Mia's mouth fell open. She didn't know what to say. No idea how to put all her new and conflicting emotions into words. How could she?
The feelings roiling inside her now were so different than the uncontrollable lust she'd experienced before. She still reacted to the feel of his body. Her attraction was just as strong, but now everything just felt…different.
"I…don't know," she admitted. "I've never known anyone like you."
"No, you haven't." His lips lifted, just slightly. "And you never will again."
"Because you're an alpha?"
He leaned in even closer, forcing her hand to slide up his chest, up to his shoulder. Still, she didn't pull away. Not because she couldn't— she was in complete control of herself, of her emotions, of her reactions, everything—but because she simply didn't want to.
"Because I'm your alpha, and you are my omega."
His words caused her core to tighten. Her heart hammered. Slick pooled between her legs. Even so, there was still a part of her that fought against his words.
Mia couldn't deny her sexual attraction to him, but she bristled at the thought of being anyone's anything. She'd spent her whole life being defined by her relationship to someone else.
She was Senator Baird's daughter. Dustin's girlfriend. Josh's victim.
Now she was Ty's omega.
As if to emphasize the point, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. The outline of his swollen cock pressed against her belly. More slick flowed, even as the conflict inside her grew.
Ty must have sensed her hesitation because he lifted her chin with his finger, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"Don't fight it," he said. "I know you can feel it. The scent of your slick is filling up the room. Your heart is pounding. Your body's heating up."
Every word was true, but that still didn't mean that she was his. Just that she wanted him. Needed him.
That was different. Right?
Ty reached down and cupped her ass in his hands. Instinctually, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he hoisted her up. Spread wide, the most sensitive part of her body brushed against him. A moan escaped her lips as a shock of pleasure shot through her.
"That's right," Ty said before his mouth descended on hers. His kiss was brutal. Claiming. It left no doubt in Mia's mind of how he viewed her—his for the taking.
And in a way, he wasn't wrong. As he stepped away from the open door and into the house, she writhed against him, almost desperate to feel his firm body press against her clit.
By the time he laid her down on the couch, her legs were dripping wet and her mind half-wild with desire. Her fingers tangled in his clothes, desperate to strip them away from his body.
What she wanted—what she needed—was to feel his body next to hers. His skin against her skin. His heat and vitality surging inside her. That was the only thing that would calm the warring thoughts in her head. To push them out with pure sensation.
And Ty was only too eager to comply.
In the blink of an eye, he pulled his shirt off over his head. His pants followed. Mia's breath left her breath in a rush at the sight of his huge body displayed naked before her. She couldn't help reaching out and spreading her palms over the hard, tight muscles of his chest.
No, that wasn't entirely true.
She could have stopped herself. Deep down, Mia knew that if she'd wanted to, she could have held back from touching him.
But she didn't want to stop.
What she was feeling now wasn't like the mindless heat that had swallowed her up before. The fires that raged inside her were just as bright and hot, but they were also hers to stoke or douse as she pleased.
And right now, the most pleasurable thing she could imagine was feeling Ty slide deep inside her.
"Please," she begged when she struggled to lift her own dress under his weight.
Ty solved the problem by gripping the collar and ripping the fabric clean in half.
Mia gasped, not just at the display of power, but at the passion behind it. It was clear that no matter how badly she wanted Ty, he wanted her just as much.
Maybe more.
The thought caused another rush of slick to wet her legs. Ty dropped his head down to her shoulder as he drew in a deep breath. His cock pulsed against her thigh, swelling even larger.
Dear God, how had she taken such a massive thing inside her? Could she do it again now that she wasn't in heat? The civilized part of her brain sounded a warning bell, but a deeper, more primal part of her muffled the alarm. It led her to slide her hands down his body and cup his heavy shaft in her hands.
She stroked the length. Down and up and back again. Slowly at first, then faster and more insistently. With every pump of her hand, the need inside her grew.
Of course she could take him, the primal part of her whispered. She was born to take him. An omega made for her alpha. Ready to receive the pleasure only he could give.
Mia didn't realize how desperately that she was working his shaft until Ty groaned and caught her wrist in his hand.
"Are you trying to make me come on your belly?"
"No." She shook her head. "I just needed to feel you."
A hungry smile lifted his lips. "Then let me give you what you want."
Before she could say another word, Ty hooked his arm under her knee, lifting it up and making room for his hips.
All the breath left Mia's lungs as the head of his cock slipped inside her. Her slick covered his shaft, easing his entry. Still, her head fell back as the tight muscles of her pussy stretched around him. Pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain filled her body.
So this was ecstasy.
"That's right," he growled against her ear. "Take me.
