THE OMEGA'S HEAT

Harrietta 1 story

Summary

She didn't mean to moan when he pressed her against the stone wall, his hand between her thighs, his breath scorching against her ear. "You're soaking, little Omega," Damien growled. "Tell me-did you think of us when you touched yourself at night? Or did you cry and clench your legs shut like a good little liar?" She trembled. Her scent betrayed her. Heat rolled off her like fog, thick and sweet. Lucian's voice came next, rough and dark. "You ran from us. Left us hard and hungry. Do you know how close I came to tearing through that city just to feel your cunt grip my cock?" Her knees buckled, but Kael caught her, dragging her back into his chest with a growl. "You belong to us, Omega. Say it, or I'll bend you over this desk and make you remember with every inch." She gasped, lips parted, but her voice broke before the words came. "Say it," Damien snapped. "Say who owns this filthy little body." The mate bond snapped - wild, brutal, inescapable. Three Alphas. One trembling, heat-soaked Omega. She burned for them. Ached for them. And when she ran, they hunted. Now they've found her again-trembling, slick, lying to herself with every breath she takes. But there's no more mercy. No more escape. She'll scream when they mark her. Shake when they knot her. Break when they bond her. This time, they don't make love. They destroy her. And she begs for more.