The afternoon light filtered through the raindrops and made its way through the windows, casting soft patterns across the couch. Talon lay on his back, staring tiredly at the ceiling as his vision came into focus. Lillian, at the moment, was warmly curled up next to him, her soft breaths constricting around his heart. He could feel the heat between them radiating. Live tension was impossible to ignore, it was electrifying. The simmering of his rut beneath his skin lingered in his mind, the desire primal and raw.
Talon shifted, catching a whiff of her scent – sweet and floral, unique to her. He had never smelled something quite like her before. It stirred something in him, a desire he didn’t fully understand yet. He watched her, taking in her scent, the way her hair fell into her face only to puff it away again, the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she slept… she was beautiful even when she was asleep. He knew that much already, though she was still a breathtaking sight in the early afternoon. She looked peaceful, lost in her dreams.
The comfort of the couch couldn’t last forever, and with the way the cushions of the couch were digging into his back, he didn’t want it to. Talon could feel the pulsing within himself start up again. He needed to distract himself from the overwhelming desire. “Lillian,” he whispered softly, petting her hair. “Wake up, beautiful.”
She stirred begrudgingly, blinking up at him as she registered where she was at. “Mmm… what time is it?” she asked, voice think with sleep.
“Time to find somewhere else to be.” He sighed. Lillian curled up against him, resting her head on his shoulder. Talon’s heart raced as his Wolf registered the proximity, the tension building as it swirled under their skin.
“Hey,” Lillian said softly, breaking the silence. “What are you thinking about?”
He hesitated, the heat inside him bubbling. “Just how nice it is to have you here,” he replied, his voice low and slightly charged.
She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. “Really?”
“Of course I do,” he said, leaning down to press his lips against her forehead softly. “You make everything feel… different. Better.” And she was different. This whole thing was worlds apart from what he had expected. Every hour that passed melted the anxiety a little more. He hoped she could feel it too.
Lillian smiled; her gaze always seems to ignite something primal within him. He felt his breath hitch as he looked down at her, the way her lips curled into a smile, the way she bit her lower lip as if trying to suppress her own desire. This girl was playing a dangerous game.
The air between them shifted, and Talon felt the tension snap all over again. He leaned closer, capturing her lips with his, the kiss fanning a fire within him that he had no hope of extinguishing. Lillian responded eagerly, her hands gripping his shoulders as she deepened the kiss, their bodies moulding to each other.
Talon’s hands found her waist, snaking around as he pulled her closer and pressed her back against the couch. The world around them faded away, leaving only the intoxicating sensation of her body against his. The dizzying scent of her own arousal. She wanted this. He could feel the heat radiating between them, and the primal urge within him surged to the forefront of his mind.
“Lillian,” he mumbled against her lips. “You drive me crazy.”
“The good kind of crazy?” she teased; her eyes sparkling as she nosed his hand. She wanted more attention.
“Every good kind of crazy,” he chuckled, leaning down to press his lips to hers again and ruffle through her hair. This time, the kiss was deeper, filled with urgency and need. He felt like his body was on fire. He could feel her body respond instinctively, pressing against him as he deepened the kiss, pouring all of the longing and desire he was showing right back into him.
As they kissed, Talon felt the pressure building inside him, the throbbing ache of his knot reminding him of the instincts that surged through him. He pulled back slightly, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he gazed down at her. “Are you sure you want this?” he asked, his voice low. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold back. My – My head. It’s hard to think.”
Lillian’s gaze was steady, filled with a mix of longing and impatience. She was sure of this, in the beginning she wasn’t, but she absolutely was now. “I want you, Talon. I want all of you.”
With those words, the last remnants of his restraint shattered. Talon kissed her again, threading his hands through her hair, smothering the tiny girl. He felt her warmth enveloping him, igniting him and swallowing him whole.
He laid her back against the couch, his body hovering over hers as he kissed her deeply. Lillian’s fingers tangled in his hair, arching herself into him, urging him on. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them lost in a haze as the rain pelted against the window.
