Was he finally relaxing around him? Deltta hoped. He couldn’t take the tension between them.
“What’s funny?”
“You’re so possessive of that spirit,” he said.
“I'm not possessive of the spirit, I'm possessive of what it represents,” Deltta said as they reached his bedroom. He opened the door and pulled Mac inside.
“What does it represent?” Mac asked softly.
Deltta came to a stop in front of the bed. His eyes dropped to Mac’s neck. The chain he’d sent to him peeked out of the collar of his long shirt. It was the only sign of his claim.
Deltta lifted his hand and touched the collar, right over the area where his claiming mark was for now. It would be gone soon.
“It represents your love for me. It represents the way you see me. I’ve never had anyone see me like that.” Deltta took Mac’s hand and placed it on his chest. “You saw something in me I thought was lost forever. You remember how I was the first time you came here.”
Mac nodded.
“I never thought I would one day stand like this in front of an omega. I never thought I could have someone like you in my life or fall in love.”
Mac gasped.
“Are you…are you saying you’re in love with me?” he asked in a whisper. Deltta’s fingers trembled as he closed them around his neck.
Gentle, he cautioned himself, but he was burning with the need to leave his mark on him, to claim him. He loosened his fingers, leaning close.
Mac closed his hand around his, holding his hand there.
“Yes,” he said against his lips. He opened his mouth over his and kissed him hard, desperately.
Mac arched into him.
“Deltta,” he moaned, pulling away to take off his long shirt.
Deltta’s eyes followed the glossy metal down his body. Mac dropped his pants and stood naked in front of him. He could never get enough of his body. He looked so hot.
“When I sent this chain to you, I didn’t think you would look like this,” Deltta ran his fingers over the chain links, following them down his body. He leaned down and latched his mouth on his right nipple. He sucked hard, making him whimper.
“Why did you send it to me?”
“To chain you up.” To make sure you never left me. Deltta growled.
He picked him up and dropped him on his hands and knees.
Liquid dripped from his hole down his thighs.
“Is that for me?” Deltta ran his fingers over his hole, smearing the liquid all over.
“Deltta,” Mac whimpered.
“I’ve got you, baby.”
Deltta ripped through his clothes and was on the bed in seconds. He clutched his hips; desire lashed at him, pushing him to claim his omega.
Fuck.
His heat was hours away, but he felt raw inside. His omega was turning him inside out. Deltta touched the chain, loving that he wore it without question. Mac didn’t realize it, but this was a sign of his submission, a sign that he wanted to please his alpha.
Deltta flipped him to his back.