Chapter Fifteen

Cartan

My little Omega lay soundly asleep in my arms, my continuous purring never ceasing, and my knot still firmly connecting us as I cradled her in safety. It bestowed upon me an overwhelming sense of tranquility, a sensation I had never thought I would experience. While I possessed the ability to remain patient, all Alphas were inherently burdened with a potent aggression that demanded release.

But there was no need for me to leave the bed, pace anxiously, or monitor the world's happenings. I could simply lie there and gaze upon the small Omega before me. Regardless of the outcome with the other clan leaders, I knew that no one was permitted to even cast a lingering or lustful glance in her direction. I would not hesitate to tear them apart if they dared.

I was aware of how an Alpha could become entranced by their Omega, which was why I had already chosen one before encountering her. I had believed it would bring a measure of control. But the youngest princess had an inexplicable allure that drew me in, making me believe that nothing else could compare.

Nevertheless, maybe I should attempt a comparison. Maybe I should seek out a distraction from this intense connection with the enigmatic Omega in front of me. The idea did not particularly appeal to me, but we had brought servants and entertainment with us for a reason.

As my knot released Kiandra, I carefully slipped out of bed without disturbing her, dressing in my pants and boots. I ventured outside, taking in the invigorating sea air, and Tyros soon joined me. He had been assigned as the night's guard to ensure everything ran smoothly.

"You seem troubled," he pointed out, though the unspoken words hung heavy in the air.

"I am aware of what she is doing to me, but I will regain my focus," I pledged.

"Was it not painful to tear yourself away from her?"

"She does not possess that level of control over me."

"Yet," he added.

I emitted a low growl, warning him not to overstep his boundaries. I needed to appear composed when meeting the other clan leaders in a few weeks. Hopefully, by then, Kiandra's herbs would have lost some of their effectiveness. However, I was astounded to find myself displeased at the thought of others being able to detect her scent as well.

"Perhaps you should demonstrate that she does not truly dominate you," Tyros suggested, voicing the same contemplations that had been swirling in my mind.

The idea itself was simple enough. I could easily find a Beta woman to divert my attention, to momentarily liberate my thoughts from the Omega. Yet, actualizing the notion felt insurmountable. What troubled me even more was how firmly rooted to the spot I remained. This should not be happening. I was certain I would never be so utterly captivated by an Omega, but there I stood, my mouth watering at the mere thought of tasting her again. The way she whimpered and moaned when her pussy was pleasured was enough to awaken the primal animal within me, the one that only knew the art of mating.

"Shit," Tyros muttered, taking a cautious step to the side.

"What?" I snapped at him.

"Your scent is so overpowering. I can hardly stand being this close to you. I'm surprised you haven't marked her yet," Tyros observed.

"It's close," I growled, the shift in my tone lending it a predatory edge.

"You must refrain from doing so, considering how it might appear to the other clan leaders—"

"I know!" I interrupted, my voice resonating over the expanse of the ocean. "I understand the implications."

"You've worked too hard to let it all crumble," he cautioned.

"What do you want from me?" I demanded.

"Go distract yourself. Do not succumb to her allure again," he advised.

I shook my head, feeling irritation welling up within me. My instincts screamed at me to eliminate my oldest friend for attempting to keep me from my bonded Omega. Though I had yet to mark her, she remained undeniably connected to me. No one should be able to prevent me from being with her. Nonetheless, I comprehended the significance of his words.

With a curt nod, I turned away and made my way back below deck. I navigated the corridors filled with moaning sounds, but they held no allure for me. I lacked the enthusiasm to entertain the thought of engaging with a Beta. I had barely taken a step forward when I abruptly spun around, my body aware of precisely what it craved, and it was not behind any of those doors.

Returning to my cabin, I immediately noticed Kiandra sitting up, reclining on her elbows. A strange intuition told me she had discerned the turmoil brewing within me, drawing conclusions that were highly plausible. She was far too perceptive for me to hide anything from her.

"Did it work?" she spat out, her voice dripping with venom, which oddly gratified my instincts. Had my Omega already become possessive of me? Why did that sense of possessiveness feel so satisfying? I began undressing as I advanced toward her, my cock already throbbing and eager for more. She tightened the furs around her, glaring at me, convinced that I had spent my time elsewhere. How had she pieced it all together so swiftly?

"Did what work?" I taunted her.

"Don't come near me!" she hissed, displaying her small teeth as she retreated against the wall. Nevertheless, I continued to approach her. She attempted to jump from the bed, but I seized her ankle, yanking her back and forcing her onto her hands and knees once again. She continued to hiss at me, but her body betrayed her, releasing her sweet slick. Leaning down, I lapped it up, causing her to shudder beneath me and push back, eager for more. I began sliding my tongue over her drenched folds, gripping her hips firmly as I feasted on her, driving her to a fevered state of arousal.

"That's it, my little Omega, come for your Alpha," I growled darkly. She climaxed at my command, crying out and pushing back, but in her haze, I withdrew and thrust into her, eliciting a small scream from her at the intrusion. I pulled her back against me, our bodies molding together as I continued to thrust, feeling her walls clench around me, drawing me deeper.

I leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Can you smell anyone but your Alpha?"

She grew strangely still, but I persisted, driving more sounds of pleasure from her lips.

"Well?" I pressed.

She turned her head, burying it in my neck, which prompted a contented growl to escape me as I continued to claim her. She nuzzled even closer, wrapping an arm around me to keep me near as I continued our passionate mating until we were both drenched in sweat, completely entwined, and having reached our climax. Kiandra didn't pull away from my neck, and I began to purr.

Yet her soft whisper reached my ears, "You may want to share me, but I've already claimed you."

She hadn't explicitly expressed a desire not to share me, but her unspoken words were clear.