“Talon…” she breathed; her voice thick with longing as heat swirled in the air between them.
“God, I need you,” he grumbled, trailing heated kisses down the length of her neck, savouring the way she shivered under his touch. The heat radiating from her body only ignited his need further, driving him wild.
In one swift motion, he shifted, positioning himself between her legs, his fingers slipping between her folds. The couch creaked beneath them, but he was far too lost in the moment to care. He captured her mouth again, their bodies melding together as she whimpered into his touch.
“Please, don’t stop,” Lillian gasped, her fingers clawing at his shoulders, urging him to press closer. Every touch sent waves of pleasure surging through them, the tension building until it felt it might shatter at any moment.
Talon felt his knot pulse between his thighs, the pressure building as he rocked his hips against her leg. “I won’t,” he promised. “Not for a second.”
“Need you!” she cried, arching her hips into his fingers, he could practically smell her desperation as she begged him for more.
“Oh, you’re going to get me,” Talon growled, suddenly pulling his fingers from the needy Omega’s folds. “Don’t think for a second you’re getting away.” He gripped her hip with one hand while his other tangled in her hair, a handful that left her breathless and completely at his mercy.
“Nnn…” Lillian whined, surrendering to him and relishing being so utterly controlled. Right now, she couldn’t get away, even if she wanted to.
“Get up,” he commanded, his voice a low growl. He wasn’t looking to wait. With a firm tug, he pulled her to her feet, dragging her along as he made his way to the bedroom. Their bodies brushed against each other as Talon left a trail of fire in his footsteps. He boomed towards the first room in the hallway, his – no- – their bedroom.
Once inside, he kicked the door shut behind them with a slam, the sound echoing in the charged silence. He turned to her, his gaze hungry, and with a teasing smirk, he whispered, “Now, let’s see just how much you can take.” The tension in the air swelled, anticipation crackling like electricity as he threw her onto the bed and ripped the shirt off her.
With that, he pushed her shoulders down and spread her so he could see everything. The purple and yellowing bruises on her hips, the pretty pink of her hole, and all the way down to the slick sliding down her plump thighs. He licked his lips, burying himself deep within her, feeling the warmth envelop him. He hissed at the tightness. The sensation was electric, a rush of pleasure that sent his mind spiralling. Lillian gasped, her eyes wide with surprise and delight as he filled her, wasting no time pushing back against his length.
His rut surged through him, urging him to claim her, to mark her as his own. Talon thrusted deeper, the sounds of their pleasure piercing in the air as they became lost to their urges. “God, Lillian,” he groaned, feeling her body tighten around him, pulling him in deeper. The sensations were overwhelming, and he felt the pressure building within him, a familiar wave that threatened to crush them both.
“More, Talon! Please! Fuck!” she cried; her voice filled with need as she pulled him closer. She felt like she was drunk. His scent… it was intoxicating. It was thick – she hadn’t ever met anyone who could pump out so many pheromones. The autumn pinecones were stinging her nose, the ginger was making her eyes water, every bit of his scent was enveloping all of her senses until there was nothing left but Alpha.
With each thrust, he felt himself slipping further into the depths – he wasn’t sure he planned to return, even as he watched the world around them fade away. He was lost in the sensation of her body against his, the intoxicating scent of her skin, the way she cried out his name as if he were the only thing she could think about. Talon two days ago on Friday evening could have benefitted knowing how good losing himself felt. It seemed no matter how hard he gripped her hips, no matter how far he pushed himself inside her, how often he kissed her – she was pushing right back against him. She seemed to be enjoying this, a lot. He sure was enjoying himself.
The bed creaked beneath them, the windows in the kitchen were probably absorbing enough sound to break them, but Talon couldn’t care less. His expensive black silk sheets were getting every fluid imaginable soaked into the fibres. What a lovely reminder that’ll be when she has to go home. All that mattered right now was the way they fit together, the way their bodies moved in perfect harmony. An Alpha and Omega’s bond was truly something special and sacred, disregarding the way he was defiling the pretty girl right now. Talon felt the pressure reach its peak, a familiar rush of heat washing over him as he continued thrusting into her with everything he had.
