25. In Demi’s Nest

Demi

There wasa moment right before my heat started where everything clicked into place. I wanted Max. I wanted every part of him. His heart, his love, and his mating bite. I wanted to tell him that, but pain ripped through me before I could tell him.

But now, I feared that even if I could form more than a handful of words, he wouldn't believe me. He'd simply think it was the desperate plea of a confused omega. That I was lost to the frenzy of my heat.

"Bite me," I gasped, grinding down on Max's cock. "Please, Alpha, Bite me."

Max snarled, clenching my thighs. He was conflicted. I could see it in his tight expression.

"Bite me!" I snarled, slamming my fists into his chest.

Max's upper body popped up, and he wrapped his arms around me tight. "You want me to bite you?" he growled, making my heart race. "I'll fucking bite you."

In the blink of an eye, I was on my back, and Max's fangs slipped into my inner thigh. It stung, then erupted in a wave of intense pleasure. My pussy fluttered on nothing as he did it again and again, marking my sensitive flesh.

Slowly, Max moved up my body, pausing at my chest. "This needs to go." He caressed the scar along the curve of my breast. His eyes met mine as he opened his mouth wide, then he bit down hard, almost violent, pushing his fangs deep into me, erasing any sign of my past lover.

"Don't stop!" I channeled my fingers through his short, dark hair, holding him to me. "Suck," I begged. "Taste me."

And he did.

Max hummed as he took in deep pulls of my blood. It was a wild sensation, one that had my body thrumming, ready to explode.

"Fuck!" Max roared as he released me, then he rutted forward, filling me in one swift thrust. His cock rocked in and out of me, hot and wet, while his big body pressed me into my nest.

His mouth met mine, demanding my kiss. He tasted sweet and musky, with a hint of coppered blood. Our kisses grew sloppy as he growled into my mouth. The coil in my belly grew and my pussy began to tighten.

"Please." I turned my head to the side, enticing him with a full view of my neck. "Bite me."

"Demi," Max's voice was a deep warning. He looked worried but kept driving in and out of me, rutting me into the plush blankets.

"Please," I mewled, pulling his head down, and into the crook of my neck.

"Is this what you want?" Max sucked beneath my ear. "Do you want to be my mate? My omega?"

"Yes." I looked him deep in the eyes. "Make me yours."

It was as if a switch was flipped within the alpha. Max's eyes burned bright red, and he let out a vicious roar, fucking me at a blinding pace. My body skidded upward, his hips slamming against mine. It was bliss.

"You are mine." Max grabbed a handful of my hair, forcing my head to one side.

Excitement bloomed, followed quickly by a rush of nerves. "Yes!" I moaned as his hand moved between us. His thumb found my clit, circling around the tender nub.

I choked on a gasp, curling my arms around Max's broad shoulders. His powerful thrusts jarred my body, building an unbearable pressure inside of me. I was a damn on the verge of bursting.

Instinct took over as my orgasm grew nearer. My back arched and my legs spread even wider, inviting Max impossibly close. I stretched my neck, offering myself to him.

Max growled against my sensitive flesh, and my pussy tightened around his mighty cock.

The pressure grew, and my breath hitched. Then I exploded into a million tiny pieces. Pleasure coursed through my veins, sweeping from my abused sex all the way to my head and toes. I was floating, falling, swimming in a sea of my glorious alpha.

Something sharp scraped across my neck, then it broke my skin.

The unyielding bulk of Max's knot popped into place and everything went dark.

I had heard from many omegas that time vanished during their heats. That days felt like minutes, and the rest of the world ceased to exist, but a part of me always found that hard to believe. Until now.

"Drink more water," Max urged me, massaging my calves. He kneaded the sore muscles, making me hum and sigh.

"Aren't you hungry?" I pushed the plate of fruit toward him, but he shook his head. He was lying. I could feel it in our quickly expanding bond. He was starving, but his wolf's desire for me to be fed was shockingly strong, so I didn't press him.

"Would you like something else to eat?" Max asked, watching me pick through the last of the berries. "Someone left a whole basket of treats on the porch. There are dried meats, a few cookies and cakes, and some fresh baked bread."

I knew immediately it was Florence. The beta always made a similar care package for Calia's heats. He would place the basket right outside her room, then waited at the end of the hall for Davon to find it.

"Where do you think Florence stayed these last few days?" I felt bad for displacing the beta.

"I'm sure he's staying in the packhouse." Max squeezed my thighs, making me groan. Every inch of me was sore.

"So what now?" I asked, looking around my small bedroom. I was going to miss it.

"What do you mean?" Max laid between legs, resting his head on my stomach.

I raked my nails through his short hair, loving the spiky length. "I mean, where will we live? It would be incredibly rude to kick Florence out, but you live in the alpha den. Will we get a cabin in the village?" I thought about the cluster of houses. They weren't a bad place to live, just a bit of a walk to the packhouse.

"There's no sense getting a cabin for it to sit empty." Max brushed his lips around my belly button.

"Why would it be empty?" I giggled as his stubble brushed my sensitive skin.

"Because my omega craves adventure." He looked up at me, his eyes filled with love.

"Adventure?" I lifted my head off my pillow, intrigued.

"Yes." Max crawled up my body. He placed a gentle kiss to my still raw mating bite, before settling next to me. "We can go anywhere." He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "A neighboring village, or the shadow forest. We can even visit the sea."

My mouth fell open, shocked at his offer. "But I'm not allowed to leave the village. Omegas can't?—"

"Omegas can't leave the village unattended." He gave me a pointed look. "You won't be unattended."

Excitement, followed quickly by shock cut through me. "You'd leave here?"

He nodded as it were no big deal.

"But this is your home," I said in disbelief. "You can't just leave it."

"This village stopped being my home the second you kissed me on that balcony." Max caressed my cheek. "I am still loyal to Davon and to my pack, but my home is with you. Wherever that may be." His thumb moved down, stopping at the edge of my mating bite. "I can't guard Calia anymore. I'll be useless as a protector with you by her side."

Shame beat down on me, making me frown. "I'm so sorry. I never wanted?—"

Max crashed his mouth to mine, stopping me. "I have no regrets, beautiful girl." He pressed his forehead to mine. "If anything, I am happier now than I've ever been." Our bond warmed with his intense emotion. It fluttered and spread, making my heart swell.

I couldn't help but smile. "But omegas aren't allowed to live outside the villages," I reminded my sweet mate. "It"s too dangerous."

Max narrowed his vibrant eyes. "I have a feeling that you've spent more days outside of a village than I have," he said matter-of-factly. "And I am confident in your ability to protect me." He smiled widely, and my heart melted.

"You'd really do that for me?"

"Of course." He kissed my nose. "I want you to be able to see the wildflowers any time you want."