Chapter Forty-One

Cartan

I returned to my Omega, finding her in the tent amidst a sea of furs and sheets, and the unmistakable scent of Kylos clung to her. It provoked a deep growl from my throat as I snatched the book from her hands.

"No!" she complained, attempting to reach for the volume as I held it just out of her reach, almost taunting her.

"Why do you smell so strongly of Kylos?" I demanded.

"He gave me some books."

"I can see that. This one is not in my collection. The Omegas of The Black Desert," I read aloud, comprehending why this book held such fascination for my Omega. However, it did not explain why she reeked of Kylos.

I leaned in closer, burying my nose in her hair and neck, and the scent grew even more potent. I growled again and wrapped my hand around her throat.

"Why do you smell of him? Did you enter his tent?"

"No, I wasn't allowed to," she explained, a teasing smile playing on her lips as if she relished seeing me so on edge.

"Then why?"

"I hugged him."

"You what?" I exclaimed, then tossed the book aside.

"Hey!" She pushed my hand away and tried to reach for it, but I swiftly encircled her waist with my arm, keeping her pressed against me.

"You reek of him," I snarled.

"It was just a friendly hug."

"No one touches you," I stated and reached for the string on her skirt.

She began rubbing her backside against me, desiring me as well and recognizing the need to appease her Alpha after touching another male and bringing his scent back with her.

"Technically, I touched him," she teased.

"Then you do not deserve the pleasure of my touch," I informed her, hearing her whimper her protest.

I unwrapped her from her skirt and discarded the material before pushing her forward, causing her ass to arch up in the air. I swiftly lowered my pants to free my throbbing cock. I tantalizingly brushed my cock against her wet entrance, letting the tip become slick with her juices. She moaned and pushed back, eager to take me inside her, but I withdrew and began to stroke myself.

Kiandra turned her head, observing me as I teased myself, and I knew it infuriated her Omega side, which longed to be the one bringing me pleasure. She tried to rise, but I placed a hand on her back and continued to stroke myself, watching my beautiful mate. Her pussy clenched in desperation for me, and she hissed when I persisted in denying her my thrusts. Her act of defiance only served to quicken my impending orgasm.

A guttural grunt escaped my lips as I ejaculated, my hot seed spurting all over her ass and lower back. I smeared it across her skin, covering her in my scent.

"Please, Alpha," she pleaded, shaking her ass as she presented herself to me. I responded by smacking her rear, causing her to gasp.

"You brought another Alpha's scent in here. Why should I reward my Omega for that?" I taunted her, a devious smile playing on my lips as I savored her desperate and vulnerable state.

Her juices trickled down her thighs, her pussy aching for my cock. All she yearned for now was to please me after having teased me, but I wasn't granting her that satisfaction, and it was clearly frustrating her.

"Well?" I questioned, delivering another swat to her ass, causing more of her slick to drip from her.

"It was just a hug," she panted.

"You do not go near other Alphas. They have not earned the privilege of your perfect touch," I growled before I leaned down and spread her thighs wider.

My tongue traced up along her right inner thigh, then I swept it over her delectable spot. She cried out, arching her back to seek more, but I withdrew.

"Gods! Please!" she begged.

"It isn't the Gods you should be praying to," I taunted.

"I'm sorry, Alpha. I won't do it again. Just please," she moaned.

I licked over her wet skin once more, causing her to shiver and have a small climax. While I relished teasing her, driving her utterly wild for me, her enticing scent began to fill the tent, and I couldn't resist the allure of my mate's body any longer. I positioned myself and thrust inside, making her gasp as I filled her completely. I gripped her hips roughly, taking my mate hard and punishing her with her own pleasure for even entertaining the thought that another Alpha deserved her touch. She belonged to me and no one else.

"Oh, Gods!" she cried out again when she climaxed around me, her inner walls contracting and squeezing me tightly.

I groaned, trying to maintain control. I wanted her pleasure to border on exquisite agony, and when she came again immediately after the first climax, she attempted to reach back to slow me down. However, I continued to pound into her through her orgasm, reaching my own release just as her screams neared a higher pitch. I roared as I knotted myself to her, experiencing an explosive climax.

We both panted as we came down from our peak, but my mate had gone utterly limp, her body still trembling beneath me. I smiled at the intoxicating sight and began leisurely teasing her clit.

"Please, Alpha," she moaned, not yet ready for a third orgasm.

"Will you go and reward another Alpha with your sweet touch?" I asked.

She shook her head, her desperation evident.

"Who is the Alpha deserving of you?" I inquired.

"You!" she cried out, shaking her head in her desperate state. "You are, Alpha."

"Will you tease your Alpha like this again?" I asked, deriving immense satisfaction from her acknowledgment of my worthiness.

"No! Please!" she pleaded.

Her body trembled once more, and I granted her another wave of pleasure, causing her to clutch at the furs and let out a small scream. I gradually slowed down, and she looked over her shoulder with such a ravished expression that my desire for her surged to new heights. I leaned closer, claiming her lips, and she moaned into my mouth.

"My touch, my scent, my body—everything you need is right here," I whispered, and she mewled in agreement, affirming my words.