Eclipse Sector (V-Clan #3)

40. Ivana

CHAPTER FORTY

IVANA

Droplets of red water streamed down Cillian’s chest, exciting my inner beast.

It was wrong.

Depraved.

Yet it made me burn all over.

My Alpha had shown his strength today. He’d fought. He’d killed. He’d won .

And something about that stirred a primal need inside me, one that had me wanting to bite him all over again. To ensure he knew he was mine. That everyone knew he belonged to me.

That same possessive urge was reflected in his gaze, his mind mirroring my own. I could hear his yearnings, his intentions, his dark desires.

He wanted to knot me like this, to claim me while the water washed away the remnants of death. To come inside me in a joyous union of new life. To show me that he’d chosen me— us —over everything else.

“My Omega,” he whispered against my mouth.

“My Alpha,” I whispered back, then moaned as he kissed me.

It felt like we’d been apart for years, not hours. Like we’d claimed one another a decade ago, not within the last day or so.

Kissing him felt like coming home.

Being alive once more.

Fully embracing my future in this world.

Stars, I’d wanted him for so long. So very, very long.

To finally have him in my arms… it almost resembled a dream. But it was real. Oh, so real .

He pressed me into the marbled wall, his knot a brand against my lower belly. “This is going to be hard and fast, Vana,” he warned me. “We’ll take it slow back in the nest. But I’ve been without you for too fucking long, and I haven’t had nearly enough of you.”

“And whose fault is that?” I breathed, arching into him.

He nipped my lower lip. “Always sassing me.”

“Never going to stop,” I promised as he lifted me into the air.

He didn’t give me a moment to brace or to even consider what was coming, just entered me in a single thrust. I screamed, the intrusion painful yet absolutely what we both needed.

I wanted to feel this.

To know he was the one stretching me. Claiming me. Fucking me .

“Gods, I love you,” he murmured, his breath minty against my mouth. “I love you so fucking much, Ivana.”

His tongue silenced my response, forcing me to think it at him instead. I love you, too .

He growled, seeming to like that proclamation. Perhaps I hadn’t said it enough.

So I repeated it.

Again.

And again.

All while he fucked me just like he’d said he would. Hard. Fast. Thoroughly.

His hands gripped my hips so tightly that I knew there would be bruises. But I was too busy drawing my nails up and down his back to care.

This was a savage claiming.

A primal need.

A long-awaited union between freshly mated wolves.

“Bite me,” he demanded. “Make me bleed, mate.”

I sank my teeth into his lip, causing him to grin against my mouth.

Then I went to his neck and bit him again. Harder. Right over his pulse point. His blood coated my tongue, forcing me to swallow his essence. He tasted so divine. Like my own personal treat.

Because that was exactly what he was— mine .

He rumbled in approval, his hips grinding against mine, forcing me to climb to new heights of pleasure. I clawed at him and bit him once more, this time on the other side of his neck.

One hand left my hip to fist my hair as he held me to him, silently commanding me to drink.

Stars, it was wild. Untamed. Everything I’d ever dreamt of.

Only he made that dream burn even hotter as he yanked my head away and back so he could return the favor. I jolted as his teeth met my pulse point, his lips hot against my throat.

It was feral.

Beautiful.

So vicious that I couldn’t help but scream again.

Yes, he praised into my mind. Make them hear you, Vana. Tell this entire fucking sector that you’re mine. That they were wrong to ever think or say otherwise. You. Are. Mine.

I shuddered, his claim so bold and true that I could barely breathe.

Then he tipped his head back and howled .

The suddenness of it had me writhing against the wall, his domination so utterly devastating that every part of me clenched against him.

He was telling the sector exactly where he was.

In my nest.

Our nest.

Fucking me.

Taking me.

Claiming me .

It left no doubts as to his intentions, his possession, his love .

He wanted the entire world to know I was his and ensured they did by howling a second time.

Oh, Gods… The vibration of that sound… it was so loud. So primitive. So Alpha .

