Page 21 of Omega Scarred

Jade

Wakingupfeelslikea dream. The whole encounter with Fallon...it was unreal. I can remember coming here, watching him walk in with Hawk, setting his shoulder, barely keeping my cool.

Then it gets fuzzy.

Little snippets are clear: the way he touched me, how hetriedto make it sweet. I didn't have patience for that; when my heat first kicked in, I needed him inside me right away, the pain excruciating until I was filled. Then, I think I...

I open my eyes to find him tangled around me in bed, his arms around my shoulders, his leg between my thighs. He sleeps peacefully, oblivious to everything around him.

Other than the black eye I know Rafe gave him, he looks okay--so I guess that means I didn't hurt him when I tackled him like some kind of pro wrestler. I reach up to touch his face, the dirty blond locks falling over his face, and he opens his eyes.

"Hey, doll," he says, his voice low and throaty.

It's like I'm experiencing heat for the first time all over again. I had all these things I wanted to say--to apologize for knocking him over, to thank him for getting me into bed, for everything--but all that takes a backseat to the more pressing need I have to get laid again.

"I need..." I start, but he's already rolling me onto my back, positioning himself over me, sliding home. I arch underneath him, gasping in pleasure, and he peppers kisses along my throat as he fucks me.

"Do you have any idea how good you feel?" he purrs, licking a long line up my neck. "Soft like velvet and tight like a fist.Fuck, Jade, I could fuck you forever."

"Do it," I whisper. "Please."

He slams into me, clearly a skilled lover. I can feel him hitting just the right spot, making me tangle my fingers in the blankets. He braces himself with his uninjured arm, stroking his other hand down my cheek then gripping me by the chin.

"Look at me, gorgeous," he murmurs. "Tell me what you want."

"I want..."

"Tell me, Jade," he urges when I don't finish my sentence. "Tell me how you want it."

I lock eyes with him, finding those sparkling green irises.

"Mark me," I gasp. "Claim me."

His eyes dart from my lips to my neck, finding the spot where my pulse pounds. I don't know what's on his mind, how he'll react to what I've just said.

But I don't think his thoughts are doing much right now, because he obeys.

He leans over, still fucking me hard, and then his teeth are at the corner of my neck and my shoulder...and he's biting. I try to scream in pleasure, but his hand clamps down on my mouth to stifle the sound, and I cry out into his hand.

Endorphins zing through me, adrenaline,desire. I buck my hips and come around him as he bites me, and I feel him spill his lode deep inside me, molten heat spreading through me.

He collapses on top of me, sucking in a few deep breaths before he rolls off.

"Holy fuck," he whispers, running his hand through his hair.

I can't respond; I'm just trying to remember how to breathe. My entire body feels loose and spent, and for the first time in my adult life, I don't feel like that's a bad thing.

He rolls over me, pushing the hair back from my face, trailing kisses along my cheek. He finds the mark and brushes soft kisses against it, soothing the angry flesh.

"Jade," he says, his deep voice rumbling against my skin.

"Mm," I murmur.

"We have to talk about what we're going to do...while you're still lucid. Before you get horny again."

I let out a hoarse laugh. "I'm still horny."

"I'm serious," he says, grazing his fingers over the raw bite mark. I arch my neck, displaying it for him, and he kisses it one more time. "This...I'm a beta, Jade. This isn't enough to ward off alphas who might want to claim you."

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