Page 36 of Moon Cursed
There were those strong in magic capable of impressive feats.
But I’d never seen anything like this.
The magical blooms fluttered all around Her, glinting with their inner light that encased the room in diamonds.
She’d… created them.
Simply to prove a point.
To show us all exactly who She was.
Her entire body glittered as She moved and Her bright green eyes held me captive. Flowers sprouted from Her luscious hair and Her cheeks warmed with a gorgeous pink like the dawn of a new sunrise. Her lips parted as her tongue tasted the air.
I couldn’t breathe when She reached me and slid Her hand over my chest.
Her touch sent fire through my veins.
And swelled my knot that I hadn’t used on any female.
She was an Omega in heat, and She would take what was Hers.
My gaze shifted to the Valiance Alpha who had called Her by Her rightful title.
I knew the other packs had dismissed the notion of Omegas a long time ago. Any wolf could technically take an alpha’s knot… but an Omega was a wolf with authority over her Alpha.
A Queen.
And as our Goddess, it was a fitting title to give Her.
“Kneel,” Kaitsja commanded with an ethereal growl to Her voice.
And I did what any Alpha subjected to the Goddess in Heat would do.
I fucking obeyed.
KATLYN
For a moment, nothing else in my world existed except for Kane.
My body hummed with desire as pain laced through my core. The ache built with every second and demanded relief.
My beautiful Alpha knelt at my feet as I had commanded. His entire body had coiled, his muscles trembling as if it took all of his willpower to stay where I’d put him.
By the surprise in his eyes, I wondered if it wasn’t his willpower at all that kept him in place.
But my command.
Maybe there was more to this “Omega” business than just a name.
“Open your mouth,” I ordered him as a test.
He obeyed in an instant.
I ran my thumb over his lower lip. It surprised me to enjoy control over a powerful being like Kane this much.
Even more interesting was the desire that welled in me to make this moment last.
I’d always been a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am kind of girl with my sexual experiences. None of the boys in the village had done more than briefly satisfy my basic needs.
