Page 105 of Two For the Show
It’s day five of her heat, and I think she’s on the verge of coming out of it. We should arrive in Florida today, which means it’s almost time for her to face the monsters of her past.
But she won’t be alone.
We’ll be beside her, supporting her as she grabs her freedom. As she fights for the right to make her own decisions.
“Hey, Alpha,” she says softly, crawling on top of me and burying her nose in my throat. “You smell good.”
My scent has changed since we bonded, and I love it. I love that she marked me as hers.
I just plain love her.
I never thought I’d be a sappy sort of guy, but I am, at least when it comes to her.
She whines, wiggling on top of me, and I bite my lip to hide my grin. “Do you need something, Omega?”
“Please.”
That one word is enough to undo me. I could never deny her anything.
I pull the front of my briefs down, my cock already hard from the needy pheromones she’s pumping out. Her rich black forest cake scent makes my mouth water.
As she slides onto my cock, slick and ready for me, I grip her hips so tightly I worry she’s going to bruise. It wouldn’t be the only mark she has.
Her neck is covered in little bite-sized bruises and hickeys, her thighs and hips covered in fingerprint-sized purple spots from where we’ve held her tightly the last few days.
I didn’t escape unscathed, either. I have scratches on my arms and back, and my lip is a little swollen from where she chomped down on it too hard last night.
She undulates her hips, grinding against me as I guide her back and forth, picking her up and dropping her down every few seconds. While I may have started this heat unprepared for what it meant, unsure of my skills in the bedroom, I’ve gotten a crash course.
I haven’t shared her, and I don’t know if I ever will, but I’ve watched as she fucked the others, and wasn’t able to keep my hands off my cock. Something about watching her reach her peak, how she throws her head back in pleasure, and her toes curl, is irresistible.
I’ll never tire of the sounds of her enjoyment.
My knot aches with the need to be sheathed inside her, squeezed by her tight, wet heat.
“Give me your knot,” she pants, clearly on the same wavelength as me. “Now, Dex.”
I cannot deny her anything.
Hands on her hips, I punch up as I pull her down, and she stretches around my knot, sucking me in greedily. As she throbs around me, I find my release, and my knot grows to full size, locking us together.
As she collapses on my chest, I can feel the heat receding from her skin and the tension leaving her body. After a few minutes, she sighs dreamily.
“I think I’m done,” she says quietly against my collarbone. “I feel better.”
“I’m glad, Alex.” I kiss the top of her head and run my hand up her spine. “This was intense.”
“I knew it’d be worse than normal because of the FOS and suppressants, but I wasn’t expecting this, if I’m being honest. I should’ve, as a doctor, known what was going to happen.” She sighs, wiggling a bit on top of me to get more comfortable. “Storm and then heat. What’s next?”
Alex looks at me expectantly, and I wish I didn’t have to tell her. I don’t think she knows we’ve been traveling to Florida, preparing to fight against a corrupt government on her behalf.
But she needs to prepare herself.
“Tony and a few of the others have been pulling us to Florida. We’ll be in Tallahassee soon. We’re not going to let them take you, so we’re taking the fight to their door.”
She tenses in my arms, and I wish, more than anything, that she never had to deal with these corrupt fucking Alphas. That she never knew the pain they gave her, never had to fear that she would be thrown into the arms of her abusers.
Sadly, I cannot change the past.
