Ashen's POV
My body burned as Dominic's weight pressed against me. Every inch of me trembled, not from fear... but from the overwhelming need consuming me.
His hands traced down my sides, firm and possessive, yet gentle in a way that made my heart ache.
"You're mine, Ashen," Dominic growled against my skin, his lips trailing along my neck. "No more hiding. No more running."
I gasped as he bit down lightly on the spot where my mating mark should be, sending a wave of heat straight to my core. My body arched against him, desperate and aching for more.
"I... I'm not ready for the mark," I whispered, my voice trembling.
Dominic froze, his eyes meeting mine. For a moment, I saw something raw and primal flash in his gaze. But instead of anger, I saw restraint... and understanding.
"I won't mark you," he said softly, brushing his thumb over my bottom lip. "Not until you beg me for it."
His words sent a shiver down my spine.
I hated how easily he unraveled me. How my body responded to him, even when my mind screamed that I couldn't be this weak.
But Moon Goddess... I wanted him.
I needed him.
Dominic's lips found mine again, rough and demanding. His tongue claimed my mouth as his hands slid under my shirt, feeling the scars I tried so hard to hide.
I flinched slightly, but he didn't stop.
"You think these make you weak?" Dominic murmured against my lips. "These are proof that you survived. That you fought. And now..."
He tore the shirt off me, tossing it aside.
"I'm going to show you what it feels like to be wanted. To be worshipped."
My breath hitched as his lips traveled down my neck, his teeth grazing my sensitive skin.
I felt my heat rising, the need becoming unbearable as his hands explored my bare chest, tracing every scar and mark like they were something beautiful.
"Dominic... please..." I whimpered, my body squirming beneath him.
He groaned darkly, sliding down my body and spreading my legs.
"You're already begging, baby," he smirked, his eyes glowing with desire. "I haven't even touched you properly yet."
I flushed with embarrassment, but it only seemed to excite him more.
Dominic leaned down and kissed along my abdomen, his tongue teasing the skin as he worked his way lower.
I felt his warmth, his dominance, and it was breaking me in the best way possible.
"Relax," he whispered, his hands gripping my thighs. "Let me take care of you, Ashen. Let me show you what it means to belong to your Alpha."
I felt tears burn in my eyes.
I've been fighting for so long...
Running from this bond...
But now...
I didn't want to run anymore.
"Take me," I breathed, surrendering to him completely.
Dominic growled in satisfaction before diving between my legs, claiming me in a way that made my whole body tremble.
And in that moment...
I knew I was already his
Dominic's mouth worked magic against my skin, sending shivers of pleasure through my body as he kissed and licked along my thighs. I couldn't stop the soft whimper that escaped me when his tongue teased dangerously close to where I needed him the most.
My body was burning, aching for more, but at the same time... I was terrified of how vulnerable I felt.
I'd spent my whole life building walls to protect myself from people like him — dominant Alphas who saw omegas as nothing more than something to control and break.
But Dominic...
He wasn't like them.
The way he touched me, the way he looked at me...
It wasn't about control. It was about claiming. About showing me who I truly was.
"You're fighting it," Dominic murmured against my skin. "Stop. Feel me, Ashen. Stop hiding from what you are."
I clenched my fists, struggling against the bond that was growing stronger with every touch, every kiss.
"I'm not weak," I hissed, more to myself than to him.
Dominic's dark chuckle sent heat pooling between my legs.
"You're the strongest omega I've ever known," he said, his voice deep and husky. "Strong enough to survive everything they did to you. Strong enough to resist this bond for so long. But now..."
He kissed up my body, his lips brushing over my chest, my neck, and finally...
My lips.
"Let me show you how powerful you are when you stop fighting me."
I trembled beneath him as he slipped his hand down my waist, fingers teasing my sensitive skin.
I gasped as he stroked me, slow and steady, drawing moans from my lips that I couldn't control.
The bond between us flared, burning through my veins, making me crave him in a way I never thought possible.
My heat was taking over, clouding my mind, making it impossible to resist him.
"I hate you for making me feel this way," I whispered, my voice cracking.
Dominic smirked darkly, his eyes glowing with hunger.
"No, baby," he growled, leaning closer to my ear. "You hate that you've always belonged to me... and you can't fight it anymore."
His words sent a shudder through me, and I finally broke.
I grabbed him by the back of the neck and crashed my lips against his, kissing him with everything I'd been holding back.
Dominic groaned against my mouth, pressing his body against mine as if he could merge us into one.
My legs wrapped around his waist, and I felt the thick, hard evidence of his arousal pressing against me.
I whimpered, desperate for more.
"Please…" I gasped, hating how needy I sounded.
"Please what, Ashen?" Dominic teased, grinding against me slowly. "Say it."
I clenched my jaw, my pride refusing to let me submit.
But my body...
It was already surrendering.
"Please... claim me," I whispered brokenly.
Dominic's eyes darkened with primal hunger, his wolf rising to the surface.