He followed it with a growl that had slick pouring out of me, his commanding rumble instantly calling upon me to submit.

I’m yours, I told him.

Then I repeated it aloud.

And screamed it from the top of my lungs.

His hand slid between us, his thumb stroking my clit as he growled, “ Prove it .”

Every part of me lit up in flames, his body stoking mine to an inferno of sensation and bliss. I gripped him with my thighs as my arms encircled his neck.

Then I let myself go. All my worries. My pain. The past. Every hurt. I just… released everything. And allowed myself to fly into an oblivion of us .

Pleasure.

Heat.

Love .

It all existed here. Thriving. Pulsing. Vibrating with life.

A bright future.

A forgotten past.

And a sector full of wolves who knew exactly what had just happened between us.

I could hear their thoughts, but I tuned them all out and focused on the only minds that mattered—mine and Cillian’s.

His chest rumbled with approval, his thoughts praising me for being his, thanking me for choosing him, for my unending patience, for sassing him.

I smiled at that last part, my lips parting as I panted, “ Knot me, Alpha. ”

“Mmm, always telling me what to do.” The phrase seemed to be one of his favorites now.

I didn’t mind it; I enjoyed it, too.

Because he almost always did exactly what I wanted.

And now was no different as he took me even harder against the wall, his thumb stroking my sensitive nub with a vengeance, forcing me to continue climaxing around him.

“Gods, I love the way it feels when you come all over my cock,” he told me, his teeth skimming my lower lip. “Keep squeezing me, macushla. Yeah, just like that.”

His grip tightened in my hair as he yanked my head back once more, only this time he sank his teeth into my breast.

I shrieked, the sensation sending a hot kiss of need through my veins despite my current orgasmic state.

Gods, this man.

This wolf.

This Alpha.

He released me and let me see the blood painting his mouth, then captured my lips with a fierceness that made it impossible to breathe. To think. To… to exist .

I lost track of time and space, only to come back as his knot slammed into me, claiming me from within while he released pulsing waves of his hot seed.

He exhaled into my mouth, reminding me to inhale, then kissed me again. His tongue exuded dominion over my very being, dominating me in a way that left me feeling safe and protected in his arms. Yet equally cherished and pleasured.

Ecstasy rippled over me, my orgasm seeming to never end while his knot continued to pulse. Hours might have passed. I wasn’t sure. I didn’t care. I was with Cillian. He was all that mattered.

And the life inside me, I thought, sighing as a cloud of warmth engulfed my skin.

Cillian had somehow finished our shower, all while remaining inside me, and now we were heading to our nest to begin again.

Because his knot was starting to subside.

Yet he was still rock hard.

“I’m going to fuck you until you pass out, Vana,” he informed me. “Then I’m going to wake you with my knot.”

I shivered. “Okay,” I told him. Because I liked the sound of that. “Now tell me that you’re going to do that every day for the rest of our lives.”

He chuckled as he pressed me into the soft mattress, his arms caging me in from above. “I’m going to knot you every fucking day for eternity, Vana.”

My lips curled. “Good Alpha.”

“You have no idea how good, but I’m going to show you, Omega.” He pulled out to the tip, just to slam into me. “I’m going to worship you.” He repeated the action. “Knot you.” Another thrust. “And love you with everything that I am.”

Another quiver worked its way down my spine. “You’re worthy, Cillian,” I breathed, needing him to hear the words. Because I’d overheard that part of his mind whispering that one day he would be worthy of me. That he would do whatever it took to be enough . “You’re so incredibly worthy.”

I kissed him before he could reply this time, taking a page from his playbook and returning the favor.

Then I continued speaking into his mind, repeating over and over that he was worthy, until he made me come again and I lost all manner of coherent thought.

Much, much later, as I slowly lost consciousness beneath him, I heard him whisper, “The next time you ask me to dance, Ivana, I promise I’ll say yes. I’ll always say… yes .”