Chapter 165: It’s Dirty [18+]

​Marcus looked at me for a moment. Hearing I had Reid’s inhibitors gave him some sort of relief and since I was not an Alpha, he would not force me into a rut. And since I was not an Omega either, I would not go into a forced heat or be forced into anything by Reid.

That seemed to be his train of thighs as he slowly nodded. "Alright, I’ll be on my way," he said, covering his nose as he backed into the elevator doors and slid out of sight.

​The moment the elevator doors shut, leaving me alone in the heavy, toxic hallway, I let out a low, shuddering breath. My hand trembled as I reached into my pocket, pulling out the keys to Reid’s penthouse.

​My mark was burning. My mate was losing his mind inside.

The moment I pushed the door open, the crushing wall of Reid’s pheromones hit me like a physical impact. The air inside the penthouse wasn’t just thick—it felt visible, a suffocating, dark storm of frozen pine that surged through the threshold like an unleashed wave.

​My knees buckled instantly, my hand flying to the doorframe to keep myself from collapsing onto the hardwood floor.

​"Kain..."

​The sound of his voice hit me straight in the chest, raw, guttural, and laced with an agonizing, desperate need. "I can... I can smell you, Kain. Help me. Hold me. It hurts."

​My heart shattered right then and there. Hearing my usually cocky, unshakeable Alpha reduced to a ragged plead ripped through every defense I had left.

The mark on my shoulder flared into a blinding, white-hot fever, vibrating in violent, perfect sync with his distress. The lie I had just fed Marcus—that I was just a Beta delivering inhibitors—vanished into thin air the second the door clicked shut behind me, locking us in our own private hell.

​"Reid..." I choked out, my voice trembling as I kicked off my shoes, barely able to keep my balance as I staggered deeper into the penthouse.

​The apartment was a disaster zone. Chairs were overturned, decorative glass shattered across the floor, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were fogged over from the sheer heat radiating off his body. Standing near the edge of the living room, his chest bare and heaving with rapid, shallow breaths, was Reid.

​His grey eyes were completely blown out, dark and wild, glowing with an unhinged, feral instinct that barely looked human. Sweat dripped down his collarbones, his skin flushed a deep, alarming red. The second his eyes locked onto mine, his entire body shuddered, a low, desperate growl tearing from his throat.

​"Kain," he rasped, taking a heavy, unsteadied step toward me, his large hands twitching at his sides as if fighting every impulse to tear me apart. "You... you shouldn’t be here. I’m going to... I can’t control it, Cap. I can’t..."

​"Shut up," I breathed, tears of sheer sensory overload squeezing past my lashes as I closed the distance between us, completely abandoning my composure. "Shut up, Reid."

​The moment I stepped within his reach, Reid didn’t wait. He let out a choked, broken sound and lunged forward, his massive arms wrapping around me so tightly the breath exploded from my lungs.

He pulled me flush against his burning chest, burying his face directly into the crook of my neck, inhaling my orchid scent with a frantic, starving desperation.

​"You’re here," he growled against my skin, his entire body trembling violently against mine as his pine scent wrapped around me, swallowing my hidden Omega pheromones whole. "You came back to me. Mine... Kain, please..."

​"Reid," I whispered, my fingers digging into his sweat-slicked back as I pulled him down, letting my own suppressed scent finally flare open to soothe his fevered mind. "I’m here. I’m right here."

The second my sweet, orchid pheromones spilled into the air, Reid lost whatever thread of restraint he had left.

He crushed his mouth against mine, kissing me like a dying man drinking from a spring. His tongue invaded my mouth, tangling with mine in a frantic, starving rhythm, his low moans muffled against my lips as if this kiss was the only thing keeping him anchored to reality.

​His large hands dug through my hair, clutching my head tight, while his other hand tore through my clothes in a frenzy, desperate to touch bare skin. When his hot palms slammed against my bare waist, a violent shudder ripped through my entire frame.

​He was moving too fast, completely consumed by the storm of his rut. Before I could even catch my breath, his hand shoved into the back of my pants, his fingers pressing straight into my already wet and slick hole.

​"Reid... ah..." I moaned into his lips, but he devoured every sound I made, refusing to break the kiss.

​He worked his fingers into my tight hole, stretching me with desperate, unrefined force while trailing his lips down my jawline, over my throat, until he reached the adhesive patch on my shoulder. With his teeth, he tore the patch clean off.

​The cold air hit the mark, and Reid instantly grazed the sensitive skin with his sharp teeth, making my whole body snap taut. He sucked fiercely on the mark, his Alphan drive surging as if trying to re-claim me and renew the mark right then and there.

The overwhelming wave of pleasure and territory crushed me—my knees buckled, and my legs gave out completely.

​Reid caught me effortlessly before I hit the floor.

​Without a word, he hoisted my trembling, panting frame up into his arms and carried me into the dark bedroom. He threw me onto the mattress, flipping me onto my belly and pushing my hips up into the air as he brutally ripped my pants and briefs down my legs.

​The cool room air hit my exposed skin, but a second later, Reid stuffed his face directly against my bare ass.

​"I... I haven’t showered," I managed to gasp out, my face buried in the sheets, my heart hammering like a trapped drum. "It’s dirty, Reid..."

​But Reid wouldn’t hear a word of it. Beneath his quiet, terrifyingly focused actions, he had completely lost his mind to the rut. He drove his tongue deep between my cheeks, thoroughly rimming my wet, sensitive entrance with heavy, wet strokes.

​I shook violently, my fingers tangling in the sheets. I hated how completely helpless it made me feel when he rimmed me—how easily it stripped away every last shred of my captain’s pride.

​"Reid... ah... no..." I whimpered, trying to pull my hips away.

​Reid only growled against my skin, his large, heavy hands clamping around my hips to lock me in place. He reached under my body with his other hand, wrapping his broad palm around my aching, leaking dick.

​While his tongue relentlessly worked my ass, stroking my entrance into a dazed, weeping heat, his hand began to pump my dick in time with his tongue.

​"Fuck—" I clawed at the bedsheets, my throat raw as my sweet orchid pheromones flared out of control, exploding into the room and tangling wildly with his crushing frozen pine. The sheer, terrifying weight of his Alpha aura was flooding my senses, dragging my body toward the edge. He was going to force me into a full-blown heat if he kept this up. My mind was dissolving, my thoughts fragmenting into pure, helpless instinct.

​"Reid... I... I’m cumming!"

​My body spasmed violently. A high, broken scream tore from my throat as my climax hit me like a freight train, my body shuddering in tight, helpless convulsions as I came hard over his hand and the twisted sheets.