I’m gonna come again.

Rose’s POV

He kissed the fresh claiming bite on my throat with a tenderness that shattered something deep inside me—soft, reverent presses of his lips against the throbbing, swollen mark where his teeth had sunk deep and sealed us forever. The bond pulsed between us like a living, breathing heartbeat, a golden thread of pure sensation that flooded every corner of my soul with him.

I felt the raw, possessive satisfaction rolling through his chest like thunder; the dark feral love that wrapped around my heart like steel cables and pine smoke and midnight rain; the way his wolf was curled so tightly around mine, protective, triumphant, already snarling with fresh hunger for more of me, more of us.

Through the bond I tasted his exhaustion mixed with that endless alpha stamina, the primal pride that swelled in him every time he glanced down at my slightly distended belly—proof of how thoroughly he’d filled me, how much seed he’d pumped into my womb while the knot locked every drop inside.

“Shh, easy, baby,” he murmured against the fresh mark, voice gravel-rough but impossibly gentle, each word vibrating straight into my bones. One big hand stroked down my sweat-slick spine in long, soothing sweeps while his other arm stayed banded iron-tight around my waist, holding me pinned flush to the desk so the massive knot didn’t tug painfully at my entrance. “I’ve got you. Feel that, little omega? Feel how fucking full you are for me? Every hot, thick drop of my seed is right where it belongs—deep in your greedy womb, soaking into you, taking root like it was always meant to. Gods, Rose… you’re still clenching around me even now, milking my knot like your body already knows it’s bred. Like it’s begging me to give you even more.”

I whimpered, the sound broken and needy and utterly shameless, my walls fluttering weakly around the thick, burning stretch of his knot. The pressure was insane—my lower belly felt swollen and heavy, rounded like I was already carrying his pups, the intense heat of his release radiating through me in slow, pulsing waves that made my toes curl against the rug.

Every tiny, involuntary shift of my hips sent sparks shooting through my oversensitive clit, and I could feel more of his come trying to leak out around the impossible seal of the knot, only to be trapped again, forced deeper. The obscene fullness made my head spin. “Alpha… I feel it,” I whispered, voice wrecked and hoarse from screaming his name so many times tonight. “So full… so warm and heavy… I can feel you pulsing inside me still, like you’re still coming in little spurts. Like you’re marking every inch of my womb from the inside out. Please… don’t pull out. Keep me like this forever. I don’t ever want to be empty again.”

Jason chuckled low and dark, the sound vibrating through his chest into my back as he nuzzled deeper into my neck, licking the claiming bite with slow, possessive drags of his tongue until I shivered violently. “Not going anywhere, my perfect little omega. This knot’s locked tight for at least an hour—maybe two if you keep squeezing me like the greedy knot-slut you are.” He rocked his hips in a tiny, careful grind, just enough to make the swollen knot shift inside me and press ruthlessly against every sensitive spot at once.

I moaned loud and broken, fresh slick mixing with the flood of his seed as another small orgasm rippled through me—gentle this time, more like a warm, endless wave than the shattering explosions from before, but it still left me trembling and clenching harder around him, drawing another thick spurt of come from his cock.

“Yes—yes, alpha, I love it,” I gasped, pushing back as much as the knot would allow, desperate for every fraction of movement, every inch of friction. “I love being your knot-slut. Love feeling you stretch me so wide I can barely breathe around you. Love knowing I’m dripping with you even though nothing can escape—that every alpha who smells me tomorrow will know I’ve been claimed and bred like a good little breeding whore. Please… talk to me. Tell me exactly how you’re going to keep me. Tell me about our pups. Paint it for me while you’re still locked so deep inside. I need to hear every filthy detail.”

His hand slid around to cup my slightly swollen belly, palm pressing gently but possessively over the place where his come was pooled so deep. The heat of his palm made me moan again. “Fuck, feel that, baby? Already starting to swell for me. That’s my good girl—taking every single drop like you were born for it.” His voice dropped even lower, filthy and possessive as he started to rock again in those tiny, maddening circles that kept the knot rubbing perfectly against my g-spot.

“Gonna keep you right here every single night, Rose. Bent over this desk with your tits pressed to the wood while I fuck another load into you. Or on your knees under it with that pretty mouth wrapped around my cock, swallowing every inch while I grade papers and tell you exactly how I’m going to fill you again later. Gonna wake you up every morning with my knot already swelling inside this perfect cunt, breeding you slow and deep before you even open your eyes. And when your belly really starts to round—gods, I can’t wait to see you waddling around the academy with my pups kicking inside you, tits so heavy and full of milk they’re leaking through your uniform, dark wet spots on your shirt that everyone will stare at and know exactly who put them there.”

I sobbed with pleasure, the bond letting me feel how violently the image turned him on—his cock twitching hard inside me, another thick spurt of come flooding my womb as he spoke.

My nipples throbbed in response, already aching like they were preparing. “Yes… please, alpha… I want to be so big with your pups I can barely fit in my uniform. Want every student and teacher to stare and whisper about how Voss bred his omega so deep she’s carrying a whole litter. Want you to pull me into empty classrooms between classes, yank my shirt up and suck my leaking tits while I ride your fingers and beg for your knot. Want you to drink my milk straight from the source while you pump more come into me. Alpha—fuck—I’m gonna come again just thinking about it—about you breeding me through my pregnancy, keeping me constantly full—”