Page 34 of Stolen By the Alpha Hunter
Then…I rock against him, just like I rocked against the pillow last night.. His jaw tightens, his knuckles going white where he grips the platform beside my head, every inch of him locked down, straining, fighting for control. I can't stop; I'm moving, whimpering, oh god I'm?—
I come against him, right there on the deck. And when I open my eyes again, he's watching the orgasm play out across my face.
"You’re mine, omega."
His voice is a rasp, a growl, a promise.
"And no one else can claim you."
I don’t hesitate.
"Yes, my alpha."
The words spill out before I can stop them, before I even know I mean them.
"I’m yours."
Something shatters in the air around us.
The other alphas fall silent.
I barely register it.
All I can feel is him—his weight, his heat, the way his scent sinks deeper into my skin with every passing second.
The rain starts to fall again, slow at first, then steadily harder, soaking into my hair, dripping down my bare shoulders.
The eye of the storm is moving past us.
And soon, we’ll need to get inside.
But not yet.
Not while he’s still above me, his whole massive body tense, like he’s holding back the inevitable.
Not while I’m clutching him closer, locking my legs around him, pressing up into the solid, unyielding heat of him.
Not while I’m half-convinced that Javi is going to take me right here on the platform, in front of everyone, hurricane be damned.
Because he could.
He should.
My body wants him to.
But he doesn’t.
He stays still as stone, his brow furrowing, his eyes squeezing shut like he’s in pain, like he’s at war with himself, like he’s one breath away from losing whatever control he has left.
The bite still pulses and burns, sending sharp licks of pleasure through my veins, the craving curling deeper, hotter, sharper.
I want his blood on my tongue.
I want to mark him back.
I want to claim him just as much as he’s claimed me.
I hear a murmur of voices, then the alphas part as their Prime walks through. I only risk a single glance at him before avertingmy eyes in shame, but I realize he looks horribly angry. His fists clench at his sides as Javi gets to his feet, standing over me like I’m his prize, fully naked and god just…huge, even compared to the Prime.
