Alpha's Bond: A Reverse Harem Omegaverse Story (The Clarity Series Book 3)

by Ivana B. Kinkee

  Karissa whined behind him, and Alishair grabbed onto his thigh as if to hold him in place. Unnecessary, but he reassured the Omega male by pulling his head forward, forcing a little more of his cock into his mouth. The quiet purr from the smaller male was a subtle vibration, surrounding him, pulling him closer to oblivion with each flick of tongue and every stroke over the shaft still outside his lips. The heat began to build in his sack, spreading up his back from the perfectly timed friction that had him clenching his teeth against the urge to slam in and take full control.

  Another sweet sound came from the female, ignored until Donvin heard the creak of bedsprings and turned to look over his shoulder at her. One leg on the floor, she was panting, flushed, slick dripping down her thigh — it took effort to shake his head. “No. Wait.”

  She sat back down on the bed, and he tore his gaze away just as her fingers slipped between her thighs. Focusing on the wet heat around his cock, the firm strokes, he groaned when Alishair grasped the early beginnings of his knot and squeezed. Smart male, too experienced for all the wrong reasons, Donvin eased his grip in the Omega’s hair to cup the back of his head just as the thrumming tingle turned into fire in his spine. Muscles tense, he couldn’t resist the urge to thrust anymore.

  Donvin growled and let go.

  Forcing the male back, Alishair had to scramble until he was pinned to the wall. Nowhere to move, but there was no more fear in the air. Dual Omega scents, male and female, coated in lust and slick, not panic, and so there was no regret as he roughly shoved his cock into Alishair’s throat. The grip was tight, still not his full length, but more than enough as he fucked the male’s mouth until the tension built. Maintaining the purr was easy as his balls pulled up, more than ready to spill, and he caught a fistful of the Omega’s hair as fire surged down the length of his cock and he came hard. The world tilted for half a second, everything fading as he braced on the wall, shuddering breaths as Alishair kept pressure on the knot and tried to swallow the surge of seed. Even as it spilled, joining the saliva already tainting his shirt, he kept moving, drawing out the sensations until he heard the wet gasp as the male finally found air again. Sanity eased in behind the orgasm, and Donvin relaxed his painful hold on the Omega’s hair, looking down to see his lips stretched taut around his cock.

  Groaning, he was still hard, but finally able to breathe in the mix of their scents without the risk of losing himself and hurting her. Another tempting flick of tongue along his shaft had Donvin purring louder, salivating at the promises made in the next dip of the male’s head.

  Our Omega is asking for you.

  Not this one, but Karissa. The one whimpering behind him, hurting. She had asked for him by name, chosen him, and she needed to be tended. Pulling his hips back, he ignored the ache in his cock and waited until Alishair looked up at him. “Thank you, Omega.”

  The dazed, hungry look on the male’s face was tempting, but there was someone else that could take care of him. Lifting the Omega to his feet, Donvin wiped his chin and dragged the mix of saliva and seed down the male’s neck towards his shirt. “I can stay,” Alishair whispered, pupils blown, caught in the haze.

  Shaking his head, Donvin tilted the male’s chin up, holding on just a little too hard. “No. Go to Corist. She’s safe, I swear it.”

  “Yes, sir.” Alishair’s tongue flicked out to taste the lingering mixture on Donvin’s hand, and then he took a shaky step toward the door. Hand resting on the knob, the male glanced towards Karissa, his eyes lingering for a moment before he glued his gaze to the floor. “I— thank you.”

  The last words were almost too quiet to hear, and then Alishair was gone. As soon as the door clicked shut, Donvin pulled his shirt over his head, wincing when his ribs reminded him that at least one of them was fractured. But the pain didn’t matter when he faced Karissa and saw her kneeling beside Alishair’s bed.

  Knees spread, pretty pink cunt peeking out between her thighs, shiny with slick, Donvin felt the saliva pooling as he remembered the taste of her. Drenched in Omega scent, no trace of another Alpha in the room, it took every ounce of his self control to drop the shirt and pick up the bottle of tahgrog so he wouldn’t fuck this up.

  She’s hurt, you have to be careful with her.

