My bedroom was dark and quiet when I shoved the door open and kicked it shut behind us. Only then did I finally put Perrie back down on her feet again.
She was dressed in a too-short skirt that hugged the top of her thighs and had apparently ridden up while I’d been carrying her through the house. Then there was the halter top that clung to the curve of her breasts in a way that made me want to shred the thin material with my teeth.
Both pieces were things that I’d never seen her in before and were outside of the realm of what she usually wore.
“Edison?” Perrie reached for my face, her auburn brows drawing together as she tried to reach me.
But I was too far gone to be the usual gentleman that she always saw.
Grabbing the front of her shirt, I tugged it up over her head, making her squawk in protest as I chucked it somewhere into the dark room.
“Edison, we should talk about—” Perrie said, covering her breasts with her hands, her glossy pink lips pulling down into a frown.
“Later,” I barely managed to get out through gritted teeth.
The need to have her, to possess her and never let her leave this fucking room again was riding me so hard that my vision seemed to tunnel in on the omega in front of me.
All that mattered right now was her and I needed to feel her satiny soft skin against mine or I was going to lose it.
Perrie seemed to understand what I needed because her fingers were already working at the knot of my tie, sliding it from around my neck.
I didn’t have the patience for the slow undressing that she was used to. There was going to be nothing languid about this. I hungrily dropped my face down so that our mouths could come together in a mess of teeth and tongues.
Shrugging my jacket off, I gave Perrie a shove towards my bed and watched as she flopped down onto the brocade comforter, her red hair fanning around her head as she looked up at me.
“Well,” she said, pulling her bottom lip in with her teeth. “You’ve got me now, Edison, what are you going to do next?”
Mate, mate, mate, my inner alpha chanted and I realized that I was almost painfully hard, my cock straining against my dark slacks.
The sudden need to be completely naked filled me and I shredded yet another shirt, my buttons flying off as I chucked the white material over my shoulder and moved onto my pants next.
“You’re going to run out of shirts if you keep this up,” Perrie joked as she watched me finish undressing. Gray eyes sliding down my torso to my stiff erection. “Though I don’t necessarily mind you looking like this all the time.”
I didn’t say anything and instead grabbed the hem of her tiny ass little skirt that she decided to walk around in tonight and ripped it clear down the seam, shredding her panties with it.
Normally, at this point I would stretch her with my tongue or fingers, readying her to take my length, but tonight my instincts were riding me in what I only vaguely understood was a rut.
It had been almost ten years since I’d experienced one and I thought it was something that only young, inexperienced alphas found themselves getting tipped into.
But now, as I notched the head of my cock at Perrie’s weeping entrance, I realized that it may be one of the most powerful ones I’d ever had and it was only spurred on by my omega’s moan of need as I slammed home.
Perrie’s arms locked up underneath my arms, her fingers dimpling in the flesh of my back as I pulled out and pushed in again, our hips connecting in a loud slap of skin-on-skin.
All of the times that we’d slept together before, I held myself back, afraid to hurt my little wife. I kept myself in near-complete control, just happy if Perrie had a good time.
Now, as our bodies writhed together on my bed, Perrie’s fingernails dug a line down my back as her lips were open in a keen of pleasure.
“Don’t stop!” Her words were a loud gasp in my ear as I suckled on the side of her neck, the top of her collarbone, and then eventually on one of the stiff peaks of her nipples. Reddish-blue bruises formed in my wake and I fixated on them as Perrie left her own marks on my back with her nails.
Soon enough, I felt Perrie clench down hard around my cock, her body twitching underneath mine as she came with a garbled shout.
I paused to give her a moment, but my inner alpha was having none of it.
More, more, more, it chanted and I gave into my baser instincts, slipping out of my omega and flipping her over onto her knees before pressing my cock to her still twitching entrance again.
“I need a second, Edis—” Perrie began, but I was already sliding in, my hands gripping her hips tightly as we continued our mating.
Her back, one of the things I loved the most about her slender body, twitched under my lips as I continued my quest to cover her pale skin in as many of my kiss marks as I could manage, my teeth nipping here and there as another suggestion came down the line from my instincts.
Bond, bond, bond. It made almost complete and perfect sense in a way—even to the rational part of my brain that was pushed so far back in my mind that I wasn’t sure I would ever get it back at this point.
Suddenly, Perrie was sitting up on her knees, her back pressing into my chest as she grabbed the back of my head, her fingers curling into my hair as she pulled my face to hers. “Do it.”
I frowned at her, confused by her words.
“Bite me, Edison, bond me. I’ll show you I’m not going anywhere.”
I hadn’t realized that my inner alpha’s words in my head had also seemingly been coming out of my mouth like repeated prayers that only Perrie could answer.
It was at the moment that I normally would have let cooler heads prevail. Give her more orgasms and knot her to me so she couldn’t go anywhere—stick with my plan to figure out all of the shit that was going on with the five families before I took a step as big as bonding with the omega in front of me.
Hell, I would have also waited for Rhodes to finally make a decision so that we could bond her together… because even as I told him that I didn’t want to do anything with him anymore, there was always a secret hope in my head that we’d still end up together in the end.
None of that mattered now, though. No, as Perrie brought my lips to hers in another long kiss, all I could think about was biting her. My teeth ached fiercely and I realized it was because the glands in my gums that all alphas had—the ones that were filled with the bonding hormone that would create a psychic connection between an alpha and their beta or omega lovers—were filling up and almost willing me to finish the job.
Perrie rolled her hips back into mine, bringing my knot just inside of the entrance of her pussy. “Do it, Edison.”
Her purred urging was all I needed to let go and do as she asked, like a siren calling a sailor from the safe decks of his ship and into her enticing waters, I was ready to jump in feet first.
