All Chapters of My Brute Alpha (The Alpha and His Omega #1): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO**The feast and hunt is an anticipated dedicated ancestral festival of the Dahome clan that is hosted once in a solar cycle.The air is laced with excitement and smoke of wood burning; even though the weather is cool, several large bonfires provide warmth. The full moon hangs low, casting a glow over the proceedings, and loud laughter echoes throughout the tribe's landmark.Although Kai had mentioned this event to Rene earlier, it's certainly not what Rene had thought it would be. Rene's eyes scan the crowd, watching the interaction between all the males and females of the tribe gathered around; his widened gaze reflects equal amounts of fascination and curiosity.The Alpha males who sit around their respective bonfires are enjoying the meal of wild boar and baked bread, their arms are wrapped casually around their mates who are warming their laps.Rene soon gets to realize that this hunt isn't about animals at all, neither is it related to food. The air is heav

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR * * The fresh, cool wind blows in the atmosphere, and Soral sighs; after a long soak in the lake, he feels like a whole different person. He stares through the window at the full moon outside; for some reason, Soral feels the air outside is rather tense. Perhaps, he feels this strange because throughout the day, his barbarian captor had left him with little to no privacy. Soral glances down at the new item of clothing that Vidarr had given him after his bath; the fur has a fine, luxurious texture, thicker and softer than anything he has ever touched in his entire life. Soral buries his face into the plush material and wriggles his nose; it smells entirely like the barbarian. The musky scent of Forest. Earth. Male. So I have to walk around wearing his scent like a perfume? He thinks. At least he smells nice, Soral shrugs to himself, yet he would rather bite off his tongue than thank Vidarr, especially not after that night. Soral still feels a hot tingli

CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX**Vidarr revels in carnal satisfaction, his heavy loins throbbing unbearably as his eyes cut to Soral's. Soral swallows against the urge to take back his words; he wants to run, to edge away from his captor, catching the dangerous glint that intensifies his Vidar's eyes. The gleam is that of a predator whose prey has fallen into a trap.Soral has a feeling the prey is him. Vidarr growls low in his throat, swooping his head down at Soral, his hungry eyes linger briefly on Soral's doubtful face before his lips claim his omega's own in a possessive kiss.Soral gasps, taken aback, but Vidarr's wet searching tongue only slides forward. Although Soral has seen other people kiss often, this is the first time he's experiencing it. His astonishment vanishes when Vidarr intensifies the kiss; Soral is unable to breathe, his lungs feel crushed, and the low, hungry sounds Vidarr makes in the back of his throat cause Soral's own stomach to tighten.It's like he's eating me

Is it over? Why does he feel like this may only be the beginning? He cannot feel Vidarr's ejaculation yet, or did it already happen? Sensing Soral's relaxation, Vidarr slides out slowly, and then slams back in, causing Soral's eyes to fly open, with a low groan leaving his mouth. "We are not done?" He whispers, He gets his answer when Vidarr grips his hip more firmly, clawed fingers digging into his flesh, and enters him again with a deep solid thrust. Soral gives a shrill cry from the intrusion, grasping his hand around Vidarr's neck. "Slowly, please" A loud groan escapes Vidarr's throat as he slams their lips together in a hungry kiss; he starts to move in earnest, thrusting relentlessly. Soral's wetness relieves the act, but Vidarr is brutal, like an uncaged beast. Soral's body is burning inside, throbbing; his fingers clutch the mattress, and his whimpers and Vidarr's grunts echo in the air. Vidarr tears his mouth away from Soral's briefly, staring down at h

CHAPTER NINETY in a sudden rapid motion, Rene suddenly finds his back pressed against the mattress, a terrified yelp hisses from him when his body crushes into the soft furs from the weight of Lyrien's body. His arms are pinned to the sides, preventing any movements, and below there, he can feel the throbbing hotness pressing against him. "It isn't how it looks like!" He cries, flailing the only moveable part of his body, his legs. Lyrien says nothing, but his strong glare instantly makes Rene want to confess anything. "I only wanted one drop... " Rene gasped breathlessly, writhing beneath Lyrien's crushing weight, "Too h_heavy!" He cannot draw in enough air. Lyrien shifts his weight slightly, but his knees are now nudged between Rene's thighs, which makes Rene panic even more, his skin a near chalk white under Lyrien's freezing glare. "Now start talking," "I only want your Pheromones! I don't want to hurt you!" He confesses, his eyes heavy with guilt.. Lyrien cocks a brow,