She shook her head, lips pressed together. “I can’t. It’s too much.”

I pinned her to the wall with my cock, finding her wrists and pinning them to the wall too. My Omega liked it when she was vulnerable. It made her fall into the place where she didn’t question what we felt for her and could take all the pleasure we wanted to give her.

Slowing my motion, I eased into her with aching slowness, drawing it out for the both of us. “No,” she moaned. “Don’t stop.”

“I didn’t.” I moved on purpose to show her, savoring the whine she gave me. “Come for me, Esme.” Leaning forward, I whispered the words against her lips. “Beg for my knot.”

“Fuck.” The word was strangled. “Please, Alpha. Please.”

I unleashed myself, slamming to the hilt. Esme screamed and neither of us stopped. She came, pussy squeezing down on my cock like a vise, and it was the best damn thing I’d ever felt.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.” The single word was chanted and moaned, dragged out of her every time I fucked.

There. I felt the moment she completely let go, her Omega fully surrendering to my Alpha, and it blazed through me. A meteor and burning star of pride and pleasure and the knowledge I’d done my duty to take care of who and what was mine. Keep her safe, make her scream, and give her my knot.

It swelled at the base of my cock seconds before I came, slamming deep and holding myself there as our bodies locked into place. Esme’s voice was raw. “Oh my god. Oh my god, Ben. Yes.”

Her body hugged my knot so tightly I felt blind. I wasn’t going to be able to keep us upright anymore.

Stumbling away from the wall, I managed to get us both to the bed, laying her out underneath me. This wasn’t a heat knot, quickly released so she could take the next one. My body was more than happy to keep her here for a while.

But my mind was clearer.

Her hair spread out across my comforter, skin shining with sweat from the club and sex, heels from those glorious shoes still pressing into me.

Esme reached up and ran her fingers through my hair before tracing them down my cheek. “You’re back.”

“I’m back.”

She smiled. “I thought I might have lost you to rut for a second there.”

I laughed. “Would that be so bad?”

“Not at all.” There was only truth in her words. “But I like you being here with me. My cupcake Alpha.”

“If I wasn’t knotted in you I’d go get what’s left of those cupcakes in the kitchen and spread it all over you just so I could lick it off.”

I watched her pupils dilate with new need. “We’ll have to try that sometime.”