Page 123 of Curvy Dirty Omega

Cassius ripped the knife from her hand at the same time that I grabbed her by the throat and waist to rip her out of that fucking tub before she accidentally got hurt by all the thrashing around.

Water drenched every inch of me, but my arm around her waist held her tight against me and I wished Cas could see the look on her fucking face when I laughed. She’d surprised me once again, always choosing the path no one else would.

But I was furious with her.

I’ve never been this angry before – not even when I’d heard someone had killed Gideon. No, this was fury born of fear.

Stalking out of the bathroom, I slammed her into the mattress and bared my teeth at her, letting her see just how fucking crazy I could be. “Don’t you ever do that again.”

Lucy snarled right back at me, kicking and scratching my bare chest, but I couldn’t even feel it. That’s how fucking angry I was. “You’re the stupid asshole who put a knife in my hand!”

The blood still seeping from my thumb turned the spider lilies on her throat to a bright red and I had to take a moment to breathe – reminding myself it wasn’t her blood but mine.

I hated the way she loved. It was even more self-sacrificing than Cassius and I honestly hadn’t thought that was possible.

“No one gets to hurt you but me and Cas, Lucy. Not even you.” Ripping off my sweats, I yanked her up higher on the bed and pressed down on her throat just enough to make every breath a struggle. “If you can’t manage that, I’ll never trust you with a knife again.”

Lucy glared at me, but her anger was no match for mine, especially when I shoved my cock all the way inside her with one thrust, forcing her to stretch to accommodate both my knots from the get-go.

She tried to cry out but couldn’t even do that when I was limiting her air supply like this.

It was just enough to make her dizzy – to add to the intensity and remind her that her life was in my hands, no one else’s.

“Liam,” she wheezed, reaching up for me, but I didn’t want her touching me like that – like she loved me enough to die.

“Stop it,” I growled, thrusting into her hard and snapping my teeth next to that spot I wanted to mark more than any other. “You don’t get to do that, Lucy.”

“Liam.”

“No.”

“Liam!” Cas grabbed my throat the same way he did Lucy’s and yanked me back against him, preventing me from biting her once again.

I was going to fucking kill him.

“She passed your test,” Cas murmured, trying to soothe me.

Yes, she did. But I didn’t like the choice she’d made, and I had to make that very clear or she’d do it again.

Moving my hand from her neck exposed the small wound she’d given herself before either of us could stop her. It was right above others that were healed, white with age. The scars covered by all that ink were exactly the same shape and size as the cut she’d just given herself, as if she’d thought about slitting her own throat more than a few times and then for whatever reason, had decided against it.

Lucy looked up at me with enough devastation in her eyes to make me falter.

These cuts were old – after I’d left but before I’d found her again. They were my fault and I didn’t think I could ever do enough to make up for all those years she was alone without her alpha.

“I’m sorry.” I took a deep breath and leaned down, kissing one scar and then another. “I’m so sorry, Lucy. I should have been there.”

I never should have left.

Or I should have kidnapped her and taken her with me.

Cas had moved at some point without me realizing it, yanking her arms above her head to tie her wrists together. Then he tied her to the bedpost with ruthless efficiency as I pushed inside of her again and again, slow and steady.

We were going to fuck her until she passed out. I didn’t want her to have any energy left at all to do something stupid again. Lucy would be too tired and sated to do something else to make me panic. That was the only solution I could think of at the moment.

And those ropes? Cas had made sure she couldn’t hurt herself again with that quiet efficiency I loved.

Now we could focus on her without worrying about what shit she might try to pull next.