ALPHA UNIVERSE #6: CRAVING YOU

CHAPTER 11

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A hungry growl left the alpha's lips as they blindly navigated to his room, their bodies pressed together, moving as one. Slow kisses turned into messy, desperate ones, hands roaming with an insatiable hunger, craving the heat of each other's skin. The tension between them thickened, their pheromones intertwining in the air, filling the space with an intoxicating mix of need and urgency.

The alpha's room was spacious, modern, and meticulously organized. Yet, despite its aesthetic appeal, the omega barely had the chance to appreciate her surroundings. Her mind was clouded by desire, her vision fixated solely on him.

Their attention remained locked onto each other—Mark carefully guided her onto the plush sofa, her lower body elevated against the armrest. He hovered over her, his breath hot against her skin, his lips never straying far from her neck. The moment he neared her scent gland, a deep rumble vibrated from his chest, primal and possessive.

Danielle's body reacted instantly, warmth spreading through her veins, leaving her flushed and breathless beneath him. Her omega instincts screamed at her, and she felt her body surrender to his dominance without hesitation. Her pheromones told him everything—every unspoken desire, every silent plea. She was his to claim.

"Elle." Mark pulled away just enough to meet her gaze, his dark, lust-filled eyes searching hers for any sign of doubt. "Please, tell me now if you're not ready."

She shivered at the way he said her name, his voice gravelly with restraint. "Take me, Alpha. Please... drill deep into me right now."

Mark stilled for a moment before chuckling deeply, his lips brushing against her ear as he traced her lower lip with his tongue. "Where did you learn to say things like that?"

The omega didn't miss a beat, capturing his tongue between her lips and sucking lightly. Mark let out a low growl, gripping her hips in response.

"I won't take you too hard for our first time," he promised, pulling back slightly. "Let's keep it quick and erase any traces before my sister notices."

Danielle smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Are you that worried?"

Mark raised a brow. "You're not?"

"It depends. Are you planning to run away after this?" She softened slightly, lowering her gaze. "It's my first time offering myself so submissively. Don't make me regret it."

His grip on her tightened. "I'll try everything out with you. Don't worry."

Without another word, the alpha began peeling her dress off, leaving her in nothing but delicate lace. He, too, discarded his coat the moment they entered the room, and now his shirt followed. As his toned chest and defined abs came into view, Danielle felt her breath hitch. He was built like a god—broad shoulders, sculpted muscles, and a body that screamed strength and power.

His eyes devoured her figure, darkened with hunger. Then, in a swift movement, he crashed his lips against hers again, their heated kiss deepening as his fingers worked on his belt and pants. He pushed them down along with his boxers, freeing his already throbbing length.

"How do you want it, omega?" he whispered against her lips, his voice laced with lust. "Tell me, how fucked do you want to be?"