“I’m going to knot you,” he growled, his voice thick with desire, the instincts overwhelming him. His teeth tingled, had they ever done that before? He looked away from where he was disappearing into her and moved to the beautiful arch of her back. From there, his eyes trailed up to the delicious skin on the back of her neck, and around her shoulders.
“Yes! Knot me, Talon! Please!” she begged, her body arching into him, urging him on. Somewhere within himself he knew he shouldn’t, but it seemed like such a great idea right now. A little taste wouldn’t hurt, and his teeth felt magnetically pulled to those spots, so he decided he should.
With one final thrust, he buried himself deep, feeling the familiar swell of his knot as it locked them together. Almost every ounce of restraint snapped in that moment as he leaned over and sunk his teeth in. Lillian’s body tightened around him, her cries echoing off the walls as an aggressive orgasm surged through her body, pulling him over the edge with her.
They both gasped as the world exploded around them, the pleasure washing over them like a tidal wave. Talon held her close, his hands gripping her waist and teeth gripping her skin as he filled her.
As the sensations began to ebb, he pulled back slightly, licking the raised and punctured skin. “Are you okay?” Concern flickered in his eyes.
Lillian nodded; her cheeks flushed, “I’m okay, what did you do?” she whispered, her fingers brushing the teeth marks.
Talon felt a pang of anxiety strike his fuzzy head, feeling the sense of exhilaration lessen within him. “I – I don’t know. I couldn’t…” he stumbled, reluctantly pulling away from her. “I couldn’t help it.” He said lamely.
As they caught their breath, the world outside felt distant, but he knew he couldn’t ignore the reality that awaited them. Whatever the future held, Lillian was now a part of his life, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. But why the fuck would he bite there?
After enough time for Talon’s knot to go down again, Lillian got up quietly, pulling him with her to the attached bathroom. “Can we shower off really quick?” she asked, already reaching for the knob. Talon nodded, helping her with the finicky shower settings.
As the steam began to fill the small bathroom, Lillian stepped into the tight shower, the warm water cascading over her skin and washing away the sweat and fluids from the last two days. She felt a mix of anticipation and anxiety as she glanced at the bite mark on her neck in the foggy shower glass, a vivid fear developing in her head.
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The tender skin around the mark was sensitive, and she couldn’t help but run her fingers over it, tracing the shape of Talon’s teeth. A wave of worry washed over her. ‘What if he paired us?’ The thought sent a shiver down her spine, a mixture of excitement and fear coiling in her stomach. She wasn’t sure which one was more prominent at the moment.
Just then, she felt Talon’s presence behind her, warm and solid. He leaned in closer, pressing his body against hers, the heat radiating from him mingling with the steam. “You okay?” he asked softly, using a hand to rub along her body – trying to wash her with the water.
Lillian turned slightly, her gaze locking onto the bite mark. “This… it’s right next to my scent gland,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I thought…”
Talon’s fingers brushed against her skin gently. “You’re okay, Lillian. I wouldn’t do that to you.” He tilted her chin up to meet his gaze, his eyes darkened with sincerity. “I promise.”
She searched his eyes, seeking reassurance, and as she found it, her worry began to fade. The mark, while a sign of his claim, was not a threat. It was a reminder of their connection, a bond that was deepening in ways she hadn’t expected. But she hadn’t been claimed, yet.
Lillian sighed, the tension easing from her shoulders as she realized the bite wasn’t a pairing bite. “Okay,” she breathed. Her heart was racing, not just from fear, but from the intensity of everything.
Talon’s lips curled into a thankful smile; she wasn’t upset. “Now, let’s clean up a little.” He leaned close to her, grabbing a random soap bottle behind her from the shelf. The shower was small, and barely fit them, but Talon kind of liked that she couldn’t be far from him right now. He was enjoying washing the Omega, paying so much attention to her and watching as she smiled and melted under his hands.
