Chapter 6

Lucas’s POV

The next morning the medical team reconvened.

Their conclusion came fast: Ethan’s brain activity the night before had been a one-off spike. He remained in deep coma. Mrs. Vance exhaled in relief, then held Maya’s hand tighter and insisted she stay at the main house for the next few days to keep him company.

I didn’t give her time to settle.

Barely past mid-morning I used the excuse of “border anomalies that need the Beta heir’s designated partner for pack reassurance” and brought her down to the old underground training room. The heavy metal door sealed behind us—perfect soundproofing, zero cameras.

I pushed Maya down onto the training mat.

This time I truly slowed down.

My thick cock pushed into her inch by inch, pausing after every single one so she could feel every stretched fold. I fucked her in deep, measured strokes while flooding the room with my scent until the cold snow and pine felt almost solid. Gold eyes locked on hers, voice low and dangerous:

“Say it, good girl. You want me. Not him.”

Maya’s breath hitched, eyes glassy.

Her soaked walls were already fluttering hard around me, greedily sucking me deeper with every slow thrust. Clear fluid spilled out around my cock, wetting the mat beneath us.

“Lucas…” Her voice came out shaky, almost dazed. “You’re so thick… I can feel every inch—”

I drove in deeper, grinding the head hard over that swollen spot until a broken moan tore from her throat.

“Again. Say you want me to fuck this tight little cunt. Say you don’t want him touching what’s already mine.”

Her thighs trembled and tightened around my hips. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, but her body kept rolling up to meet every thrust. On the third orgasm that ripped through her, the words finally broke free in a breathless, desperate rush:

“I want you… only you… God, you’re so deep—don’t stop—fuck me—”

I slammed in to the root and started to knot.

The base of my cock swelled fast, locking us together so tightly she couldn’t move. The second the knot fully seated I sank my teeth into the back of her neck and forced the true claiming mark into her. Hot pulses of cum flooded the deepest part of her while the knot kept every drop trapped inside. She could only lie limp under me, thighs shaking, inner walls milking the thick knot in helpless little spasms, soft broken moans spilling out with every breath.

“So full… the knot is too big… Lucas—”

The knot held for nearly twenty minutes.

I stayed buried, lips pressed to the fresh bite, voice rough:

“Now you smell like me, good girl. Even if he wakes up tomorrow, he’ll know the second he gets near you.”

Only when the knot finally eased did I pull out.

Cum and her slick slid down her thighs in thick streaks. The mark on her nape still bled a little. I dragged my thumb over it, slow, claiming.

That night she went back to Ethan’s bedside.

My scent refused to fade. Maya almost broke as she yanked open his closet, pulled out one of his old shirts, and wrapped herself in it, desperately trying to cover my mark with his smell.

I pushed the door open quietly.

Two steps and I had her off the chair, bent over the armchair right beside Ethan’s hospital bed. I shoved her skirt to her waist and thrust straight into her through the thin fabric of her panties, burying myself to the hilt in one stroke. She was forced to face her comatose fiancé, unable to look away. I fucked her in slow, heavy thrusts, every one deep enough to make the armchair creak, voice a low growl against her ear:

“Next time you try to cover my scent with his, good girl, I’ll bend you over this exact bed and fuck you until you’re screaming my name. Tell me—whose cock is stretching this marked little cunt right now?”

Maya’s hands gripped the armrests tightly. Her voice came out shaky and wet:

“Yours… it’s yours, Lucas… you’re so deep I can barely think—”

Her body clenched hard around me, wet and desperate, hips pushing back to take every inch.

“Please… don’t stop… fill me—”

Ethan’s machines kept their steady rhythm.

And the newly claimed instincts inside her only made her squeeze tighter with every deep thrust, pulling me deeper like she never wanted me to leave.