Page 18 of Bullied Forced Omega
In a flash, I lose control of Jux, and he leaps onto her back.
I throw her to the ground, pinning her down, and lay my body over hers. Jux grabs her by the throat, and to my surprise, Mika doesn’t fight at all. She lies beneath me, her breath a heavy mist in the night air, with her head tilted back to expose her vulnerable neck.
My teeth have not broken skin. I don’t taste blood. But I want to. I want to mark her.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I fight with all my strength. This is not how it’s supposed to be. Mira must be willing, not just her wolf. And I can sense her holding back.
This is an obligation.
Fear stains her scent, and in a flash, it is no longer Mika locked in Jux’s jaws, but rather Mira…Naked, lying on her back with her legs spread around me.
I smell earth. I smell moss. And I smellher. She is radiant with her caramel hair wild over her shoulders and against the soil. Her eyes are bright gold and wide as she stares up at Jux, the wolf holding her down. In human form, she is impossibly small beneath me. Brittle, delicate, and even more divine as my wolf tongue licks over the heat of her throat, still locked in my jaw. Soft flesh. Salted. The veins pulsing with heat. My canines push dangerously into her skin.
I want to taste her center. The slick honey that I can smell soaking her delicate folds between her legs.
Jux growls, and for the first time in my life, I believe I won’t be able to control him as he presses the full weight of his body onto her. He moves to spread her legs wider, and she whimpers.
The perfect sound, the perfect scent. The perfect shape of her...
But the panic of him hurting her gives me strength, and I rip him from my mind.
Jux retreats, and I shift back to human form.
Breathless, my body is lying over hers. My hands are pressed into the soil on either side of her head, and my cock, rock hard and aching, is pushing against her spread legs. I cold thrust forward and penetrate her with one movement. The pain I feel from having her is overwhelming.
It surprises me how small she still is beneath me. And how strong her scent still is.
Now it isn’t Jux I need to control, it’smyself.
Mira’s lips are parted, and she’s taking sharp, heavy breaths.
She’s trying to hide her thoughts, but by the moon magic granted to me as Alpha, I can push past her barriers. It’s intrusive, but I’m struggling to stop myself.
Fuck he feels so good. Stop breathing his scent before you lose control. Oh my fuck, his cock is massive. If I rock my hips up, I can…no….stop this… this isn’t what you want. He doesn’t even like you; he just… oh no, he’s listening… She squeals in fright and squeezes her eyes shut as though that might block meout.
She doesn’t want this, and no matter what I want, no matter what our wolves want, I have to honor the wishes of my Luna.
With a dark growl, I push myself off her.
“I’m sorry,” I mutter, holding out my hand and pulling her to her feet. “Jux was…” I can’t find the worlds. She stands nervously, wrapping her arms around her body. I grab her jaw and push her head to the side to study her throat. Brushing her long, silky hair away, I study her delicate, soft skin, red with the imprint of my teeth.
“He didn’t break the skin,” I whisper, turning her face toward mine. She stares into my eyes and says nothing.
Part of me is filled with regret. I should have let Jux claim her. In human or wolf form, I should have taken what’s mine. My wife. My Luna. As the Alpha, I have every right to do so.
But the sane part of me, the part in control, understands that my Luna is with me for eternity. If I do not have her trust and love now, I must work to earn it. We are going to leadthis pack together, and Mira is already reluctant. I have already betrayed her once in the past.
To be the best Alpha, I must have the best Luna. And forcing her to be with me is not the way to begin our relationship.
“Come, let’s go and feast,” I say, stepping away and walking back toward the stone where our clothes are. I won’t shift back into wolf form. It’s too risky. I might not be able to stop him next time.
I hear her following me.
The feast is held at the mansion and goes on until early the next morning.
I’m exhausted and want nothing more than to fall into bed with my Luna, but when I invite Mira to join me in our room, she looks horrified.
“No, I uh, I can’t,” she stammers.