As Talon cleaned her, Lillian felt a surge of comfort wash over her alongside the soap. Somewhere within her, she knew that whatever claim he could have had on her, it was one she’d willingly embrace. It was a strange feeling to have, she didn’t think she’d be ready for an official claim until she was 25. Most people pair before then, but Lillian always felt it was smarter to make sure she knew what she was doing before deciding on a life partner.
As the warm water poured over them, Lillian still felt the lingering throbs of the bite mark on her neck. Talon’s hands moved tenderly over her skin, and while she found comfort in his touch, she was dreading brushing the knots out of her hair.
After they finished showering, the two stepped out, steam swirling around them as they dried off. Talon’s expression grew serious as he caught her gaze, a flicker of concern crossing his features. “You know, I thought… I thought I might have paired with you,” he admitted.
Lillian’s heart raced at his words, a mix of panic and excitement flooding her senses. “You did?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Not in the way I wanted,” he clarified, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. “I didn’t mean to mark you like that. I got carried away, I’m sorry.”
She stepped closer, her heart pounding beneath the drops of water lingering on her skin. “But it’s not on my scent gland… it’s right next to it.” She searched his eyes, trying to gauge his feelings. “That does mean I’m safe, right?”
Talon’s expression softened, and he nodded slowly. “Yes. You’re safe. I wouldn’t hurt you.” The sincerity in his voice washed over her like a soothing balm. “Or rather, I don’t think my Wolf would let me.” Maybe he did have more control over his Wolf now. He had intended to bite right where his instincts led him, but somehow, he missed? That couldn’t have been an accident.
Feeling a wave of relief, Lillian took his hand, intertwining their fingers as they made their way to the bedroom. Once inside, they collapsed onto the bed, the sheets cool against their warm skin. Talon pulled Lillian against him, their bodies fitting together perfectly as he wrapped his arms around her. She nestled into his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her cheek.
“I don’t want to rush anything,” he said quietly, brushing his fingertips along her spine. “I don’t know what you do to me, but you’re special.”
Lillian looked up at him, her heart swelling at his words. She loved the way he held her, so fiercely protective and yet so gentle. “I feel the same,” she confessed, a shy smile playing on her lips. Her hair could wait, she didn’t want to move and was frankly exhausted from the last two hours. Besides, her hairbrush wasn’t important enough for her to leave the Alpha’s warm embrace.
Talon’s mind was fogged with the remnants of his rut as he awoke again. Lillian lay beside him, her presence a warm comfort against his side, but the heat within him was insistent, and growing more intense by the minute. Talon could feel the urges thrumming beneath his skin, an overwhelming need to claim all of her again.
He had never experienced anything like her before. She made his instincts scream at him, urging him to take control, lose his mind. Lillian stirred slightly, shifting closer as if sensing the change in his demeanour. Her soft breaths filled the air, and Talon’s heart raced at the sight of her, so peaceful and beautiful. He could feel the tension building, the urge to take her was overcoming him.
“Lillian,” he groaned. He brushed a hand gently through her fluffy blonde bangs, savouring the moment. But as she opened her eyes, blinking sleepily at him, the heat surged again, more demanding than before.
“Good morning,” she said, her voice a soft melody that sent shivers down his spine. There was a sweetness to her that made him want to protect her against the world, meanwhile his Wolf also wanted to ravage her, to drown out everything else but the two of them.
“Morning,” he chuckled, his voice low and gravelly. It wasn’t morning, but who cared? “I—uh, how are you feeling?”
Lillian smiled; contentedness evident in her eyes. “Tired but good. Earlier was—intense.”
“Yeah,” Talon agreed, his heart racing as he recalled the feeling of sinking his teeth into her, her cries of pleasure. “It was.” He could feel his blood pumping fiercely behind his skin, the need for her growing stronger by the second.
As if sensing his uneasiness, she shifted closer, pressing her body against his. The warmth of her skin made his heart swell as he fought to keep his composure. “Talon…” she whispered, her voice trailing off as she nuzzled against him.