  “Donvin? I want…” Her voice was pure temptation as her fingers dipped into her pussy again. Beautiful, more so because she was asking for him, but it was impossible to ignore the bruises and bitemarks scattered over her skin even if she wasn’t aware of them in her need.

  Staring at the female as she whined, fumbled at a purr, and then looked up at him with those lavender eyes, Donvin had no idea how Parel had managed to walk out of the room. To walk away from her scent, or the glazed look of hunger in her eyes, to come and get him.

  I don’t think I could have handed her to another Alpha. Not like this.

  The pressure was sobering, but he swore to himself that he’d do what was needed. He wouldn’t fail his brothers now that he was here. Wouldn’t fail her again by hurting her. He would fix this, all of it. He had to.

  Another whine escaped her lips as the hand working between her thighs produced wet sounds in the flood of slick. Then the Omega arched, ass lifting off her heels in a display that had his cock twitching and his purr rumbling louder.

  Fuck. Lifting the liquor, he whispered against the bottle—“Gods, let me fix this”—before he tilted it and swallowed hard.

  Chapter Eight

  “Please,” she whined, begging as the massive male stared at her, a wild thing that could just as easily hurt or help. Shaggy brown hair hanging past his brows, he was still sweating from fucking Alishair’s throat against the opposite wall, and when he didn’t move closer she almost growled, teeth baring for a second, and then she felt it.

  His purr.

  “Stop it,” she hissed, angry but still wanting to crawl across the floor and capture the shiny pearl of cum cresting the head of his cock. She wanted to lick him like Alishair had, watch him come apart above her with all that taut muscle straining until she could finally taste him. Swallow the incredible scent that filled her lungs with each inhale.

  “Stop what?” He tilted his head at her, that bottle hanging at his side as he looked between her legs and she ripped her fingers free, clenching her hands into fists.

  “Purring.”

  “It will help you calm down, Omega.” Without pausing, he shucked his pants completely and stood tall. Muscular, fierce, Donvin looked even more wild undressed. The short-cropped beard and messy hair that hid so much of his face and made him look so dark. All the scars marking his body at random, thick ones and thin, said he was a warrior before adding on the bruises over his cheek and ribs that he’d earned trying to help her. Everything about him told her he was dangerous. Deadly.

  But not to her.

  She was safe with him. Knew it, because he’d put himself between her and Mordek when the massive male lost all control. Fought his Alpha for her. Almost died for her.

  It was why she’d said his name when Parel’s scent had turned her into this. Still Omega, just like Alishair had said, and crippled by the desperation that made her pussy clench with need. Waiting had only amplified it, made it more intense, and after watching Alishair, after seeing the other Omega’s effect on Donvin… she wanted to taste him. Wanted to make him react like that.

  Another cramp made her whine, and Karissa swayed forward as he finally approached, reaching for him when he got close, but he caught her wrist before she could wrap her hand around his cock and lick.

  “Are you okay?” he asked in that gruff voice, lowering into a crouch just before he licked the pad of one of her fingers and then slid two between his lips. The low groan as he tasted the slick made her cheeks burn, but she didn’t care. Alishair had been right, her body knew what she needed, and it was so fucking close.

  “I’m okay. I just need— I need you to…” Her voice trailed off into a whisper, unable to say the words as she reached for his thick shaf
t with her free hand, but he stood and brushed her hand away. “Donvin, please!”

  “I know what you need, Omega.” Donvin grabbed her arm, lifting her from the floor to sit her on the bed. “Drink this.”

  “What is it?” Karissa took the dark brown bottle, but it only took one whiff of the liquid to realize it was alcohol.

  “Tahgrog,” he answered as he wrapped his huge hands around her hips and pulled her ass to the edge of the mattress. “It helps the pain.”

  So, this is going to hurt.

  The calm way he said it sent a tremor through the haze of lust, summoning goose bumps across her skin that made her grateful for the drink. Her first swallow was raw, the liquor burning her throat, and she coughed as Donvin lowered his huge body to kneel in front of her. So much coiled power, strong arms ending in big, scarred hands that could easily hurt her just like Mordek had.

