. His powerful essence batters at me, searching for control but also begging for affection.

I know that feeling.

The bond snaps into place and his shock crashes over me. He still hasn’t released his bite, unwilling to be separated. His teeth grip my skin, every shudder pouring fresh oil on the fire of my lust. My core aches.

I need him, all of him, more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life. This man knows the utter depths of pain and the void of loneliness. Others abused him relentlessly, and it stole his sanity. But through it all, he hasn’t lost a single spark of wildness.

He’s a chaos creature just like me.

A knock rattles on the truck’s back door. “Red, you okay in there?” Lionel, the vehicle's driver, calls.

Zazu growls at the noise. The vibrations of his warning travel through me and clamp around my throbbing pussy.

“Yeah. I-I think so,” I gasp out. It’s hard to talk with a man’s teeth buried in your shoulder. I dig my fingers into Zazu’s arms to focus. “Um, I think now’s a g-good time to start his tr-training.” No way am I leaving my alpha alone now, but that requires staying in the truck all night.

My body quivers with energy and my eyelashes flutter from the hot pulses as I mentally list our supplies. I brought a blanketfor Zazu, plus water, snack bars, and a bucket for extra needs. That will do us for now.

My alpha’s desperation to keep me close explodes through my chest, coupled with terror that if he lets go, I’ll vanish, destroying this startling new development—the tingling sensation in his chest.

I’m not going anywhere. But Zazu can’t understand my words, so I’ll have to show him with actions.

“Lock us in, will you, Lionel?” I call.

“Are you sure?” My driver’s voice deepens with concern. “Could get cold in there.”

“Yep, I’m sure.” Cold? I’m burning up. It’s over a hundred degrees in Zazu’s arms.

He growls another warning, sending delicious friction vibrating into my shoulder and chest. Electricity pumps in my veins like live voltage. I grind softly against his knee, my breaths short and shivery.

This is all new to him, but as I suspected, the instinct deep within guides my alpha. He slips his hands under my clothes, looking for more contact. His chilly fingers burn my back, startling a fresh gasp out of me.

“Lock the door,” I call desperately. I’m exactly where I want to be, minus Lionel hovering nearby when we take this bonding to the next level.

“Um, okay, but—” Lionel stammers, clearly not liking this plan. “You know you won’t be able to get out until I come back in the morning?”

“That’s f-fine,” I stutter as Zazu’s exploration reaches my bra strap. The plaster cast on his arm scrapes my waist with every movement. “We’ll be fine. Good night.” Fine hardly describes it. I’m pulsing all over, ready for my alpha.

The heavy lever on the back door thumps into place, and I breathe a sigh of relief. This gorgeous alpha is all mine for tonight. I’ll worry about the consequences tomorrow.

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