The sound of her voice sent his instincts spiralling. He could feel the heat pooling in his core, his aching knot begging for relief. “Lillian, I…” he started, but the words got caught in his throat. Instead, he leaned down to begin to kiss her deeply. He wanted her. He needed her. He wanted to pour all the longing and desire he felt into that single kiss.
She responded eagerly, her hands threading through his tousled blond hair as she pressed herself against him. Talon groaned, feeling his dick swell painfully as he deepened the kiss, their bodies moving closer. Just as they began to spiral out of control, the shrill sound of the fire alarm pierced the air, jolting them both back to reality.
“What the hell?” Talon asked angrily, pulling her against him protectively as the blaring noise echoed through the apartment. Panic surged through him—his instincts flaring. “We need to get out of here.”
Lillian’s eyes widened; her own worries flaring. “Is it serious?” she asked, glancing around the room looking for any sign of a fire.
“I don’t know, but we can’t stick around to find out,” he said, quickly throwing on a pair of pants and a t-shirt, his heart racing as he glanced back at Lillian. “Get your things! We need to go!”
She nodded quietly, throwing on whatever she could find within the room. She then scrambled to grab her phone as Talon undid the deadbolt, leading the way out of the apartment. The hallway was filled with the sound of the alarm, panicked conversations, and the hurried footsteps of other residents. Talon’s protective instincts kicked in as he shielded Lillian with his body, guiding her through the chaos. If he didn’t know any better, he’d pick her up to get her out faster and safer. She was far too small to be in all this chaos.
They made their way down the stairs, the noises echoing in the enclosed space. Talon could feel his rut still simmering beneath the surface, a constant, maddening reminder of what they were risking going outside right now. The adrenaline coursing through his veins heightened his awareness, the scent of Lillian mixing with the panic in the air.
As they reached the ground floor and stepped outside, the cool mist and interspersed drops of rain hit them. The alarm continued to blare, and residents gathered on the sidewalk, some still in their pyjamas, most looking bewildered.
Talon scanned the crowd, his instincts still on high alert. It wouldn’t take long for panic to lessen and for people to pick up the scent of an aroused, unmated Omega and an Alpha in rut. It was illegal to be out in public while in a mating cycle. “Let’s move over there,” he said, pointing to a shadowy corner of the alleyway beside the building. It was secluded, away from the crowd, and he could still keep an eye everything going on.
Once they were tucked away in the alley, he turned to Lillian. His heart pounded, not just from the alarm, but from the close proximity to her. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and confusion. “What now?”
Before he could overthink it, his Wolf within him surged again, primal and insistent. Talon stepped closer, backing her against the cool brick wall of the alley. “I’m sorry, I can’t hold back much longer,” he panted, his body feeling hot and clammy in the chilly England weather.
Lillian’s breath hitched, and before she could respond, he kissed her with an urgency that stole her breath away. The sound of the alarm faded away; it was just the two of them, and the pounding of their hearts echoing in the quiet space.
He pressed against her, feeling the warmth radiating from her body. Lillian whimpered softly as his hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against him. “Talon…” she gasped, her body responding instinctively to his closeness.
He couldn’t help it. The moment their bodies connected; it sent a jolt of electricity through him. He thrust against her, feeling the heat of her body seep into him. “You feel so good,” he groaned, “I can’t help myself when I’m around you. I want you up against this wall. Right now.” He darkened, waiting for a green light of any kind.
“Please,” she whispered, her eyes lighting up with an unspoken ‘yes’. “I need you.” She whined, pulling her shorts down to allow him better access and lifting a leg up for him to grab.
Talon grasped her leg with one hand, pulling his shorts down enough to pull his cock out. With a growl, Talon obliged, picking up her other leg and hiking her up against the brick. He thrusted into her with a force that made her gasp. The alleyway was filled with the sounds of their bodies meeting, a symphony of pleasure that drowned out the world outside. He could feel her warmth enveloping him, pulling him deeper and deeper into the haze of desire.