  And it would hurt, it always hurt a little, but he’d keep her safe. He’d make everything better.

  “Donvin?” she whispered, but the Alpha didn’t answer. Didn’t even look up at her. She couldn’t see his eyes through the shadow of his hair, but there was no doubt where he was looking as he stroked her from hip to knee and then spread her legs. Karissa held her breath as he leaned in and slowly dragged his tongue through the slick coating one thigh.

  No pain, yet, but she braced one hand behind her on the bed and turned the bottle up anyway, taking a second and third drink as quickly as possible. She’d never eaten the meal Alishair had brought, and so the herb-flavored liquor exploded in her stomach with fire. Just as she gasped in a burned breath, Donvin’s mouth descended. Tongue dragging through slick-soaked flesh, his beard tickling and scratching at hypersensitive skin, her hips bucked.

  “Fuck!” she whined as pleasure assaulted her, hips caught by strong hands, he held her still as he licked and sucked until fresh slick surged. “Oh gods…”

  His purr returned, even louder than before, like a thick blanket drawn over the concerns about pain, but she couldn’t focus enough to tell him to stop. Little moans escaping on each exhale, she laid back, barely keeping the liquor upright as Donvin devoured her. What started as gentle licking, quickly turned into strong sweeps of his tongue, nips of teeth, and the spine bending suction on her clit whenever he sealed his lips to her swollen cunt.

  Two fingers slid in, and she whined as tender inner walls flexed to accommodate him. Groaning, he nipped her thigh, a sharp zing of pain before he slid a third inside and Karissa clenched her teeth against the ache. She’d wanted this, asked for it. Still needed it.

  “Take another drink,” he commanded as he worked his fingers in and out, teasing that spot inside that made her body shiver with the promise of pleasure even as it hurt. “Breathe. Relax. My cock is a lot bigger than this, Omega.”

  Fuck, that’s true.

  Karissa leaned up and swallowed a mouthful of fire, and then another. Pinging between the pleasure his mouth gave and the pain of his thick fingers pushing deep into her bruised channel, but then he turned them and focused on her g-spot and she whined. Tilting her hips to meet each delicious thrust. Writhing, panting as he worked her to the edge with deft strokes. “Please, I need—”

  Light flashed behind her eyes and she cried out as she came. Slick surging around his fingers as he lapped at the flood, purring louder until the aches in her body began to blur and fade into the background beneath the onslaught of the orgasm.

  He kept licking until he’d wrung every last twitch out of her, and then he sucked his fingers clean and gave one last long lick through her folds. Karissa could barely breathe, still shivering, as he leaned forward between her legs. The tahgrog had tilted dangerously to the side, and Donvin pried it from her fingers before it spilled, taking a long drink before he set it on the floor.

  “Come here,” he growled and dragged her off the bed and into his lap. Knees on either side of his hips, Karissa found herself spread obscenely wide with his huge cock standing tall between them.

  Before he could stop her again, she wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking until precum leaked, flowing down over her fingers. Saliva pooled in her mouth, a rough attempt at a purr kicking in her chest, her nonverbal plea for him not to stop her this time. Switching hands, she sucked her fingers between her lips and mewled. It was like swallowing electricity. It buzzed on her tongue, delicious, like a perfectly condensed version of the incredible scent on his skin. Alpha.

  Not enough.

  With a growl, Karissa reached for him and pulled herself closer so she could smell him. Taste him. Nuzzling against his hard chest, she kept the strokes up as much as she could, squeezing the small swell at the base. The earliest signs of a knot, and she knew what they liked, had seen it enough times as they’d come inside her.

  He growled, hips lifting to thrust against her hand, and she smiled as she tasted the sweat on his skin. Nothing compared to the taste of his cum, but still good. So good. Nipping at his hard chest, she caught the stronger scent at his shoulder and traced her tongue upwards to a scar.

  A mating bite.

  She tried to pull back, remembering his awful story, his loss, but Donvin held her close, letting her slick soak his cock as she rocked against the shaft trapped between them. Finding her pleasure as he spoke softly. “It’s okay.”

