Omega Bound (Never Ending Darkness) novel Chapter 170

Cyrus

I bury my face into the hack of Raven’s wild red waves and curls, inhaling deeply.

“So, you are big tough alpha with curls and dimples that enjoys maiming, torturing and killing but you also spoon?” Fireball whispers, sounding dumbfounded but tired.

“You forgot about blowing stuff up. Put that in there somewhere too. It is a specialty of mine and I should get credit for it.” Reminding her of my heat clinic bombing shenanigans reminds use to get Tyler’s brother some whiskey because he took over my regular, she wolves I helped. He has been placed on traveling knotting duties which he wasn’t thrilled about, but Thane is paying him well, which I had to hear about repeatedly.

“My brain won’t shut off.” Fireball wiggles a little, attempting to get comfortable which fails obviously because we both know why she can’t.

1 splay my hand over her abdomen and use my index finger to draw little circles on her stomach, just under her shirt. Raven stiffens a little, but I keep going. My girl needs to relax; she just needs help.

“Cyrus…”

“Sssshhhh……..I know what you need. Let me take care of you. Let me take care of you.

“L..I’m not ready.”

“I don’t want anything from you Raven.”

“You don’t?

“Not tonight. Let me give you what you need.”

I feel raven nod as my face is still buried in her hair, but I bend my head and nuzzle just behind her ear as and trail them down to the waistline of her pants.

my fingers across her abdomen

I carefully flick the button and ease my fingers down. I won’t jam my hand down her pants like a heathen…..tonight.

I slid my middle finger down her soft line of curls and found her wet with need. I suppress a groan, afraid to spook this wild animal next to me. I prop myself up on my other arm and look down at Raven, positioning myself to get the view of her falling apart for me.

I find Fireball’s clit and start sliding my finger up and down over it and around it, teasing the arousal out of her. Raven’s vanilla scent is mixed heavy with her arousal and I’m positive she can feel what it does to me pressed against her ass.

She presses back against me gently when I slide my fingers down her clit and into her wet heat. We both groan as my two fingers continue circling her clit.

Raven starts rocking her hips. A few little movements, testing the waters of her comfortability which is funny since I’m comfortable enough to lick her body from head to toe, but that won’t happen tonight.

I hear a few sharp intakes of breath and the moans she is trying hard to hold in as I apply some pressure with the pads of my fingers and swipe them down into her heat a few times and back up to her clit again.

Fireballs noises have me aching from how hard I am as she continues slowly shifting back on my erection.

I sit up more and took the arm I was propped up on and slid my hand into the back of her hair, slightly tugging back and up. The action causes Rave’s back to arch and a deep groan to come from her as I start to flick that clit harder and faster.”

I pull her hips tightly against my straining erection and plunge my

y two fingers into her heat. She’s drenched for me, and I pull her by the hair closer to my mouth and whisper down into her ear, “I told you that you would pure for me baby. Do you want to finish?”

“Yes. Yes her words sound like a plea and sweet music to my ears.

I pull her hair a little harder as she starts grinding her clit into the heel of my palm while I push my hips forward and start rubbing my palm against her clit and curling my two fingers into her. I’m not slow and I’m not gentle. I’m pulling this from deep within her. Wherever she buried it thinking she would never need an alpha again.

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The Purt Box Has A New Landlord

“You make the best fucking noises Raven.”

“You’re so damn sexy.”

“More fireball….harder. I want more.”

I tell ber all the reassurances she needs of how damn sexy she is and what I think about it. I won’t have her self–doubt showing up and ruining this whole moment for her.

Her lust induced ramblings and the dampness on her forehead signal that she is getting close and don’t want to miss a moment of it.

Raven’s back starts to arch off me, pushing her ass firmly into my dick as she inhales sharply, holding her breath as her orgasm through her.

detonates

Her mouth drops open and her high pitched mewling stops.

I tug her hair harder and her toes curl.

I can feel her walls fluttering around my fingers and I rub her clit through her orgasm.

Her wetness coats my fingers, and I keep them in there as she rides out her orgasm

I can’t wait to mark her. My fangs ache along with my dick, but the wait will be worth it.

Raven attempted to catch her breath while I placed a small kiss behind her ear and lay back down on the pillow. Both of us are absolutely exhausted

“Are you going to take your fingers out.”

“No”

“Why?”

“Because it’s mine and I will do what I want.”

“I thought you didn’t want anything tonight?” Raven ask

asks me while yawning.

“This isn’t wanting anything. It’s just keeping a hold of something I borrowed.”

“You’re ridiculous Cyrus.”

*! prefer crazy or passessive.”

“Are you talking about yourself or me?”

“You can’t be possessive at one of my body parts.”

“Raven, your whole body is mine, that includes this pussy. Now, go to sleep”

The panic attack I just witnessed was probably the worst one Little Wolf has had. I couldn’t get her to feel any emotions I was trying to push through the bond, and I couldn’t reason with her. She didn’t see me. She didn’t see Cyrus and Raven.

She heard voices that she had long buried rise back up

She was worried about her dead friend.

She was worried about a younger version of me.

I watch her rest in her nest from across the room on the floor, wiping my stray tears away. I haven’t cried this much since I lost my family. The pain Ayla was in lanced through the bond, amplifying my own emotions. Not that it mattered. Seeing her like that broke me.

I sit against the wall going over the last few hours. Daylight will be here soon, and I need to address the pack. I need to talk with the families Jagain

The fear in her eyes, and in her words are something I never wish to hear or see again. The amount of fear I felt during her attack was worse than the blast itself. I never want to feel that way again. Absolutely helpless. Thankfully, I was able to lull her asleep by purring. She is now worn out and will probably sleep for hours.

I listen intently to the heartbeat of my pup. The one thing that is keeping me sane right now, I mind–linked Eric to sedate her, but I didn’t want to risk my pup, and I didn’t want to pull him away from the clinic where he is tending to the wounded.

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