Eclipse Sector (V-Clan #3)

23. Cillian

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

CILLIAN

What the fuck is going on?!

One minute, Ivana was reveling in pleasure, and the next, she was screaming.

Crying.

And suddenly in the throes of an intense estrus.

Kieran, I said, tapping into my best friend’s mind. Before he could reply or chastise me for interrupting his sleep, I told him, Ivana just went into heat.

So did three other Omegas, he replied without missing a beat. I was just about to call for you.

Fuck . I held Ivana’s face between my hands as I tried to keep her beneath me. But she was squirming almost violently, her mind chaotic and desperate. She kept thinking about her toy, how she needed it to help.

Because I wouldn’t come to help her.

“I’m right here, love,” I told her. Yet she didn’t seem to hear me. She was too lost in her thoughts, her past experiences replaying loudly through her mind.

“Ivana, I’m right here,” I tried again as Kieran said my name.

Sorry, can you repeat that? I asked him, my gaze on Ivana’s tear-stained face. She seemed to be looking right through me, not at me.

I have Lorcan on the phone—two of the Omegas in Night Sector just went into heat as well.

I frowned. Two candidates?

Yeah. A small group decided to shadow back to their respective nests rather than stay in Blood Sector.

They don’t trust us, I translated.

No, they don’t. And this isn’t helping, he muttered. We need ? —

He abruptly stopped talking, making me stiffen. Kieran?

No response, causing me to sink deeper into his mind.

Where I learned right along with him that another Omega candidate had just gone into heat in Night Sector.

“Fuck,” I breathed, only for Ivana to still beneath me.

“C-Cillian?” she whispered, her eyes seeming to clear for a moment.

But that moment was short-lived, because in the next instant, she was back in the darkness of her past, her thoughts instantly telling her not to hope. He never comes, she told herself for the thousandth time. Stars, he never comes.

“Iv—”

She shadowed out from beneath me to clumsily land on the floor beside the bed, her ability short-circuiting due to her vulnerable state. Omegas often lost control of their talents while in estrus; all their bodies wanted to do was breed .

Ivana yanked open the drawer on her nightstand, her hand curling around a thick dildo that she promptly pulled toward her slick cunt.

I growled as she shoved it inside herself without so much as a warm-up, her entire body curling onto her side on the bare floor as sobs racked her body.

“Fuck, Ivana,” I whispered, seeing her come undone in a way I never wanted to witness again.

But I couldn’t help gaping at her for a prolonged period of time as the reality of what I was seeing—what I was learning —slashed right through my heart.

This was how she endured her heat cycles. How she’d always endured them.

Because I’d never come.

I’d left her to this fate.

Left her in this agonized state.

For six fucking years .

Cillian! Kieran shouted into my mind, clearly having tried to grasp my attention for however many minutes had passed. He said something now about Alpha Carlos—the former leader of what used to be Bariloche Sector—drawing me slightly into his thoughts, only for Ivana’s pained mewl to draw me right back out.

“Gods, macushla…” She sounded so distraught and broken. So unlike the Omega I knew and loved.

I shadowed off the bed to the floor and scooped her up into my arms, my chest instantly igniting with a deep, resounding purr.

“I’m sorry,” I told her. “I’m so fucking sorry.” I pulled her back into her nest, my body wrapping around hers as she continued using that damn thing between her legs while furiously stroking her clit with her thumb.

Not enough. Not enough. Not enough. The words were a chant in her head.

I pressed my lips to her neck, my purr loud and demanding against her back. She didn’t even seem to notice I was here, her body contorting into a tighter fetal position as I cocooned her from behind.

“Vana,” I breathed, my teeth skimming her raging pulse. I hadn’t bitten her yet, because the moment I’d been about to, she’d gone into a full-blown heat. “I’m right?—”

Cillian, Kieran said again, drawing my attention back to his mind. Did you hear what I said about the estrus parties?

Estrus parties? I repeated more to myself than to him. Then I shook my head. Because it didn’t matter. Kieran, I can’t do this right now, I said to him for the first time in our very long friendship. Ivana… Ivana needs me. I can’t focus on what you’re saying while she’s… I trailed off, swallowing. She needs me, I repeated, my arms tightening around her.

You’re choosing to focus on Ivana instead of our present issue? Kieran asked slowly, his mental voice holding an edge to it that had my teeth grinding together.

She’s part of that “issue,” as you call it, I argued. And someone has to take care of her. Something I’d failed to do for far too long.

And that someone is you? he pressed, that edge still underlining his tone. It wasn’t incredulity, but it was definitely an emotion of some kind.

