**The Alpha’s Heat**

I could smell her before I saw her—sweet and thick, like honey drizzled over ripe fruit. Omega scent. My alpha instincts were already in overdrive, my dick hard and aching in my pants, my skin too tight, too hot. Heat wasn’t just for omegas, and tonight, it was burning me alive.

She was crouched near the edge of the clearing, her dark hair wild around her face, her scent pouring off her in waves. She smelled like slick, like desperate, wet need. She was in heat too. Fuck.

I didn’t even think. I stalked toward her, my pulse hammering, every muscle in my body coiled tight. She turned her head, her eyes wide and dark, her lips parted.

“Alpha,” she breathed, and that was it.

I grabbed her, hauling her up against me, my hand fisting in her hair as I crushed my mouth to hers. She moaned into me, her body melting, her hips grinding against mine. I could feel the damp heat of her pussy through her clothes, smell how soaked she was.

I didn’t waste time. I ripped her shirt open, buttons scattering, and shoved my hand between her legs. She gasped when my fingers slid over her cunt, her slick coating my hand instantly. Fuck, she was drenched, her clit swollen under my touch. She whimpered, her thighs trembling.

“Please—” she started, but I didn’t let her finish. I spun her around, pushing her forward until her hands hit the rough bark of a tree. I yanked her pants down, baring her ass, her pussy glistening between her thighs.

I didn’t tease. I gripped my cock, already leaking, and shoved into her in one rough thrust. She cried out, her back arching, her cunt clenching around me like a vise. She was so fucking tight, so hot, her walls fluttering as I bottomed out inside her.

I didn’t stop. I fucked her hard, my hips slamming into her, each thrust making her moan louder. Her pussy was dripping, the sounds filthy—wet slaps of skin, her breathy little gasps, the slick squelch of my cock driving into her again and again.

“Alpha—fuck, yes—” she babbled, her fingers clawing at the tree. I could smell her orgasm building, her scent spiking, her cunt squeezing me even tighter. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing hard, fast.

She came with a sharp cry, her body shaking, her pussy pulsing around my dick. I growled, my knot already swelling at the base, the pressure unbearable. I thrust once, twice more, then shoved deep, my knot locking us together as I came.

Hot cum flooded her cunt, her walls milking every last drop from me. She whined, her body limp against the tree, her thighs trembling. I bit her shoulder, marking her as mine, my teeth sinking just enough to bruise.

She shivered, her breath ragged. “Jin Heung…”

I nuzzled her neck, licking over the bite. “Mine,” I growled.

And when my knot finally went down, I pulled her into my arms, her heat still burning against me. Because I wasn’t done with her. Not even close.