His omega.
This was the moment Ty had lived his whole life for. And now she was in his arms. So hot and ready for him, despite trying to deny her true nature.
He had no idea who she was or why she was here, walking down the Central Road at two o'clock in the morning. Those questions would have to wait until later.
Until after he'd extinguished the fire in his blood.
Leaning back against the weathered wood wall of the building, Ty drew her against him and slid a hand down her leg. She winced as he touched her knee. Sticky blood coated his fingertips, her swollen flesh warm against his hand.
Someone had hurt his omega...and not just her leg. Now that they were in the light, Ty could see the angry red mark on her cheek, the jagged scrapes on her palms.
Rage filled him at the sight. He had no idea who did this to her or why, but he would find out. And when he did, they would pay.
Dearly.
Ty gently caressed the unmarked side of her face with a single fingertip. She leaned into the touch, her soft purr thrumming against his chest. Ty's cock surged at the sound, growing even harder.
She was pretty, fair-skinned with dark blond hair and intelligent navy blue eyes. Young too, maybe just on the other side of twenty.
Whoever she was, she hadn't wanted to be out here. He'd caught the scent of her fear while he was locking up the bar, but hadn't thought too much of it at first. It was rare for one of Nicky's girls to get left behind, but it happened.
When it did, Ty let them spend the night in the bar. Sometimes, if he was feeling up to another round, he'd stay with them. Either way, he ended up driving he woman back out to the boundary line at daybreak to make sure she got out safely.
But he should have known at first sniff the omega wasn't one of the girls. Her fear was shaded with desperation, with real terror. This woman wasn't afraid she was going to lose her job—she was afraid she was going to lose her life.
But she didn't have to be afraid anymore. No one was ever going to hurt her again. No one was going to touch her.
No one but him.
He bent down and claimed her mouth with his. Capturing her lower lip between his teeth, Ty pulled gently, teasing her flesh. Her body reacted instantly to the sensation as she ground her hips against him, her wetness drenching the outline of his cock. Her slick soaked all the way through the thick denim of his jeans, reaching his shaft.
Yes. It was obvious how much she wanted him. Her blood had awakened to her true nature, even as her mind wasn't willing to give in so easily. She pulled back from his kiss, confusion swirling in her eyes. A soft moan escaped her lips even as she shook her head.
"I don't—" she started, but he cut her off by rubbing the length of his erection along the juncture of her legs. Her eyelids fluttered as her head fell back in pleasure.
"I don't want..." she tried again, her voice softer this time. Less certain. More subservient.
Ty's blood surged in reaction.
"Yes, you do." He kissed her again. And again. Battering back the last of her defenses with his tongue.
He could feel the proof of just how badly she wanted him dripping down her legs. The sweet scent of her slick enveloped him. He breathed it in deep and felt it seep into his veins. Like a drug, the knowledge of her took over his body, until she was all he could see. All he could think of. All he needed.
Reality only returned when he felt her fingers fumbling at the front of his jeans.
"I'm not going to fuck you. I won't," she muttered, even as her fingers pulled at the fly. She finally managed to twist the button free and yank the zipper down, rushing to free his cock. "I'm not a slut."
Ty almost laughed. Of course she wasn't.
She was an omega. One who had just found her alpha, her destiny. Didn't she know how rare this was? How perfect? They were made for each other.
But Ty had heard the fragility behind her words. His omega was hurt and afraid. She needed him badly, but that didn't mean their first mating had to be against the wall of a battered roadhouse.
There were other ways to take her. To tame the fire that had engulfed both of their bodies.
At this point, Ty had to do something—and so did she. Despite her protests, he'd already seized her fingers and wrapped them around the base of his cock. The omega's eyes went wide as she felt its girth and weight, and distress showed in their blue depths.
"I can't…" she stammered. "There's no way."
"You can," Ty growled, the hunger inside him growing even sharper as he imagined the sweet tightness of her pussy as he pressed inside her for the first time. "And you will…but not tonight."
Her expression flickered so quickly between relief and disappointment that he almost missed it. Her need for him was powerful…but so was her fear.
It was time for him to answer both.
In one smooth motion, he swung her upside down in his arms. The omega gasped as his head came even with her legs. He hooked one arm under her knees and pressed her flush against him. With his other hand, he tore away her delicate red lace panties.
A primal growl rumbled from Ty's chest at the sight of her soft, pink pussy lips glistening with fragrant slick. He pulled her closer and covered her with his mouth.
The omega cried out in shocked pleasure as his tongue swept over her vulva. The taste of her slick filled his mouth, and Ty craved more. He sucked, and flicked, and drank her in until the omega's moans echoed through the trees. Until her legs trembled against his
