If I die, then at least I will die happy.
***
I awake again sometime later, peering around. We’re back at the penthouse; I can tell by the scent of alpha, and I vaguely wonder what happened to the others.
Did they get out of the restaurant okay? Did anyone get hurt? Fuck.
I’m aching in places I never knew existed, and this heat really is like no other. It’s as if Mother Nature has come back with a vengeance, and that bitch is going to make me pay for denying my body its natural urges.
I’m an omega with a hole that needs to be filled.
Kilian cradles me all the way down the corridor, and before I know it he’s kicking down the door to my room and placing me onto my nest.
My nest... I arranged my pillows just how I like them, and I almost cry tears of joy.
It’s almost hard to believe that this is the same alpha who threatened to kill me, yet here he is, nestling me down onto my fluffy marshmallow, surrounded by nothing but pillows.
He’s a killer—a monster. I once watched as he pulled out a gun and placed it by a woman’s head, yet he lovingly lays me down and provides me comfort.
He purrs the whole time, making sure I’m as comfortable as possible before he pulls off my dress.
It needs to come off. I think the leather has fused to my skin at this point as I haven’t stopped sweating from the moment he dragged me onto his lap.
His long, slender hand finds the zipper at the back, and he peels it off slowly. A sigh escapes me the moment the cool air wafts against my naked skin.
It feels fucking good. Like a caress or a kiss of the wind.
Damn, I’m so horny right now. I could impale myself on his cock in front of a whole eager audience, and I wouldn’t even care.
My mind transports me back to the night I first laid eyes on him at the strip club, and even then I was smitten by his chiseled looks. What woman wouldn’t be? The man is like a living angel, and I am looking forward to taking his knot.
Screw my old wish. Who was I kidding? I’m an omega and I need Killian’s knot like I need my next breath.
It sure beats lying alone in the mud with nothing but the stars and the croaking frogs to keep me company, and that’s when the tear slips from my eye.
I never want to be alone like that ever again. I want to be loved, cherished, and needed.
Never again.
Beneath this snarky, bitchy facade is a fragile creature that just wants to be nurtured and loved, and by God am I going to seize this opportunity.
Sure, my first knot may be a madman like Killian, but I want this. It’s my choice.
The alpha still hasn’t made a move to knot me. Instead, he watches over me like a bear protecting its young, and he really is putting a lot of effort into this.
He needn’t bother. I know he doesn’t give a shit about me any more than I do him, but tonight I just want to forget that we’re enemies.
“Alpha...” I breathe, looking up to meet his piercing, cold blue eyes.
The only thing is, they’re not so cold anymore. It looks like the ice has finally melted, his pupils the size of planets as he watches me like I’m the only thing in the world.
“Buttercup."
He draws a soft line down the center of my face, pausing at my lips. My eyes shutter closed, and the amount of attention he devotes to my features makes my heart flutter.
It’s like he’s examining a work of art.
“Fuck. You really are beautiful.”