afraid, Liam. I’ve dealt with worse than this. I dated Ollie’s stupid ass for a long time.”
He laughed. It must have hurt like hell.
Then he started to shift. His back and arms cracked and reshaped. Liam screamed in pain.
I held his head in my hands. His eyes, which were a piercing blue, were now brown. “You can beat this, Liam. You’re a fucking alpha . Your blood is stronger than his.”
Liam screamed again as bones in his legs cracked and reformed. “Tr — trying,” he said.
“Try harder, dammit! I can’t lose you.”
“The…scalpel.”
Tears streamed down my face. I didn’t even realize I’d been holding it.
“You have to…in my heart, Allie. Please. I…don’t want to hurt…you.”
And then in an instant, I knew who I was. I knew what I had been running from. I unbuttoned my pants and ripped them down. I could feel Liam changing underneath my hands when I put them on his chest and sat astride him. I reached behind me and gripped his cock. It responded, and I gently stroked him until he was fully hard.
“Al…Allie,” Liam said. “What are…you doing?”
“Look at me,” I said, and took him into the deepest part of myself in more ways than one. Our eyes locked as I began to move. Fated mates. I’d read all about the idea, but never thought for a moment that I could be one myself. An ancient source of power for both alpha and his mate. I could feel him behind my eyes. In my soul. Deep in my sex. It was terrifying. It was heartbreaking. It was exhilarating.
“Allie.” Liam’s eyes had begun to clear. He gripped my ass with powerful hands and began to match my rhythm. His hands ran up my back to my hair. He pulled my face to his. Our kiss was like nothing I’d ever felt before. If it was possible, it was even better than his cock inside me. Our tongues touched. Gently at first. Then with more hunger. Then with absolute need .
Liam wrapped his hands around my back and pulled my close. He pushed deeper inside me than I thought was possible and held it there, just slightly moving his hips. He was stirring me up, and I ground my clit against his pelvis. I cried out as I lost myself in an orgasm. He growled deeply and happily in my ear. Then he started to move again and I thought I would die from the pleasure. My breasts pressed against his chest as he held me. I never wanted to leave this spot. I never wanted to move.
“Allie,” Liam said. His voice was gravel and power. I pressed my hands against his chest to steady myself and met his gaze. His eyes were completely clear. The shift that had begun had reversed. He was rock hard inside me. I knew he was getting close. There was nothing that I wanted more than to feel him cum inside me.
He suddenly grabbed my ass and arched his back. I could feel his warm seed fill me, but he would not stop. He pulled his length nearly all the way out of me, then back inside. Shallow at first, then deeper. I knew I was coming to cum again. His thumb pressed against my clit as he moved his cock in me. How is he still so hard? . Then my own orgasm hit me like a caressing punch, and suddenly I was afraid. I lost myself for a moment and crying out his name was the only tether keeping me from unravelling completely. I nearly sobbed at the intensity of the joy.
Liam pulled me close and I slowly came back to myself. So dizzy. So different. Everything was so different now. There was something about this man. The thought of getting up and breaking contact with him filled me with sadness so sweet that I felt tears well up. Every gasp of breath brought a new picture of a future together. A fantasy of what might be. What the hell is wrong with me? I was losing my mind. I was happy being alone. Thrilled, even. I loved my life. And yet my skin on his told me that my old life was over and I would never be alone again.
We held each other for what seemed like a long time. An eternity. But was probably just a few seconds.
He stroked my back. “Are you okay?” he