The Alpha's Warlock
Aching pressure was building inside me, my hole stretching around his knot.
One of Matthew’s hands sought out one of mine, and he laid it on top. I tangled our fingers together and squeezed. Yes, do it. Please. I couldn’t say it, I could only whimper. But he knew what it meant, and he bit down hard, his extended canines sinking deep into my flesh.
The bond exploded between us, a chorus of gold and red and purple, the warp of my magic and the weft of his alpha power weaving into an unbreakable whole.