Chapter 7

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Face pressed into the pillow, Hanni moaned, teeth biting into the sweat-soaked fabric in an effort to stifle the sound.

Her back arched and her rear up in the air as she presented on all fours, she wasn't in the most comfortable of positions, but, with Minji's weight pinning her in place she could not move. Frankly, neither did she want to.

They had run circles around each other all night, the shared adrenaline of the fight and the narrow escape drawing them ever closer. They'd orbited the other and the force of will that had served to keep them apart had deteriorated with each passing hour, their resolve weakening with each lungful of the other scent.

Finally they had caved and tumbled messily onto the bed, mouths colliding in a wet, sloppy kiss as they tore off their clothes.

To be taken like that, conquered by an Alpha of whom she knew little past the name. was a thrilling thought, the fear she'd felt as she ran from the crazed mob melting away like wax in the passion Minji's touch elicited.

Yet there was something familiar deep within those forest-green eyes, something old that called to Hanni and made her feel as safe as the sleepy afternoons she'd spent inside the treehouse her father had built for her. Her miniature kingdom had sat atop the oak tree in their backyard, half hidden by the greenery in summer and out of her mother's sometimes suffocating reach. After he'd passed away, Hanni had climbed the rickety steps to escape the mocking laughter of kids who knew no better, and her mother's quiet sobbing in the kitchen. Nothing could hurt her up her tree, just like nobody could harm her while she lay in the protective circle of Minji's arms.

Minji.

The Alpha's body, pressed against her own, was almost unbearably hot. She had grabbed Hanni by her hips and was insistently grinding the blunt head of her cock along her dripping slit, but not pushing forward.

The feeling was arousing and maddening at the same time, a great pit yawning open inside Hanni's belly. She ached for the blinding burn of the stretch and yearned to be filled; fucked until her womb was full of Minji's seed and she was bred.

Need rattled her bones and she whimpered, bucking backwards in a desperate attempt to drive herself on Minji's length. The Alpha, however, didn't take too kindly in being harried, her fingers digging into Hanni's flesh hard enough to leave the promise of fresh bruises behind, hot breath rasping against the shell of her ear before the Alpha's teeth clamped shut around the nape of her neck.

The bite.

Minji was finally going to give her what she craved. She would claim her as her mate and the thought, which should have terrified her, made Hanni's blood sing instead.

Hanni had read plenty of scientific articles that delved into the intricacies of the mating bond, as it was something every doctor worth their salt had to take into consideration when treating a mated patient. Researchers had mapped the chemicals involved in the mating, what pheromones an Alpha and Omega produced at the moment of the bite, but none of them really delved into the psychological aspect of it all if not to say that the experience differed for everyone.

Obviously she had not been satisfied with that and back home, Octavia had been more than willing to try and explain what she had gone through when Lincoln had mated her, understanding Hanni's fear and trepidation the way only a fellow Omega could.

Mating bites couldn't be undone, and Hanni wanted to be absolutely sure she was choosing the right person when she eventually decided to take that step with someone. Besides, she was not entirely sure she wanted to, having seen how her mother had been affected after her father was gone.

As it turned out, the researchers had been right, and the experience of the mating was something extremely hard to put into words.

Now, held by the scruff of her neck like a pup, Hanni understood the helplessness others described. It translated into a void inside her stomach, like that one would experience inside a fast-moving elevator. She felt lightheaded from it, her world rapidly narrowing down to the bed, and Minji's body, and Minji's teeth.

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