Her cries echoed around the room as I moved inside her. I started slow, but each thrust got rougher, deeper, and harder. She clung to my thighs, torn between wanting me to stop and begging me to keep going. Her body shook under mine, caught between pain and pleasure.
But this wasn't the same woman who once told me how she liked it. That woman had confidence. She whispered dirty things and made sin sound beautiful. This one just whimpered, like no one had ever taken her the right way.
I ignored her weak protests. She was already soaked and tight, clenching around me like her body wanted everything, even if her mouth said no. I spank her ass. She gasped and jerked forward, her skin glowing red where I struck. I rubbed the spot, then grabbed her cheeks, pulling her closer so I could go even deeper.
"Yes, just like that. Please," she begged. Her voice cracked with low shaky breath. She wasn't just enjoying it, she was breaking apart. Her legs trembled as her body was burning with need. I drove into her harder, twisting my hips in a delicate and experienced manner, making sure she felt all of me.
She was close to her climax, but I wasn't even near mine.
I pulled out suddenly. She let out a soft cry, as her body twitched.
I sat back on the bed and looked at her. Her lips were red and swollen but her eyes were still pleading for more.
"On your knees," I said in a rough voice. "Use your mouth."
She didn't argue.
She dropped between my legs, wrapped her fingers around my cock like she needed it more than air, and started sucking.
I didn't want it to be slow. I wanted something messy. My hand tangled in her hair, and I pushed her mouth down on me. Her lips stretched wide, as her throat worked hard to take it in.
Her eyes rolled back, and spit dripped from her lips as she choked around my cock. She looked ruined and desperate, and it turned me on even more.
"Don't just sit there. Lick it. Suck it and show me you're hungry for me," I groaned.
Her lips tightened around me as her tongue moved fast, flicking and swirling like she needed to please me. I let my head fall back, groaning at how warm and wet her mouth felt.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to take it deeper. I pulled out slowly, letting her breathe. She gasped, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, and looked up at me.
She knew what I wanted next.
The room smelled like sex and sweat. Not sweet or gentle. But it was enough for tonight. I didn't want love or cuddles. I just wanted to bury myself in something hot and tight, and she was right here.
Not all Omegas had that sweet scent I craved for. But this one had something else hiding under her soft skin.
"Climb on," I said. "Ride me until your legs stop working."
Her moan was soft and breathy, but she did what I said. She straddled me, held onto my abs, and slowly slid down on my cock. Her body shook, while tears still clung to her lashes. But she didn't stop until I was fully inside her.
"You're too thick. I can't take it all," she whispered.
But her hips rolled in a slow deep way. She worked me in, inch by inch, saying no with her mouth but begging for more with her body.
I watched her bounce. Her breasts moved with every grind of her hips. She was built for sin. Her body could ruin kings. Watching her lose control on top of me made me snap.
I grabbed her waist and took over as I pounded into her hard, fast, and deep.
Her moans turned into cries. Her nails scratched my chest, but I didn't stop. I wanted to break her. I wanted the whole house to hear her scream my name.
She came hard, her body shaking as she collapsed on my chest, but I wasn't done. I kept thrusting, chasing my own release. Her body was limp, but her heat still gripped me tight.
When I was close, I pulled out, stroking myself until I came all over her stomach.
"Fuck," I breathed out, my chest rising and falling. Sweat ran down my back.
I wiped my forehead and leaned back against the headboard. I was still pulsing from the rush.
Then suddenly, a knock hit the door.
I didn't bother covering up. I walked to the door, naked, and opened it.
One of my guards stood there, his eyes low.
"Alpha Jaxon, the meeting is about to begin. They told me to come get you... after your engagement."
"Let them wait," I said coldly and slammed the door.
The woman was passed out on my sheets, her body used and her core still twitching.
I walked into the bathroom, my body aching but fully satisfied. I turned the hot water on and stepped into the shower. The heat hit my skin, washing off the sweat and the smell as I closed my eyes, trying not to think about her.
The one I should've claimed.
That night with her wasn't just sex. It meant something more. I felt the bond and the pull. Her scent was so sweet and addictive that it almost ruined me. But she was too soft and fragile to stand beside me as Luna.
No matter how good she felt, or how tight she held me, I couldn't let weakness tie me down.
I was an Alpha and a leader.
I needed a strong Luna, not a delicate mate who'd break under pressure.
I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist. But the moment I stepped out, I stopped when something slammed into my chest like fire, making my eyes change and my instincts snapped awake.
My mate had conceived.
And inside her…
My heir had awakened.