Page 19 of Curvy Quirky Omega

“Take off the other shoe,” I said softly, eyes only for Lucy. “She knows what she’s doing.”

My perfect omega. The only person in the world who truly understood me.

Cas might know me better than anyone, but he didn’t understand me the same way she did. He was there for me when I needed to rest, ready to clean up my messes, always by my side when I needed the support. He knew exactly what I liked and didn’t like – knew what pissed me off and how I’d react, but he didn’t understand the thoughts behind all the crazy.

Lucy though…she glared up at me with this stubborn expression on her face that reminded me of that one time I beat her at chess.

My omega knew what I was feeling thanks to the bond, but so did Cas even if he couldn’t feel it the same way she did. He knew what I was feeling and still he would go with her because I ordered him to, even if he didn’t want to leave me here alone where he couldn’t keep an eye on me.

Whereas Lucy would never do anything anyone ordered her to do unless she wanted to.

My omega knew what I needed better than I did, and I don’t know why she thought this was the answer, but I wasn’t going to let an opportunity like this pass me by when she was so kind to offer it to me.

Her shoe hit the floor along with the remaining scraps of her clothes, and the scent of her pheromones spiked hard enough Cas groaned like he hadn’t been expecting it to be this potent outside her heat.

Lucy was trembling but she kept glaring at me over her shoulder, waiting for whatever came next.

I gently set my hand on the curve of her ass and she flinched, clearly expecting me to spank her. I’d even say she might be hoping for it.

“If you keep your mouth shut, I’m going to have to spank you,” I warned her, making sure she understood how this was going to go. “All you have to do is say my name if you’d prefer a different punishment.”

Her eyes flashed with determination and for a second, they almost looked…blue.

She lifted her chin and said, “You really think spanking me is going to get you what you want?”

I gave her my sharpest grin. “Yes, my bratty little omega. I do.”

CHAPTER 8

Lucy

My heart was racing and each breath came faster than the one before. I had some idea that I’d be like this, but I had no idea it would be this bad.

This feeling of his hands on me, keeping me from running – restraining me…I loved it. I loved it so fucking much I’d do anything to have it. It was addictive. Nothing in the world was quite like this.

When they touched me, I didn’t feel anxious or insecure. I felt safe. Special. And I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of it.

The masochist deep down inside of me had never really had a chance to come out and play. I’d never felt safe enough to trust anyone like I trusted them.

Liam held me down with so little effort I wanted to be scared. I wanted to freak out that no matter how hard I tried to get free, I couldn’t.

It would take some serious desperation on my part if I really wanted to get out of this. The kind of desperation that would have my teeth tearing through his flesh and the willingness to break my own bones, but that wasn’t what this was about.

This was about Liam and his need for control – for his need to be punished for what he thought he did wrong.

I knew how things would go and still, it didn’t occur to me just how strong he really was. Strong enough to rip all my clothes from my body like an animal until I was naked and breathless on his lap, waiting for him to start the punishment.

My scent was strong enough he had to know what this was doing to me, but he looked so unbothered. The only reason I could tell this was doing anything to him at all was the sensation of his hard dick pressing up against my stomach.

“Do you remember how many times you refused to answer me?” Liam asked.

One hand held the back of my neck, pushing me down over his thigh so I couldn’t get up, and the other…the other slid over the curve of my ass, making my whole body tense.

“If we count that one, it’s ten,” Liam murmured.

That was the only warning I got.

I heard the crack of his palm against my bare ass before the pain registered. When it finally hit, I felt every nerve-ending light up as liquid fire raced through my veins and heat spread across my skin, warning me that the next one was going to hurt so much worse.

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