My fists were clenched tightly, resting on my knees as I sat on my bed contemplating the upcoming events.

We were going to strike first. That seemed…odd for our pack. We’d only had one major battle since we came together, and that was a defensive battle against Lucas, who we knew would never stop coming after Kyle. But I guess this is a different way to tackle a similar problem.

He’d kill Clarence’s fathers, I knew that. Jeremiah, if anything, was a man of his word, no matter how terrible that word was.

I couldn’t help but think that none of this would have happened if I’d never joined up with him in the first place. He would have gotten a good whiff of Clarence back at the mill, just like I did, but I wouldn’t have had to submit to him as my pack leader. I could have taken Clarence then and there and left before any of this happened.

“Stop it,” I heard Clarence’s voice at the door and looked up to see him smiling at me.

“Stop what?”

“Blaming yourself,” he said as though he could read my mind already. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling as he came over to me and took my hand. “I know you do. But it’s not your fault. You couldn’t have known this would happen.”

“I could have done something,” I started to say, but Clarence placed his index finger over my lips to quiet me. I looked up at him and saw a curious look on his face.

“What?” I asked.

“I need you to do something for me,” he said with a smile, and it was then that I realized what was happening. “I need you to take me.”

His heat!

The scent cascaded over me like a drug. I don’t know how I could have missed it when he stepped into the door. My mind was just too far away. But as I sniffed him, I felt my primal urges overwhelm me as my wolf overtook me.

“Fuck, you smell…intoxicating!” I growled, slipping my arms around my fated mate and breathing him in. “When?”

“Literally moments ago,” he said into my ear. “I stepped out back and I just…I felt it.”

It was a rush of lust that drove me as I stood, tearing at Clarence’s clothes. Seams ripped as I pulled his shirt over his head, and I had his pants off in the blink of an eye.

Clarence’s scent was powerful enough already, but combined with his heat, the heat of my fated mate, I was blinded by lust and my desire for him. My hands moved almost on their own as I explored his body, feeling the warmth radiating off his skin and his smooth, supple, soft body.

“Take me, alpha,” he moaned as I kissed down his neck and chest. “Take me and claim me as yours.”

My cock was rock hard and ready for my mate. I’d had his mouth, and as much as I wanted him to suck me, I needed to be inside him and plant my seed.

My hands took him by the waist and I spun him around and slid my cock between his thighs, thrusting my shaft against his balls and cock, which was as hard as mine. Pre-cum dripped from his tip onto mine, lubricating things as I fucked his legs.

As I spread his ass with my hands, I felt the sweet juices from his ass against my fingertips, letting me know my omega was ready for me.

“You’re wet for me,” I growled into his ear.

“I’m yours, my alpha,” he told me. “Take me. Take me now!”

I couldn’t wait any longer. Snarling, I slammed his chest down against the bed and used my foot to spread his legs apart. There he was, face down, ass up and ready for me. For a brief moment, I thought I might be being too rough on him, but when I saw the smile on his face, I knew it was just right.

Of course he likes it, I thought. He’s my fated mate.

His asshole was cute and pink and glistening with the wetness of his heat. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, and my dick was screaming at me to get inside him.

I listened.

I pressed the tip against his ass and felt it open slightly, accepting half of my tip. But there was a lot to go, and as I pushed, I heard a sharp intake of breath from Clarence. He tensed up slightly, and I massaged his back with my hand.

“Just breathe,” I told him. “Breathe and relax. Don’t tense up.”

He listened obediently, and when I felt the tenseness subside, I pushed forward.

His ass swallowed the tip of my cock and we both groaned at the same time as the pleasure hit us. I kept pressing in, driving my shaft deeper inside him. The sensation was unexplainable. Not only was it the most physically pleasurable act I’d ever experienced, but now I was really inside Clarence – inside my mate.

I started to thrust, slowly but with deliberate power, slamming my dick into him and feeling his ass slap against my thighs. Our balls hit with each stroke, which ignited me even further. It was beyond anything I could have ever imagined.

“Bryce!” He gasped, his hands closing tightly around the blankets. “Fuck me, Bryce! Take your omega!”

I snarled and spanked him hard on his right cheek, leaving a red imprint of my hand on his ass. He yelped lightly, but I knew he liked it. I did the same to his left cheek, then snatched him by the hips and started to pound him.

“I’m gonna cum, Bryce!” He gasped. He weighed nothing compared to my strength, so I lifted him off the floor so I could look around and see his cock, which was absolutely dripping with pre-cum. It was like a faucet that was barely turned on, oozing the perfectly clear goodness signaling his arousal. I knew the rest was about to come.

My dick brushed that special spot inside him, that little round mound of nerves that drove him wild. My dick twitched and I felt his balls go tight, like a warm walnut between his legs. The sweetest moan escaped his lips.

“I’m cumming!” He roared.

I looked at his cock as the milky white juice shot out like water from a squirt gun. It sprayed the floor at our feet, stream after stream like he had been saving it up for days for me. I couldn’t handle it.

As he came, I bent forward and bit him hard on the back, just below his left shoulder. I tasted blood as I marked him and heard him yelp in pain as I claimed him as mine. From now on, if anyone saw this mark, they’d know he was mine.

I snatched his cock and balls in my strong grip and squeezed, milking the last of his cum out into my hand, which I brought to my mouth. I lapped it up hungrily, tasting his sweet nectar as I continued to pound him.

“You’re mine now,” I told him. “Say it!”

“I’m yours, my alpha!” He gasped. “I’m yours.”