Page 44 of Omega Ruined

"I'm not going to last long." Dean's voice was strangled. He started to move, slowly at first, then faster when he felt my pleasure through the bond. I could feel how great he felt, too and the dual sensations brought us both higher. With every stroke, he was easing me closer to an explosive orgasm, I could tell.

"You feel so good," I whispered to him. "Can you go faster?"

"Oh, yeah, but I'll warn you, it's going to be over faster then."

"Please," I begged, so close to finishing.

Dean didn't hesitate. He started snapping his hips harder and faster, his knot thumping against my clit as he hooked my knees over his arms. It was just what I needed.

I held in the scream that threatened to escape, but I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling back in my head. My inner muscles clenched around Dean as he let go with a roar. His hot cream pumped into me in bursts that were so strong, I could feel them even through my own spasms of pleasure.

As we both came down, I opened my eyes to see him gazing down at me in wonder. His gray eyes were so calm and through the bond, I could feel his happiness.

"You are fucking amazing, Olivia."

I smiled tiredly and reached for him. My alpha carefully turned us so I was lying atop him, his semi-hard cock still inside me. Our scents blended into a a lemonade campfire that seemed exactly right. This was what a bond was supposed to be like. This was how an alpha was supposed to treat me.

Nuzzled into his warm chest, I didn't mean to, but I fell asleep. My body was still worn down and weak and Dean made the perfect bed. In his warm arms, I actually felt safe.

***

I woke to something slamming into the door over and over again. Dean was still there, but he had eased me onto the bed and was sitting up now, a guilty look on his face.

"MATE!" Vale roared outside the bedroom.

"He can smell us," Dean said sadly. "It sent him into feral mode again."

"I'll go out and calm him," I said, sliding out of the bed.

"No, don't. It's worse this time. Listen to his voice," Dean said, his voice cracking.

Vale bellowed again, "MATE! Claim mate!"

Dean was right, there was a new quality to Vale's voice. He was more beast than anything else right now. But that didn't mean he wouldn't calm with me.

I walked to the door, putting a hand on it. The wood shuuddered as he slammed into it again.

"Vale," I called. "Can you hear me, Vale?"

"MATE!"

"Yes, I'm your mate, but you're scaring me. Stop breaking the door down."

Another shudder as he threw himself against it.

"Vale!" I snapped. "That's enough! I can't come out if you're going to hurt me."

"Mate," he said, a little quieter, the beastly scratch still there. But I heard him scratch gently at the door, no longer hitting it. "Mate. Claim."

"You can't come out here, he'll do exactly what Dean did," Kienan called. "He's too strong for us like this."

"Mate," Vale whined.

"I'm here, Vale. Your mate is right here. Look down."

I pulled the chair away from the door and crouched, sliding my fingers under the door. A moment later, I felt him touch my fingertips and keen. Then a soft wet something swept over me. He was licking my fingers.

"Vale, can you calm down so I can come out?"