Chapter Thirty Two. 🌶🌶🌶🌶

We arrive home at the pack house half an hour later. I rode with Elias while the others rode with Theo, and the air feels thick with tension as we step inside. I grab my overnight bag and carry it up to Micah’s room, setting it next to our nest.

As I make my way back to the living room, I climb onto the couch beside Micah and Theo. The atmosphere is electric, and I can’t shake the feeling that something significant is about to happen. I glance at Micah, who’s leaning into Theo, their lips locked in a passionate kiss as if their lives depend on it.

I freeze, feeling a pang of uncertainty. Just as I decide to back away, a strong chest presses against my back, halting my retreat. The scent of whiskey and cedar envelops me, and big hands cup my face, forcing me to look up into striking green eyes.

Before I can say anything, Elias’s soft lips crash against mine in a bruising kiss that leaves me breathless. It’s as if he’s unleashed a pent-up desire, and I can feel the heat radiating off him. An uncharacteristic growl escapes him as he grips my ass, lifting me effortlessly and wrapping my legs around his waist.

I moan against his mouth, the sensations overwhelming, and suddenly we’re moving. I feel a rush of excitement and anticipation as he carries me to the bedroom. I tumble back onto a large, plush bed, the scent of whiskey and cedar filling my nostrils.

I look around, realizing I’m not in Micah’s nest at all but in Elias’s sleek, minimalist bedroom. The space is sophisticated, featuring a walk-in robe, a king-size bed adorned with silk white sheets and dark brown covers.

Elias steps back slightly, his expression intense as he watches me with burning eyes. “I figured it’d be best to do this just you and me tonight,” he explains, his voice low and sultry as he begins to unbutton his shirt slowly.

I bite my lip, captivated by his slow striptease, each button revealing more of his toned torso. “An Alpha’s knot is a lot to take the first time,” he continues, his eyes never leaving mine. “But rest assured…”

He strokes a hand down to my lip, gently pulling it from between my teeth. “You will have both.”

My heart races at his words, a mix of desire and nervous anticipation flooding my senses.

“I have a question for you, little Omega,” Elias states slowly, lifting my sweater over my head. His gaze travels down to my dress, filled with wonder. He swallows hard, his eyes darkening. “You… you’re so ravishing.”

I can’t help but chuckle, a playful grin spreading across my face. “Was that your question?”

He responds with a playful growl, stealing a kiss that leaves me breathless. “Cheeky Omega,” he huffs, shaking his head with a smirk. “No, baby. My question for you is… are you taking my mark with my knot tonight?”

His voice drops to a whisper as he places open-mouthed kisses down my neck, sending shivers coursing through me. I nod adamantly, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks. “Oh please, Alpha!” I practically beg, my voice tinged with a whine.

At my words, Elias tackles me with another bruising kiss, his hands roaming possessively as he tears Morgan’s dress from my body in one swift motion. I gasp, the thrill of the moment electrifying. He pulls back slightly, his gaze locking onto me as he takes in the special lingerie I had chosen just for this occasion.

“You planned for this, didn’t you?” he murmurs, a mix of admiration and desire in his voice.

I nod, feeling a rush of excitement. “I wanted tonight to be special,” I confess, my heart racing at the intensity of his gaze.

Elias grins, the look in his eyes, both hungry and protective. “It will be, I promise. You’re perfect, and I want to cherish every moment with you.”

With that, he crashes his lips against mine again, and I lose myself in the fiery kiss that slowly he moves down my body.

Elias pays special attention to my breasts, my stomach, and my thighs, trailing his hands all the way down my legs to my feet, making me flush with desire. I pull his head up to my lips, kissing him like he’s my last meal, pouring all my longing into that moment.

With a practiced ease, he expertly removes my bra, and I can’t help but grind against him, the need building within me. I’m so ready; I’m aching for more. Elias groans, kissing his way back down my stomach, his lips igniting a trail of fire along my skin.

He pulls my underwear off, flinging it aside, and spreads my legs wide, eliciting a squeal of surprise mixed with pleasure. “Oh, Elias!” I moan, my fingers tangling in his hair as he goes down on me, his mouth finding me with the same skill and passion as before.

He drives me closer and closer to the edge, expertly working his tounge as I feel the world around me blur. Waves of pleasure crash over me, building until I can barely think. I’m lost in the sensations, my body responding to him in ways that make me ache for release.

“Elias, please...” I gasp, feeling the tension coiling within me.

He doesn’t let up, his movements relentless, and just when I think I can’t take anymore, I’m thrown over the edge, screaming his praises as I cum, my body quaking with ecstasy.

As I come back too I look at Elias with a hazy smile.

Elias grins, rearranging me gently so that I’m resting against the pillows. He grabs one and uses it to elevate my hips, leaning between my legs, his gaze locked on me as he strokes his cock. I gulp, my eyes widening at the sight of him and the look of pure male smugness that crosses his face.

I can’t help but roll my eyes, but before I can say anything, he captures my lips in a kiss, feeling the tip of him pressing at my entrance. He pushes slowly inside, and my breath catches as our eyes lock. He smiles at me endearingly, kissing all over my face as he sinks in deeper.

I whine at the sensation, feeling so full. Elias growls softly, nuzzling my neck and showering it with kisses until he’s fully seated inside me. A moan escapes my lips, and I wiggle against him, urging him on.

He begins to thrust slowly, the strain evident on his face as he fights to maintain control. But soon, the pace quickens, and he hits a rhythm that has me howling in pleasure. I can feel him so deep inside me, his knot growing, filling me in ways I’ve craved for what feels like my entire life.

As the pleasure builds, I claw down his back, desperation rising within me. “Elias…” I gasp, my second massive orgasm fast approaching. Just as it overtakes me, Elias’s teeth clamp down on the sensitive spot between my shoulder and neck with a growl, and I feel the bond I’ve been yearning for snap into place.

Satisfaction floods through both of us, intertwining our emotions in a rush of warmth and connection. The world fades away, leaving only the two of us, perfectly joined in this moment of bliss.

I black out. Hard.