However, I really didn’t have the patience to determine what that edge meant or why he was being a dick about this.

Yes, I snarled at him. She’s mine. And she needs me. So fuck off.

Silence met my words, making me relax only marginally.

Because Ivana was still sobbing and using that damn toy on herself instead of my knot.

Instead of me .

Because she had yet to realize I was here despite my purr at her back.

“Iv—”

Cillian , Kieran interrupted again, a thousand years of being connected to his mind making it very easy for him to call for me.

What? I demanded.

It’s about fucking time you claimed that female, he said to me. Now give her your complete focus and stop listening to me.

I blinked. Then I snorted back at him. You’re an asshole.

Likewise. Now go take care of your woman. A mental wall seemed to slam down between us, one I didn’t even know he could create.

Or perhaps I’d done it.

I’d evaluate it later. After I helped Ivana.

Pressing another kiss to her throat, I slid one hand down her body to where her hand was working between her thighs. “Take out this fucking dildo, Omega,” I said into her ear as I grabbed her wrist. “And get up on your hands and knees.”

Her entire body jolted against mine, her mind seeming to clear once more. “Alpha?”

“Yes, I’m here, and I want to fuck you. So get rid of this poor excuse for a knot and let me mount you.”

Ivana released a sound that was part whine, part relief, and pulled the contraption from between her legs.

Only to freeze in the next instant as her mind rebelled, telling her this was a fantasy, that I wasn’t really here because I never come for her.

Overhearing all that chaos—and the residual pain those thoughts caused—had me growling against her neck in a way only an Alpha could. “ Now , Omega,” I demanded. “Get that sexy ass of yours in the air, spread your fucking legs, and present yourself to me.”

She shivered in response to the dominant wave of energy I released onto her, the cloud in her mind subsiding in an instant.

You’re really here, she thought at me.

Yes, I am. And my knot is so damn swollen that I’m about to take you just like this. So either get yourself into position, or grab on to the mattress. Because I’m going to fuck you, Omega. Hard.

Another tremble worked its way through her, this one causing her to finally move the way I wanted.

Every part of her shook as she went up onto her hands and knees, her slick running down her inner thighs. I palmed her there, my fingers instantly finding her aching channel and soaking my skin.

“I was just inside you, Omega,” I reminded her. “Filling you with my seed. Don’t you remember?”

I pulled my hand away and positioned myself behind her on my knees, all while bringing my palm around to her mouth.

“Lick my fingers,” I told her. “Taste us.”

Because my cum had mingled with her essence, providing an erotic mixture I knew she would enjoy. Especially in this state.

Because Omegas in heat loved the flavor of anything related to sex with an Alpha. And her tasting our combined pleasure would prove to her that I was here. That I hadn’t abandoned her like all those other times. That her Alpha had finally joined her in her nest.

Her tongue tentatively touched my skin, reigniting the purr in my chest.

That purr turned into a low growl as she wrapped her plump lips around my finger and sucked it deep into her mouth.

I grabbed her hip with my opposite palm, my lower half aligning with her pretty little rump as my cock easily found her weeping entrance.

Gripping her jaw, I forced her to take my second finger into her mouth as I thrust deep inside her.

She screamed around my hand, her nails digging into the bedding in response to my abrupt movements. Then she sucked hard on my fingers while her ass moved against me, begging me to properly take her. To fuck her. To force her into oblivion.

I didn’t go easy on her like I did before. Earlier had been about finally giving in to our instincts and experiencing each other for the first time.

This was about an Alpha satisfying his Omega.

She was vulnerable, in pain, and needed my knot. Not to mention all the other care and affection she would require for however long this forced heat would last.

She whimpered in reply, her tongue swirling around my fingers to take in every drop of our shared essence.

He’s here, she told herself on repeat. My Alpha’s here. He’s here.

I leaned over her, my lips finding her nape as I gently bit down, dominating her in a way I knew she needed to feel safe.

Yes, I’m here, I confirmed into her mind. No more toys, Vana. No more solo heats. I’m fucking here. I punctuated that last word with my hips, forcing her to feel my throbbing knot at the base.

Her responding mewl had my palm leaving her hip to dip between her thighs, my thumb finding her swollen clit and giving it some overdue attention.

She came immediately, her estrus-primed form forcing her to live on the perpetual edge of pleasure in her current state.

A soft cry escaped her, the sound muffled by my hand.

Not enough, she was thinking. Not enough.

I growled against her nape, my hips moving faster and harder against her. “You want my knot, Omega?”

“Yessss,” she hissed, causing my fingers to leave her mouth.

