To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 477

Chapter 477: The gift that keeps giving (M)1

FIA

His eyes changed.

The brown bled away completely and left nothing but molten gold. Animal intelligence stared back at me through Cian’s face. The wolf had won.

He charged.

The distance between us disappeared in a heartbeat. I felt the gift rise inside me without thought, without hesitation. The small miracles that lived in my blood surged forward and met him halfway.

My hand shot out and the psychic force slammed into his chest. He stopped mid-stride like he’d hit a wall. His body went rigid, held suspended by invisible shields only I could feel and manipulate.

I pushed.

He flew backward and crashed onto the bed. The frame groaned under the impact but held. I kept the pressure steady, pinning him there while my free hand reached for the restraints already attached to the headboard.

His eyes blazed with fury and confusion. He struggled against the force holding him down but it was useless.

I grabbed the first restraint and snapped it around his wrist. The platinum chain gleamed in the low light. I moved to the other side and secured his second wrist just as quickly.

Only then did I release the psychic hold.

He exploded into motion immediately. I watched as he yanked against the chains with everything he had.

The bed rattled violently.

The headboard slammed against the wall with enough force to crack plaster. I realized then that the bed frame was bolted to the floor, embedded deep in the building’s foundation.

Moonhaven really had thought of everything.

Cian fought the restraints for several long moments. He pulled, twisted, and tried to break free with pure brute strength. However, the chains held. They were designed for exactly this, forged specifically to contain an Alpha in the throes of heat-induced frenzy.

Finally, he stopped. His chest heaved with exertion. Sweat dampened his hairline. He let his head fall back against the pillows and stared at the ceiling.

When he spoke, his voice came out thick and rough. Almost unrecognizable.

"Do you not want me?"

The question hit me harder than any physical blow could have.

I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself over him, straddling his hips with my thighs on either side. The heat radiating from his body seeped through the thin fabric of my dress.

"Of course I do." I looked down at him and let him see the truth written across my face. "I will always want you."

His eyes searched mine. His beast seemed to be looking for deception or hesitation or doubt. He would find none.

He lifted his head and pressed his mouth to my neck. Not biting. He just stayed there for a minute before his tongue started to work and he traced a line up to my ear and I shivered. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"We don’t need the restraints," he whispered.

The words ghosted across my skin and made heat pool low in my belly.

"A part of me wants that too." I cupped his face between my hands and forced him to look at me. "But we need to be safe. For the baby."

Something flickered behind his eyes. A moment of clarity breaking through the gold.

"You’re still in there," I said. "You must be. His primal state wouldn’t bother trying to convince me. It is clear to me that it is quite bad at pretending."

The pain bloomed sweet and just as sharp. It sent sparks racing down my spine and made wetness flood between my thighs.

He soothed the bite with his tongue. Then moved to a new spot and did it again. And again. Marking me. Claiming me in the only way he could while bound.

"I want to touch you," he said against my skin. His voice was wrecked. Ragged.

"You can’t have everything you want." I pulled back just enough to look at him. "But the one thing you’re guaranteed to have is me. Me helping you through this."

I climbed off him and positioned myself between his legs. My hands went to his belt and made quick work of it. Then his button. Then his zipper.

I pulled his pants down over his hips and he lifted slightly to help me. They joined my dress on the floor. His briefs followed immediately after.

His cock sprang free. He was hard. He was flushed too and fucking perfect. I liked that he was already leaking at the tip.

I wrapped my hand around him and stroked once. Slowly. Base to tip. He groaned, and his hips jerked upward.

I did it again. This time, I twisted my wrist slightly at the end. His reaction was immediate.

His head flew back, and his mouth went open, a sound escaping that was purely animal.

I leaned down and licked the bead of moisture from his tip. The taste of him exploded across my tongue. Salt, musk, and something uniquely Cian.

I took him into my mouth.

His whole body went rigid. Every muscle locked tight.

I started slow. Just the head at first. Swirling my tongue around it. Sucking gently. Then I took him deeper. Inch by inch until he hit the back of my throat.