Eclipse Sector (V-Clan #3)

24. Ivana

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

IVANA

My Alpha is here. But he’s being a dick.

A snort sounded in response to my thoughts. Finish your sandwich, he said into my mind.

My wolf growled, irritated by our Alpha’s insistence that I eat. All we wanted was to fuck . But every time I put my rump in the air, he slapped my ass instead.

“I won’t fuck you again until I’m satisfied that your basic needs have been met,” he informed me for what felt like the hundredth time. “Stop being stubborn, Vana.”

Me? Stubborn? Now I snorted at him. You’re the one obsessed with food.

He kept doing this to me—pausing and demanding that I eat.

“It’s been seven days, macushla. You have to stay hydrated. I wouldn’t be doing my job if I didn’t feed you.”

“Hmph,” I grumbled in reply before taking another forced bite of the food. It tasted dry in my mouth. Boring. Lacking in the flavor I desperately craved.

My gaze dropped to his groin and the impressive knot at the base of his dick. I licked my lips, longing for a taste.

“Take three more bites and I’ll let you suck my cock, Omega,” he told me.

My eyes lifted to his dark orbs, my nipples tightening at the look I found waiting for me there.

He was just as aroused as I was, yet he was playing hard to get. Or maybe he just enjoyed delayed gratification.

Regardless, I forced my mouth to close around the sandwich, then chewed and swallowed before setting the food back down and crawling toward him on the bed.

“No, Vana. Two more bites.”

I growled at him in response, tired of this game. “Knot. Now.”

His lips curled. “I should have known you would continue trying to tell me what to do, even while in heat.” He leaned forward then, his nose meeting mine. “And no. Two more bites, then we’ll fuck.”

He lifted his own meal to my mouth.

My nose crinkled, the scent not at all appealing. But I forced myself to obey, to satisfy my Alpha.

“Good girl,” he praised, making my wolf preen inside. “I really hope you remember this later, macushla. It’s been most entertaining.”

Why wouldn’t I remember it? I wondered. Silly Alpha .

He also kept calling me macushla . I had no idea what it meant, but my wolf seemed to like it. I preferred Omega .

“One more bite, Omega ,” he said, like he could read my mind.

Maybe he could.

He grinned again like he was amused by something. I liked that expression, so I did what he asked and swallowed.

“Such an obedient little Omega,” he mused, his knuckles brushing my cheek. “I think I like you in this state, Vana. All sex crazed and obsessed with my knot. It’s quite enjoyable.”

All I cared about was him mentioning his knot. Mine , I thought, eyeing the impressive bulge. My knot.

He chuckled.

I ignored him and crawled between his sprawled legs so I could lick the object of my affection.

Something shuffled above—him setting down that irritating plate of food?—and he grabbed the back of my head. I moaned as his fingers threaded through the strands of my hair, his thick cock a brand against my lips.

“Get me ready for you, love,” he told me. “Make me so damn hard I can’t think of anything other than knotting you.”

Mmm, that was a challenge I understood and accepted.

My tongue traced the underside of his impressive length, all the way to the tip. Some precum waited for me there, making me hungry for more.

I took him into my mouth, sucking him all the way down as far as my throat would allow. But my lips didn’t even graze the top of his knot. He was too long and wide for me to swallow him completely, making me mewl around him in frustration.

“Shh,” he hushed. “Use your hand, Omega. Massage my knot while you stroke the rest of me with your mouth and tongue.”

I shivered, loving the way he coached me.

He’d done that the last few times as well, almost as though he knew I wasn’t experienced in this area.

Some part of my mind registered that realization, a deeper part of me beginning to surface. A part of me that understood history.

Cillian , I thought, tasting the name. Mmm, my Cillian.

Your Cillian, my Alpha echoed, confirming I was right. It seems your heat is starting to subside.

Hmm? I hummed, confused by his meaning.

Better keep sucking, love. I want to knot you a few more times before you’re coherent enough to feel how sore you are.

Sore? I repeated, my nose crinkling. I wasn’t sore at all, just empty .

Something I intended to fix by making my Alpha give me his knot.

I ran my teeth along his sensitive skin—an action that had him growling in response—and wrapped my palm around his wide base. His growl deepened as I applied pressure to his knot, causing my wolf to dance excitedly inside me.

My insides clenched in anticipation of awakening my chosen beast. Gods, he was fierce and protective and strong .

I laid my free hand over his thigh, my nails digging into his muscular leg as I sucked him hard to the tip. Then I pushed back down again, desperately trying to take more of him.

