Page 63 of Rogue & Her Hunters
He nods. “Bite and bond me, Alpha.”
Bird turns his head to the side, and fully trusting, bares his neck in submission.
I smile.
Bird was my Christmas gift. But what he has just offered me…? It’s the greatest gift anyone could give me.
I lower my fangs to Bird’s throat. Then as my pheromones whip around me, I savagely sink my teeth into his skin to make the forbidden bond bite.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Cell, ABO Facility
Finally, my pheromones settle, as I lie in the nest with a newly bonded Omega sprawled on my chest.
Bird is warm, cookie scented, and the vibrations of his purr echo through me like I can feel them in my heart.
This is the fucking life.
If only I had a glass of whiskey clutched in my free hand and my favorite gun at my hip, this would be my ideal way to wake up every morning of my life.
I yank Bird by the hair, baring his neck. I lazily lick over my bond bite.
I grin.
It fits me because it’s a savage bite.
Bird flushes and squirms like I’m licking his cock. “Mercy, Ro. You’re making me hard again, and my poor cock is so raw that it may fall off if I come again. You’ve ridden me hard for twenty-four hours and put me back wet.”
“Aren’t you ready for another round?”
He groans. “Is that the quality of your mercy?”
“Who says that I have any?”
I drag Bird higher, pulling him to lie on top of me; our legs entwine.
When I trap his cock between my thighs, he gasps. “Are you trying to lock me again? Bonding with you was fucking life-changing. But give a guy a chance to recover.”
“Life-changing?”
Bird’s gaze becomes vulnerable. “Wasn’t it for you?”
He has no idea how much.
When I sank my fangs into his throat, our bond snapped into place.
Suddenly, I was able to feel his emotions.
It had been an unsettling shock.
Isolated for so much of my life, I hadn’t been ready for it. I’ve kept most people at arm’s length because most hurt me, were afraid of me, or were my next targets.
This level of connection undid me.
Mars would write about the way that once you bond, you can sense your pack’s emotions and needs.
More fairytale bullshit, I thought.
