Page 19 of Omega Scarred

"Don't worry, doll," I growl. "I'm gonna take care of you."

I grab her by the waist and turn around, laying her out in the blankets. She's dressed in layers--to mask the scent of her heat, probably--and I'm drowned in her scent when I pull her sweater off over her head, her hips rolling underneath me as I pin her.

She moans softly, and I cover her mouth.

"You have to be quiet," I say, purring as loud as I can. "I know it'll be hard, but you have to..."

She wraps her legs around me and my cock is against her...and even through our clothes, it drives me crazy.

"Please, Fallon," she murmurs. "I want...I need it..."

I pull away from her mouth, dragging my lips down her chin, over her jaw, to her ear. "I know, doll," I whisper. "I know..."

And then I'm kissing her again, my mouth dropping to her neck, my tongue tasting her as I kiss her.

I pull at her tank top, impatience getting the better of me. I should be slower. I should savor this. I should make sure we're not going to get interrupted. I know Rafe has a feeling about this, and he's already going to be pissed when he finds out that I claimed his mate.

But I can't wait anymore.

I pull her top off, her tits spilling free, her nipples hard and pink, and I have to taste them. I have to touch her. I have to claim her.

I bury my face between her breasts, my tongue tracing a slow, lazy circle around one of her nipples. She scrabbles at my shirt, yanking it off, and I hiss at the pain as it goes over my shoulder.

She doesn't care.

And she doesn't want sweetness.

"Fallon, I need you inside me," she begs, her hips thrusting. "Take off your clothes. I need to feel you rightfuckingnow."

It's one of the few times I've actually heard her curse.

I slide off of her to get rid of my boots and jeans and briefs, but I don't move very far. I want to give her what she needs, but I want to watch her too. It's a mix of lust and...I don't know, possessiveness or something. I'm not sure how to describe it. I just know that Jade...

...she has me by the throat.

I don't know if she belongs to me, but I definitely belong to her.

I didn't even see her undress, but she's been tearing at her clothes. She gets to her knees and drags her panties down, and then she meets my eyes, completely naked and flushed pink. Her chestnut curls tumble around her shoulders, soft waves that brush against her nipples.

Her eyes are such a deep brown that I feel like I could fall into them.

She looks like a wild woman, a force of nature.

I'm about to get back in bed, ready to fuck her until she's satisfied...or until I'm dead, whichever comes first. But she shuffles forward, and then we're kissing, and her arms are around me. She lifts her feet to wrap her legs around my waist, but my shoulder hurts too much to hold her, and I stumble back and land right on my ass. Jade still doesn't care; she keeps kissing me, biting down on my lip until it bleeds.

This is what it feels like.

To be so obsessed with a woman that she has complete power over you.

That you'll do anything just to make her happy, even if it kills you.

I can feel her slick dripping down her inner thighs, and she claws at my back as she tries to spear herself on my hard cock. She's not used to this, though, and I reach down to line myself up with her.

"Are you ready?" I ask, even though I fucking know she is, thatshe'sin charge now.

And she does what I'm too chicken to do.

She sinks all the way down.

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