Taesan's POV
The pain in my leg wakes me out of my dreamless sleep.
I'm lying on my side with the omega's leg resting over my hip. I am still buried in him, and hell, this might just be my favorite way to wake up.
His lips are parted and eyes still shut, there is a track of dried drool on his cheek, and he is still holding on to me.
My eyes trace the bite I made on him and I sigh with relief, I already made one fucking mistake, I can't risk another.
Cumming inside him is one thing, biting and bonding with him is another…
And fuck, I want that, I want to keep him plugged full with my cum and have him carry my bite on his scent gland…but I can't.
Not right now.
My mother's murderer hasn't been discovered, I haven't snatched the underworld from my grandfather, I haven't found a healthy way to keep myself sane.
'We have him' my alpha says.
'We'll break him' I say to myself, pulling out and sitting up.
