Omega Bound
Ronan reaches out blindly, his fingers hook into the collar of my shirt before I can pull away, he drags me down, our bodies collide, his skin burning, hot into my chest, warmth I want to bask in forever.
His nose brushes the side of my neck, then he inhales, deep.
“Ethannn…..” my name leaves his mouth like a prayer.
“You smell… good.” My wolf roars in my chest.
Ronan's voice trembles against my throat. “Please…” for the years we stay in hiding, I told myself I couldn't let an Omega alone into the world.
Because he is my best friend, because someone had to keep him alive, but as Ronan arches towards me, his neck exposed, and his breath warm against my skin.