I wrapped my damp hand around her throat and squeezed, my other palm still between her thighs as I fucked her into oblivion.

It’d been a long time since I’d experienced the pleasure of an Omega’s pussy. A long time since I’d knotted anyone.

Until tonight.

Until finally taking Ivana.

“Over six years,” I panted against her nape, aware that she probably had no idea what I was saying or why. “I haven’t seen an Omega through her heat in over six years, Vana. Since the day I found you, I’ve wanted no one else. Only you.”

It was an admission I would likely have to reiterate later.

Or maybe she’d remember.

Heats varied for every Omega, their minds and bodies handling the experience in different ways.

Ivana responded by pressing back against me, her small form quivering violently beneath me.

“Don’t worry, macushla,” I said, my lips moving to her ear. “I might be out of practice, but I have years of fantasies for us to explore.”

So. Many. Fucking. Fantasies .

“You’re going to be so sore when I finish with you,” I warned her. “But I’ll make it all better, Vana. I’ll kiss every bruise. Every mark. Lick your sweet cunt until you pass out from coming. Bathe you. Feed you. Then fuck you again.”

Her pussy spasmed around me, another climax taking her under from my words alone.

She wanted all of that and more.

If only she understood what more meant. But by the time she woke from her heat, she would grasp the meaning entirely.

Then I’d officially make her mine .

The thought of mating her had my knot shooting out of me in a primal claim, my animal roaring within as I growled out my release.

Fuck , I groaned, the orgasm stealing through me in an intense wave of delicious agony.

Ivana joined me in the downward spiral, her climax eliciting a scream of pleasure followed by violent spasms as she fell into a powerful rapturous state.

My knot throbbed in her, my cum filling her to completion. Each pulsation stirred orgasmic ripples that kept her satiated and content, her body pleased with our connection.

Alas, it wouldn’t last for long.

She needed constant relief, her overheated form obsessed with one goal— procreation .

I had no idea if she could even breed in this state, as this wasn’t a normal heat cycle. And it was far too late for me to do anything about preventing a pregnancy. The males of our kind had pills that we could take, but they required planning.

There was no planning here, just desperate yearning.

A renewed yearning that Ivana was beginning to feel again now.

She started to growl, her little cunt squeezing my knot as she attempted to squirm away from me and force us to begin again.

My teeth clamped down on her nape, my hand leaving her heat to wrap my arm around her middle.

“Don’t move,” I told her. Because if she tried to pull away right now, my knot would rip out of her. And while she might not notice the pain in her current state, she would absolutely notice later.

Ivana snarled in response, causing my wolf to snarl right back at her.

She whimpered then, her body submitting to mine, her instincts fully overtaken by her animal’s wants and needs.

I purred, telling her without words that I appreciated her listening to me and that I would reward her for it. Soon .

“Please, Alpha,” she said after several more minutes.

I hushed her, my purr still rumbling against her back as I kissed her nape. “You’re doing so well, Vana. So very well.”

I was no longer coming, but my knot held us together. Neither of us could control it, as my body was made to breed her.

Fuck , I didn’t want to create a pup. My bloodline was supposed to die with me.

And yet, the notion of Ivana pregnant… It did something to me. Elicited a feral need to keep myself lodged inside her until I was certain my seed had taken root.

I pressed my lips into her nape, these ideas making me dizzy.

It’s her scent, I told myself. Her heat. I’m not thinking straight.

Except I’d never felt more certain of anything in my life. I wanted this female. I’d wanted her for years. And now I had her beneath me.

My pretty Omega.

My daring little vixen.

She might be submitting to me right now, but I knew she would challenge me the moment her heat ended.

Which meant I needed to enjoy this to the fullest. To stop thinking and just let our beasts fuck one another.

My knot finally returned to the base of my shaft, my body clearly getting the memo from my mind.

I immediately pulled out of Ivana and flipped her, my desire to see her eyes a yearning I couldn’t ignore.

“Look at me,” I demanded, a growl underlying my tone.

Ivana’s long blonde lashes fluttered, her gaze positively drunk on endorphins as she gazed up at me. “Yes, Alpha.”

Godsdamn , those words made me instantly aroused. “I’m going to enjoy fucking you, Omega. In every way imaginable.”

Her legs encircled my hips, her slick heat pressing against my groin. “Yes, Alpha,” she repeated, making me shudder.

“Grab my shoulders, macushla,” I told her. “And don’t be afraid to use your claws.”

Because I was going to fuck her into oblivion. Put her in a pleasure coma. Then I’d force her to hydrate and eat when she eventually woke up.

And knot her again and again…