Page 11 of Mark & Don't Tell

Minutes tick by with us in the room. Two strangers pulled together by some unexplained magnetism. I start to feel silly for staring at the butt plugs for this long. Vic’s clearly not going to break, and I’m not going to beg, so I guess that means it’s time to move on.

As I take a step away, a hand snakes out and grabs my waist, tugging me back into his hard chest. My heart jumps, and I nearly shriek in surprise, but the air whooshes from my lungs.

His hand grips my neck as his lips brush over my ear. “Where are you going, little doe?”

Five

VIC

I didn’t fucking come here to play. I didn’t even want to come to After Dark, but as soon as I saw her, and those fucking innocent eyes looked at me like I was some sort of god, I was toast.

Ignoring her didn’t work.

When the elevator stopped, I edged closer, and she scowled at me. No fawning or flattery.

My mouth quirks at the memory. Her chest heaves, pushing her full tits out, and I gaze down at them, flexing the hand at her throat. “Little doe,” I whisper, “are you going to keep ignoring me?”

Our gazes collide in the mirror. Her eyes hood when she notices the near wild hunger in mine.

Her throat works around my hand as she swallows and licks her lips. “No,” she rasps. “I thought you were only here to watch.” There’s a challenge in her words, one that stokes a fire deep within me.

She’s confident, I’ll give her that, but the way she watched the couple in the first room, mouth open and eyes wide with surprise, tells me she has a lot to learn.

I shouldn’t be the one to teach her, but I find myself slipping the wristband off and dropping it to the floor, returning my hand to her throat, right where it belongs.

“Tell me if you don’t want this now and I’ll let you go,” I say, speaking low into her ear. “Once you say yes, you’re mine for real.” For the night, I remind myself. Only for the night. It can’t be any more than that. I should walk away. I should know better, but there’s something about this pretty woman in my arms that awakens desires I haven’t felt for years. I want to possess her. Consume her. Devour her until all that’s left is the taste of her on my tongue.

“Don’t let me go,” she says, pressing her ass against my hard-on. “Oh, fuck,” she practically moans.

A dark chuckle tumbles from my lips. “That’s right, you did that to me,” I tell her, eyeing the table full of toys and stroking the column of her neck with my hand. She doesn’t flee. If anything, she melts into my hold. I never enjoy myself at After Dark. It’s only ever been business, but I can’t even think about marketing with her in my arms. All I can think about is how beautiful she’ll be when my hand is wrenching her head back, her mouth parting with a cry as she comes.

My dick pulses, very much intrigued by the idea.

“Do you want to pick the toys, or should I?” I ask.

We look at each other in the mirror. My hand around her throat is a pretty sight, but I focus on watching her face, searching for any signs of hesitation. This is her first time. If she’s even a little unsure, I need to let her go.

But the vixen gives me more power than she should. “You can choose.”

Fuck me.

My gaze slips to her bracelet, noting her hard limits and memorizing them. “Spanking?”

“That’s fine,” she rasps.

I nod and let my gaze stray over the toys from my company. She’d been staring at the plugs, so I grab the slimmest one and stick it into the crevice between her gorgeous tits, using the band of the skimpy bra to hold it in place. “Can you stay still, little doe?”

She nods, and I reluctantly let her go to grab our supplies. A clit teaser. The lavender-scented lube. The knot ring. My gaze lifts to meet hers as I hold up the thick silicone ring that I’ll fit at the base of my cock if she wants it. It’s also admitting that I’m not an alpha. But for this to work for me, I need her to want this for what it is.

She swallows, nodding eagerly.

So, she’s an omega.

But she’s not running. She’s not rejecting me for being a beta. She stands perfectly still, staying put, just as I left her.

Fuck me. Fisting the knot ring, I narrow my eyes in determination. I’ll have her running from me and begging for me all in the same night. I’m going to destroy this pretty little thing because that’s what I do.

She’s young.

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