  The words sank in with the thunder of his purr, but she turned her attention to his throat. Licking at the strong, measured pulse, the heady scent in his skin that reminded her of rain on a hot day. Earthy and warm, with something that she could only describe as… Alpha. The scent that had soaked into her skin for days, surrounded her utterly, and even though part of her condemned it — she wanted it more than her pride. It made her mouth water, drool spilling over her lip as she sucked and licked, swallowing as much of it as she could. Everything tightening, narrowing with the next cramp of need, she squeezed his cock as her body bowed.

  “Omega…” he growled, a vicious sound that would have terrified her if she wasn’t being cradled so gently.

  “Please?” It was a pathetic whine, begging for more. Even if it hurt, she didn’t care, she just needed him to fill her. To make it all go away so she could feel in control again.

  “Not yet.”

  “Alishair said you’d make me feel better,” she whispered. Stroking his cock, Karissa nuzzled against his throat again, nipping his skin until she felt his thick shaft twitch and swell. The scent of his seed leaking from the tip had her trying to pull back again, wanting to swallow him like Alishair had. To taste him. That would push him over the edge with her.

  “He’s right. You are ours to protect, to care for, to tend.” Donvin’s voice was gruff, low, as he ran one hand up her back and into her hair, holding her where she was.

  “Then tend me,” she begged and released his cock. Grinding against him, she spread her slick up the length of his hard shaft and felt his body shudder.

  “Not here.” The rough scratch of his beard brushed her cheek, down to the tender place on her shoulder where so many bites had overlaid. Tongue laving the spot, he thrust between them, stroking his cock against her clit, bringing a new surge of slick that made her whimper. “In the nest,” he whispered against her throat.

  Even through the haze, the mindless need to feel him inside her, she still tensed. Back in the room? With all of them? With Mordek? “No. Here.”

  “Karissa—”

  “NO!” She growled and tried to lift enough to mount him, but his grip on her neck tightened. Even though her growl was weak, she put more effort into the little rumble behind her ribs and shoved at his chest. Useless, but eventually he let her lean back enough to meet his dark eyes and she bared her teeth. “I said no.”

  The world flipped, and she felt the cool concrete against her back a second later. Donvin’s hand cradled the back of her head, keeping it off the hard surface, but his knees pushed her thighs wide apart as he bent over her. “I know what you need, Omega, but here is not an option.”

  “Yes,
it is!” she whined, trying to sit up, but his fist tightened in her hair and held her to the floor. Pinned under his bulk, those dark eyes intense on hers, she felt helpless. Again. Like she always did with them. With their purrs, the insane scent of them that invaded her lungs and her mind until she was nothing more than an Omega.

  “No,” he answered, like it was final, but she had more up her sleeve than useless words. Unabashed, she slid her hand between her thighs, sliding three fingers into the soaked mess of her cunt.

  Three of her fingers were nothing to Donvin’s, but his eyes followed the movement and the muscles of his stomach tightened. She moaned, wanton and hungry, and spread her legs wider. “I need you.”

  A quiet growl and he knocked her hand away, roughly replacing her fingers with his. All three, but this time the ache was satisfying, it just wasn’t enough. “Is this what you want?” he snarled.

  “No!” Arching as much as possible, she felt the orgasm building, but it wasn’t what her body needed.

  “You want me to mount you? Fuck you until you come again and again?” His voice was harsh, matching the hard thrusts of his fingers, but she nodded. Craving it, wanting him on top of her, inside her, now. Donvin bared his teeth, leaning closer to her. “Then go to the nest.”

  Her cunt gripped at his fingers, clenching, but it wasn’t enough. It wouldn’t be enough to make it all stop, and she knew it. Growling, as loud as the little clatter in her chest would go, she snapped her teeth. “No!”

  “Then I can’t help you, Omega.” A shadow passed over Donvin’s face, his eyes searching hers for something for a moment, and then he pulled away completely and pushed to his feet.

  Released from his hold, still aching and needy, Karissa sat up. Stunned, she watched as he turned to grab his pants from the floor. He was actually going to leave her? Like this? No, no, no. “Wait, you said you would help me! Alishair said—”