“God, Lillian,” he whispered, his hands gripping her hips as he drove into her harder. “You’re so tight—so perfect.”
“More, Talon! Please!” she begged, her voice breathy and loud in the small alley.
It was clear he was driving her just as crazy as she drove him, but he knew they couldn’t be too loud. They’d get in a lot of trouble if they were caught out here with Talon in his current state. With each thrust, he felt himself slipping further into the depths of his instincts. He was lost in the sensation of her body against his, the intoxicating scent of her skin, the way she cried out his name as if he were the only thing that mattered.
It took a moment to gain the cognition. He moved one arm further under her ass to help keep her up and moved the other hand to press against her mouth to muffle the loud moans and cries. It helped, not much, but it helped. It was hot to have this control over her, knowing he could try anything and still have a good time with her. But it was also important to him knowing she was intelligent enough to tell him to stop for any reason. He admired her agency when they discussed their boundaries on Saturday.
The alleyway felt like a small sanctuary, a private world where nothing else existed but their pleasure. Talon felt the pressure building inside him, a familiar wave of heat singing through his veins. “I’m getting close,” he grunted, his voice strained.
“Fuck, Talon,” she cried, her body arching into him. “Wait! We’ll be stuck here!” She exclaimed, pulling her mouth from his hand easily. With one final thrust, he pulled himself out right as his knot swelled, shooting several thick ropes of cum on her legs and the brick wall. Lillian’s hips couldn’t help but try to chase him as he broke away.
They both panted as the world filled in around them. The fire alarm had stopped, potentially a few minutes ago, as people started to file back into the building. Now that everyone was less panicked and ready to return to their day, their noses twitched – sensing the two nearby. Talon held her close, his hands gripping her waist as he caught his breath, admiring his fluids on her.
As the sensations began to ebb, he pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling in the cool air. “Are you okay?” he sighed, concern flickering in his eyes.
Lillian nodded, her cheeks flushed, worry about their predicament seeping in. “I’m very okay,” she whispered, her fingers brushing against his cheek. “But it’s time to go in now. We can’t stay here.”
Talon chuckled softly, the tension of his rut beginning to fade. “Let’s get back inside before someone sees us,” he agreed, reluctantly pulling away from her and gently lowering her onto her shaky legs.
As they hurriedly fixed their clothes, the adrenaline still pulsing through them, Lillian couldn’t shake the feeling of urgency. They needed to get inside before anyone noticed them lingering in the aftermath of the alarm. Talon adjusted his shirt, his movements quick and slightly frantic as he glanced towards the lobby.
“Let’s go,” he decided, taking her hand and guiding her towards the entrance. The moment they stepped into the lobby; the atmosphere shifted. A crowd of guests were filtering back in, and Lillian felt a wave of relief wash over her—until the door swung open, and an Alpha entered.
The Alpha stood tall and imposing, his muscular frame radiating strength and authority. Dark, slicked back long hair framed a sharp face with sharp cheekbones and a strong jawline. His intense, piercing hazel eyes held a predatory glint, scanning the room with confidence. He dressed in comfortable clothing that appeared too small, but accentuated his build, he moved with an effortless grace that exuded both danger and allure.
Lillian felt the moment he caught her scent; his nostrils flared, and his gaze locked onto her with an intensity that made her heart race. Talon’s grip on her tightened, his body tensing beside her. “Who’s this?” the Alpha asked, his voice low and smooth, dripping with possessiveness as he stepped closer, his eyes flicking between Lillian and Talon. There was an air of arrogance in his deep voice, it was obvious he was accustomed to getting what he wanted, and in that moment, he viewed Lillian as a prize.
Talon’s expression darkened, a protective growl rumbling low in his throat. “She’s with me,” he asserted, stepping in front of Lillian, shielding her from the Alpha’s gaze. The tension in the air tasted stale, and Lillian could sense the impending confrontation.
“Doesn’t look like it,” the Alpha replied, looking at her clearly unmarked neck. A smirk played on his lips as he took another step forward. “I can smell her; she’d be quite a treat.”
