Page 22 of A Knotty Choice: The Seduction of Sharon

My purr dipped into a growl, my fingers stilling.

“Never.”

“Or if I don’t want children?”

I struggled to swallow my growl, fighting back the instinct to tell her she’d do as she was told. Omegas were made for breeding.

“I would hope you’d come to change your mind, but you’re my mate, and I wouldn’t want to make you unhappy,” I said reluctantly.

Children were part of my plan, the legacy I was going to leave this world, and prior to finding Sharon I’d have said there was no way I wouldn’t have any.

But now…

Now her feelings pulsed inside me, in time with my own heart, and I knew I couldn’t cause her that pain if that was really how she felt. Even though I was sure it was fear making her speak more than a lack of want, I could give nature a chance to prove me wrong if it would make her feel better. We had plenty of time, after all.

I shifted, reaching over the footboard to release the straps that held her feet in place. She pulled them free, rolling onto her side to hug her knees to her chest, but the fact that she remained facing me gave me a little hope.

Chapter Thirteen

Sharon

I concentrated on breathing in and out, trying to ignore the way the fake knot inside me pressed on the nerves in my pussy and kept me on edge. It was hard to think through the haze of my heat, but the bond pulsing in my chest was enough to keep me from drifting away again just yet.

The thought of being denied children had crushed him, but Alex hid it well, and he’d released me from the forced position. As fucked up as this situation was, I felt bad for hurting him, especially when the omega part of me was wholly onboard with his plan.

Was I insane for wanting nothing more than to please him? Was it just the hormones, or the bond?

Alex went back to stroking my hair as he watched me in silence. We both knew I didn’t have long before the waves of my heat pulled me back under and took away all thought of anything but having him inside me, and with his mark on my neck I craved him more than I’d ever thought it possible to want an alpha, but it felt like there was something between us now. Something that even the kidnapping hadn’t caused.

“Why me? Why like this?”

His lips lifted, although the smile didn’t reach his eyes. There was more chocolate visible around the black center, but his pupils were still dilated, and I was sure mine were worse.

“Because you’re perfect. I’ve always avoided omegas, but you were too much to resist. I couldn’t stand the thought of not having you, of you not being mine.”

I let out a sigh that was half groan.

Alphas and their neanderthal ways.

“You could have asked me out. I’d have said yes. Then we could have discussed bonding in the future instead of rushing into it.”

He was shaking his head before I finished, a frown drawing his features down and making him look like the haughty beast he’d been on the stage, sitting on his throne. My pussy clenched around the dildo at the reminder.

“I couldn’t risk you denying me, and I couldn’t wait. I wanted you too much. Want you too much. I had to make you mine, now, before anything happened to take you away.”

I was growing too warm curled up on my side, so I turned to my back as I rolled my eyes, letting my arms flop on the mattress. Obviously my new mate wasn’t familiar with waiting, or asking for permission.

My core clenched again, the traitor perfectly fine with the alpha taking what he’d wanted. My skin was startling to crawl, my belly cramping despite being bloated with his cum, and it was too hard to think of the future when my body demanded I focus on now.

Pulling one of the blankets up to my face, I rubbed it on my cheek and breathed in the scent of him drenching the fabric. The entire bed was covered in the softest bedding I’d ever felt, and he’d gotten it all for me. I could feel the way he wanted to please me just as much as he wanted to dominate and command me, and my nature wanted me to let him.

I wiggled on the bed, grabbing another blanket to rub on my stomach and chest. The sensation soothed the itching, making me purr without thought.

“I’d do anything you asked of me to keep you purring like that forever.”

His conviction poured through the bond, the truth, and the darkness, behind the words obvious. I had no trouble imagining him destroying the world for me if it was what I wanted.

Lips curling in a grin, I rolled to my belly and pulled my knees under me, watching as his eyes darkened when they swept up the curve of my spine. I kept up the purr as I reached out to run a finger down his chest, the corse hairs raising as goosebumps broke out from the point of contact.

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