I was burning up. My soul had caught fire. Every little touch, every single brush of his bare skin against mine made the flames in my veins burn brighter. I lit up like a firework beneath him and I never wanted it to end.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think it could feel like this—not with an Alpha. But there was always something different about Hunter, something that made my cautious heart spread its wings. Underneath his rough and calloused fingers was a fierce tenderness. I didn’t feel threatened by the raw dominance in his eyes, not even as his strong body pressed mine into the mattress.

I felt strangely safe. More than that, the way he kissed me, like I was the sweetest thing he might ever taste? I felt desired.

I arched up off the mattress as his big hands slid down my chest, dragging his fingers down my sides to grasp at my hips. He robbed me of breath with each kiss. I tugged at his silvery hair and welcomed him inside. His tongue stroked over mine and I let out a shuddering gasp.

His body wedged between my legs, he rocked into me while he claimed my mouth. My lips tingled and throbbed beneath the hungry, almost desperate kisses. The way he practically tongue-fucked me told me that it’d been a long time since he’d tasted another Omega. I didn’t know his reasons, but the fact that he was right here—with me—made me dizzy with need.

“Hunter,” I eked out, panting for breath. I could feel the hard heat of his cock with each roll of his hips. I tugged at the waistband of his PJ pants, aching to feel his skin against mine. Hunter growled and bit down on my lip, then pulled away.

His face was flushed, his dark eyes swirling with desire. Rolling off the bed, he shucked the flannel pants down his hips and stepped out of them. I zeroed in on the thick, dark curls that trailed from his naval, my gaze sliding down to take him in. Holy hell, he was hung. Thick and uncut, his cockhead glistened with precum. My fingers twitched, wanting to touch, and a smirk slid across the stag’s face.

“Like what you see?” His voice was low, husky. I swallowed hard and nodded, unable to tear my eyes away. A quiver of anxiety zipped through me, but it was quickly stomped out again when Hunter climbed over the top of me and grasped our cocks in one hand. A moan exploded from my chest when he began to stroke us both off, using our precum as lube. His cock was like hot steel rubbing against my own sensitive shaft.

I was on fire.

I shuddered, collapsing into the pillows. “Oh my god.” I wasn’t sure how long I could last. I bit my lip and fell still beneath him, my breath coming faster with each gyrating thrust. I twitched in his hand and sensations exploded inside of me. I didn’t want to come yet, not yet. Not until he was inside of me. I wanted to feel him. “Hunter! Too close!”

“Don’t you dare,” he growled, releasing me. “I’m not nearly done with you.”

I breathed out a groan and closed my eyes. His body was a hot slide against mine, but he didn’t touch me again. Instead, he began to rut himself against the crease of my thigh while his mouth returned to mine. It didn’t linger. He broke the kiss with a wet sound and then trailed nibbling kisses down my throat, peppering them across my clavicle until he reached my nipples.

I hissed when his teeth pinched over the sensitive nub, but the pain was soothed away by a tender tongue. His hand slid down my thigh, his fingers gripping firmly, before he pulled back. Our eyes locked. His were alight with hunger.

“Turn over. On your hands and knees.” He squeezed my leg. I scrambled to comply, my heart thumping wildly against my breastbone. He pushed me down so that my chest was flush with the bedsheets, then grabbed my thighs, tugging them apart. My body clenched in anticipation and a whine bubbled up my throat.

“H-Hunter—” I started, but it fast turned to a moan when he rubbed his thumb in slow circles over my hole. Oh god…

My body was keyed up. I could feel myself dripping, could feel the building arousal slicking my walls. His thumb popped through the tight ring of muscles and they went crazy, fluttering and clenching around him. He pulled it back out and grabbed two big handfuls of my ass, squeezing hard enough that I bucked away from the pressure.

“So fucking sexy,” Hunter said—right before he covered my puckered hole with his mouth. He began to molest my ass with his lips and tongue, sucking and licking over the most sensitive—and aroused—spot of me.

His tongue speared inside and I jerked, crying out his name. Holy fucking shit. My entire body began to tremble as he fucked my entrance with his deft tongue, dragging pleasure from me inch by glorious inch. I rocked back against him, pleading for more, reduced to animalistic whimpers.

My cock twitched against my belly, bobbing and dripping all over the sheets. Fuckfuckfuck. This was torture. “Please! Hunter, please, ohfuckinggod—ah!” A finger joined the mix, rubbing and probing at my prostate. Sparks shot off in my skull and I bit down on the pillow, clawing at the sheets. “Hunter!”

I yelped as his palm cracked across my ass. “Be patient, pup.” Then, half a breath later, he hissed and pulled away. “Fuck!”

“What?” I breathed.

“Don’t have a condom.”

My heartbeat stuttered. “I’m on the pill.” Huxley had been adamant that I was protected, just in case. I squeezed my eyes shut. It was a precaution, one that I was suddenly thankful for. I thrust my ass out, my muscles clenching desperately. I didn’t want to stop—not yet. I wanted this one time. I wanted to finally break free, to lose myself to the only Alpha I’d ever truly desired and not my crazy uncle…

I wanted my first time to be memorable and with Hunter, I knew it would be.

“For real?” His voice was sharp. “Because I don’t want a kid.”

I nodded quickly. “I need to feel you inside. Want to feel your knot. Please. I need it.”

Hunter’s groan was music to my ears. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Fuck me,” I said, not without a growl to my voice

My ass stung with another hard slap, and then Hunter’s body was covering mine. His cock nudged up against my hole. My breath caught in my throat, snagging there to choke me as the man pushed inside of me without hesitation, stretching me with a sharp burn. No going back now. This was it. There was a man inside of me—an Alpha was claiming me.

“F-Fuck,” I whimpered, pinching my eyes closed against the ache. He grabbed my hips as leverage and thrust in the rest of the way, till I felt his balls against my ass. He didn’t know. He had no idea that he was fucking a virgin, and I had no intention of telling him. I didn’t want him to be gentle. I wanted him to make love to me like he would any other Omega. Without reservations.

His teeth scraped my shoulder, his breath puffing hot against my damp skin. “You feel good.”

“Yeah?” I breathed the word. I shoved back against him, wiggling my hips. “Prove it.”

He did.