“Let’s see if my conscious and subconscious align.” O wouldn’t do it now, as tempting as it was. Overthinking was a real issue. People tricked themselves into thinking they wanted something, or a certain path was the right one, only to realize too late they’d been wrong.
Biological drives didn’t care about money, prestige, or the trappings of power or success. It didn’t care about the structure of this modern society, or of things likeconsent.
“Cowards fear themselves,” Oberon muttered as he got into position, bumping his wet crown against the omega’s ruined entrance.
Fenrir was still open for him, that ring of muscle tightening the second O notched his tip, already trying to suck him back inside, even as its owner frowned at Oberon’s cryptic words.
“They’ve forgotten how to trust their primal urges. Forgotten what it means to be alpha or omega. Perhaps that’s why there are so few of us dominant ones left.” Oberon’s visionclouded over, Fenrir’s face swimming in front of him. A growl rumbled in his chest and up his throat, hips snapping forward to fully seat himself within that velvet heat in one harsh motion that had them both hissing.
Possessive alpha pheromones exploded, submerging the room in a thick fog that blinded them both to reason.
He coated his omega in his scent, forced it to leach into Fenrir’s skin in the same aggressive way he made him take his cock. Over and over again, he plunged into that inviting heat, losing himself in the onslaught of sensations and the smell of responding omega slick.
Whatever problem he’d been so obsessed with only moments prior was erased from his mind, replaced by an all-consuming need. There was an urgency unlike anything he’d ever experienced as he chased his release. It didn’t matter that he’d come half a dozen times that night already, or that the omega was sobbing beneath him, begging all pretty like in that sinful voice of his.
Oberon couldn’t even hear him. Wouldn’t be able to make sense of the words even if he could. The pounding of his own heart was too great. The way his balls tightened and the impossible need to spear through Fenrir and get as deep as physically possible, drowning out all other distractions.
It’d been forever since he’d experienced anything even remotely close to this. Life had been dull. Boring. Meaningless.
But now…
Hewanted.
Oberon was alpha.
If he wanted something, it would be his.
Even if he had to take it.
“Take it,” he snarled, and when a flicker of defiance lighted in the omega’s gaze, he reacted the way a dominant alpha should.
Oberon pulled free and forced Fenrir onto his stomach, dropping over him quickly before his prey could even think of trying to escape. His knees shoved the omega’s legs apart, and he drove back into him, thrusting with all the force he could muster.
The omega whimpered, but Oberon didn’t care if it hurt him. A point needed to be made.
“Struggle,” he demanded darkly. Only the strong was worthy of him.
Fenrir didn’t disappoint, his intrinsic impulses taking control the same way Oberon’s had. He fought back, grabbing onto the headboard in an attempt to pull himself free, raging beneath O as his body was continuously pillaged. At some point, he snapped his head back, successfully connecting with Oberon’s chin.
With a hard shove, he pinned the omega’s head to the pillow, inadvertently giving himself the perfect view of the unmarred spot at the man’s throat.
A few more pumps and another blast of his pheromones was all it took to send them both over the edge.
The second he felt his knot push its way inside of Fenrir’s pulsing insides, trapping the omega to him for the foreseeable future, he made the final move.
Blood had never tasted so sweet.
Chapter 11:
The alpha bit him.
The feeling of Oberon’s teeth sinking into the delicate flesh just above where his neck met his shoulder had Fenrir reeling.
Fireworks exploded.
He came for what had to be the tenth time, if not more.
Some dormant force within him pulsed awake and latched into place in a blink, bringing with it a rush of energy and an even greater awareness of the alpha claiming him.