Loki licked the wound on your neck clean. You also felt his magic as he healed it. By all logic, it should heal into a scar. The mark had to be deep enough to scar, but it wouldn't actually turn into a scar, not in the traditional sense. Once it healed, there was some Alpha magic involved that would turn it from teeth marks to a tattoo, usually in a design that somehow indicated the Alpha who had done the marking. You would find out soon what the mark from Loki looked like.

You weren't upset that he had claimed you. You'd discussed this and agreed to it when you'd agreed to him helping you through your heat. You were too drawn to each other. He was your Alpha. It had just been a matter of him claiming you officially.

Loki pulled up enough to look into your eyes. His own were shining, a bright pleased emerald. "Still with me, Elskling?" He asked gently. His knot hadn't gone down yet, but he was clearly in the aftercare stage, especially since your heat was sated for the moment.

You nodded. You hadn't been completely swept away this time, not into that Omega-space of post orgasm haze. "I'm here," you replied and smiled up at him. "Thank you," you added in a whisper. This was the best heat you'd had so far in your life.

Loki leaned down and kissed your forehead. "Always, Elskling. I'll always be here for you," he promised. It was true. You felt it in your soul. You were bound together now. Loki would be there to protect, care for, and love you and you would be there for him just the same. An Alpha and Omega were balance for each other.

Loki gestured and the bindings on your wrists and ankles vanished. He cuddled you close in his arms, breathing in your scent as you rested together. You wrapped your arms around his cool form as he pet your hair. Loki shifted you both so you could rest your head on his chest. "Are you alright?" He asked gently. "Not injured?" He clarified. Alphas could be rough in bed. He hadn't been, not really.

"I'm alright," you reassured him, purring softly while he pet your hair and rested with you. You'd had experience in bed prior to Loki. Not with an Alpha, of course, as that was too dangerous, but with Betas instead. There had actually been a very discreet class in college that only Omegas could sign up for to get some formal instruction on bedroom skills. It had been a completely optional class, but you'd taken it, wanting to have some skill in that area and more knowledge than that Widget A was inserted into Slot B, which was not helpful sex education. "I'll probably be a bit sore later," you clarified when he looked at you skeptically. He nodded, accepting that answer. He was definitely better endowed than anyone else you'd had before.

Loki held you and cuddled you against his cool form until his knot finally went down and he was soft enough to slide out. He did so gently, watching you for signs of discomfort. "Wait here, Elskling. I'll draw you a bath," he told you gently when he saw your slight wince when he pulled out. You would definitely be sore once your heat was over. You nodded and Loki got up, kissing your forehead once he had stood, and went to go to your bathroom to draw that bath.

He returned shortly and before you could try to get up on your own, had lifted you bridal style into his arms. He carried you to the bath and lowered you gently into the cool water. You were expecting a hot bath. Most Alphas would have drawn a hot bath. The cool water was perfect. It had just enough warmth to not be absolutely freezing. Your heat made you feel too warm constantly, so the cool bath was perfect. Loki climbed in behind you, cradling you in his arms. You snuggled back in his arms, needing to be close to your Alpha so soon after the mating. You needed to be close for the bond to settle and get strong.

Loki washed your hair for you, his long fingers gentle as he massaged your scalp and made you melt and purr loudly in his embrace. He made sure you were clean, taking such gentle care with you.

After the bath, he dried you off with your fluffiest towel and carried you back to bed. He did relent to pausing by the mirror so you could see your mating mark. The mark was freshly healed on your neck, but already the tattoo was coming it. It was a stylized design of two intertwined snakes, forming an 's' like design. It would be beautiful when it came in all the way, once the bond settled and the wound healed the rest of the way.

Loki held you in his arms and summoned water for you both, holding yours to your lips so you didn't have to strain a body taxed by exertion and by the heat in general. Your limbs felt heavy and shaky and you were glad for his help and his care. He also summoned food for you both, feeding you bites as he cuddled you close and told you stories.

He kept taking care of you, gentle, relaxing, and soothing, until you curled into him, mewling softly in pain as the heat flared back up, your short respite over. Loki stroked your hair and vanished the food and drink to prepare for the next round. "Shh, Elskling. I have you. I'll take care of you," he promised.