“You know how I feel about you choking yourself,” he gritted out. “I want you breathing and panting, Omega, not suffocating and coughing.”

I eased back a bit, listening to my Alpha’s command, and swirled my tongue around his tip—a trick I’d learned the other day, one I knew my chosen mate liked.

“Good girl,” he praised, his fingers releasing some of their pressure in my hair. “So fucking good, Vana.”

My legs clenched, my inner thighs slick with need. I enjoyed pleasing my beast. And I loved when he expressed his appreciation of my actions.

I squeezed his knot again and groaned as he rewarded me with more precum.

Then suddenly I found myself on my back and looking up into a pair of dark, intense eyes. “You’ve gotten very good at sucking my cock, Omega,” he informed me, his dick already at my entrance. “But I want to come inside your pussy, not down your throat.”

A scream escaped me as he slammed inside of me, his abrupt action leaving me winded in the best way.

I grabbed his shoulders, my claws embedding in his skin to mark him with little crescent moons, as my hips rose to meet his violent thrusts.

Yes, yes, yes, I panted, utterly lost to my Alpha’s claim.

Except it wasn’t a true claim because he hadn’t bitten me back yet.

Why hasn’t he bitten me? a part of me wondered, stirring confusion in the pit of my gut.

But that confusion dissipated in the next instant as heat bathed my insides, a searing pain echoing from my womb that quickly morphed into the most delicious pleasure of my life.

His knot , I thought dizzily, my body spasming around his in incredible waves of euphoria.

The world disappeared. Reality melted away. And all that mattered was his knot pulsing inside me.

I settled into the bed— our nest —on a sigh, reveling in each rapturous pulse, until too soon it disappeared. But the ache from before didn’t immediately return. Instead, I felt replete.

Finally , I thought, exhausted. Finally, I can sleep… at least for a little while.

I must have closed my eyes, because the next thing I knew, I was tucked into the hard body of my Alpha, his strength having cocooned me while I dozed.

My lips curled, contentment unlike any other warming my heart and soul. He’s here. Cillian’s here.

I slowly slipped back into unconsciousness, only to awaken a beat later—or maybe it’d been several hours—with a pang in my belly.

Something sweet touched my lips in the next instant, causing me to open my mouth, chew, and swallow. Some part of me registered that I was eating fruit. Berries , to be exact.

After a few minutes of savoring the flavor, I peeked out through my lashes to find Cillian kneeling by the bed with a strawberry poised in his hand. I took it from him with my teeth, then sat up to evaluate the room.

Our nest was a mess.

Frowning, I started patting around the fluffy bedding to fix it. First the pillows. Then the sheets. But it wasn’t enough. It… it needed something.

I crawled out of the soft refuge, noticing a few more pangs in my body as I did, and searched for what I needed.

My nose led me to a pile of fabric in a basket on the floor near the foot of the bed. Sniffing, I bent and started rummaging through the silky goodness inside, my wolf instantly appeased.

An offering from our Alpha , I recognized, his peppermint cologne a welcome scent.

I gathered up all the material to begin remaking my nest, keeping my pillows but replacing the sheets with these peppermint-smelling ones. After smoothing out the wrinkles, I deposited the soiled linens in the basket and sat back to evaluate my improved safe haven.

Hmm, hmm, hmm… I need something else. Something…

I slowly turned my head toward my waiting Alpha. He hadn’t moved from his spot on the floor, his naked form kneeling beside the bed. The only thing he’d done was put the bowl of fruit on the nightstand.

He arched a brow at my open appraisal. “Yes, macushla?”

I pointed to the nest. “Lie down.”

His lips curved upward in open amusement. “Only for you will I obey such commands.” He carefully crawled into the center of my new haven, sprawled out on his back, and tucked his hands behind his head. “Come ride me, Omega.”

Only for you will I obey such commands , I parroted back at him in my mind, causing his eyes to narrow in challenge.

“You’ll do a lot more than obey, ” he returned as I straddled him. “You’ll beg and crawl, too.”

He thrust up, filling me in one punch of his hips, then rolled to take me to my back.

“Now kiss me, macushla,” he demanded. “Because your forced heat is ending and I want to spend the rest of our time together fucking.”

I wrapped my legs around his hips, my body his to command.

But my mind… my mind held on to his words, a small part of me wondering what he meant by ending and rest of our time .

However, his cock hit me so deep in the next instant that I lost focus on the words.

And all I could think was More, more, more…