Her body spasmed, bursting apart, and at the same time clenching around him tighter than ever before. The walls of her pussy pulsed against the alpha's shaft as he roared. Hot, sticky come mixed with her slick, filling her to overflowing. But instead of bursting out, it was trapped inside, held tight by a thick knot locking them together.
A few moments later, his body collapsed over hers, but Mia didn't complain. Somehow having him both on her and inside her felt right. It felt safe. It felt perfect.
For the first time since arriving in the Boundarylands, she wasn't thinking about getting away. She was right where she needed to be.
The only thing she wanted was more.
Chapter Four
Four days.
Ty rubbed his right shoulder and rolled his neck. The muscles that ran along the length of his back tightened in protest as he raised his arms to stretch. Every inch of his body felt used up and spent.
Four straight days of fucking would do that.
Not that he was complaining. His omega's heat had been amazing, more intense than he'd dared to dream. After their first mating, she'd slipped into a fog of primal lust. During that time, she didn't speak, didn't eat, barely slept. All she'd craved was his cock.
And Ty had been only too happy to give her what she needed.
He pulled on a pair of pants and stared down at her exhausted body. For the first time since carrying her back to his cabin, his omega was still. Curled up in his sheets, her hair splayed across his pillow, he could admire how beautiful she really was. How fragile.
Ty pushed back the urge to throw off his clothes and slip back under the covers with her. She needed to rest. Her body had been through so much. The change in her nature, and her first heat, had drained her completely—but she would have to wake soon. She needed to eat.
And he needed answers.
Ty knew he'd made a mistake trying to pry them from her too soon. With her first heat coming on, she'd been too overwhelmed to think straight. There were too many hormones, too many emotions, all of them new.
But now things were different. Mia's true nature had bloomed, their biological needs had been fulfilled, and their bond was undeniable.
Once she woke up, she would tell him everything—who she really was, why she'd come to the Boundarylands, and who had hurt her.
Ty stepped into his kitchen and lit a fire in the stove. He was in the middle of frying an egg when he heard the faint, faraway crunch of footsteps coming toward his house. Tilting his head back, he tested the air.
Samson. A friend.
The other alpha was taking care to make as much noise as possible as he cut across Ty's land. His steps were slow and heavy. They fell loudly on twigs and old leaves. He even conspicuously coughed a couple times. His friend wanted to make it evident that company was coming.
Which could only mean one thing.
Others knew about his omega.
Ty's jaw tightened. He wasn't sure how he felt about that.
The Boundarylands were separate from the beta world, but they didn't exist in a vacuum. There were always consequences when an omega found her alpha.
Always.
Ty had enough time to finish frying his egg and throw it on a piece of buttered bread before Samson reached his porch. Letting himself out the front door and sitting down on the top step, Ty waited for the other alpha to emerge from the trees.
"You took your sweet ass-time out there," he called when Samson finally showed his face.
"I thought you'd be grateful for the warning," the other alpha said with a shrug. Samson gave Ty a once-over, his dark gaze showing a mix of amusement and concern.
"I appreciate it." Ty let out a long breath. "So, you know."
His friend nodded. "I do."
"How many others?"
Samson stopped at the edge of Ty's porch and leaned his shoulder against the tall support beam. He tilted his head, his expression thoughtful.
"At this point?" his friend said. "Pretty much everybody."
"How did you figure it out?"
Samson raised a brow. "Are you kidding? It was obvious."
Obvious? "When Kian found his omega in front of a packed bar, that was fucking obvious. What the hell did I do?"
"You left behind a pool of come and omega slick large enough to be sensed from miles away," Samson said. "Then you disappeared for four days. Pick whatever word you want to describe what happened—as long as it ain't subtle."
Ty didn't fully appreciate the laughter shining in his friend's eyes. Samson might've been a friend and an alpha brother, but right now, his sense of humor was a pain in the ass.
"I take it people are pissed off that Evander's has been closed so long," Ty said.
Evander's Bar wasn't just some roadhouse. In the years since Ty had taken ownership of the place, it had become the center of alpha life in the Pacific Northwest Boundarylands.
The bar wasn't just where his brothers came to do their drinking and socializing, but it was also where they picked up their supplies and traded with the beta world. Four days was a long time for it to be closed.
Samson ran a hand over the back of his neck. "Among other things."
Ty narrowed his gaze. "What other things?"
Samson's chest rose with a deep breath but didn't fall on the exhale. That and the following pause made Ty think this might be more than just a friendly visit.
His friend, Samson, might've been the biggest alpha in their little section of the world, but he'd always been a little different. More thoughtful than most. More open. Some even whispered that he'd developed feelings for a beta, something Ty didn't want to believe.
But on top of all that, he was also the most diplomatic. Bad news always sounded better coming from Samson.
"Outsiders arrived two days ago,"