Bernice POV
I feel Landry’s breath on my neck and my heartbeat kicks up. He wants to mark me! I ignore the little thrill that goes through me. A voice talks to me.
“Let him! Let him bite you! You know you want it!”
It is just my heat talking, I think to myself, and turn my head, grabbing his arm and tugging as strongly as my heat will allow.
I hate my heat. It makes me weak and vulnerable, although Alphas like it, including Landry. Indeed, he growls in happiness as I can’t move him and kisses me deeply, playing with my breasts until I moan.
“Let me,” I gasp, wiggling under him. It makes his big, hard c**k go in deeper and I groan wantonly. I feel so exposed, like a proper Omega. “I want to ride you.”
“You do?” Landry growls. I nod. It has the benefit of him not being able to mark
