Page 15 of Corrupt Me

“No. He tried and I throat-punched him. I would really not like to be here right now and if you touch him, he has enough connections to make everyone’s lives a living hell.” It’s his parent’s money but Teo doesn’t really have rules when it comes to finances—case in point the entire room he rented for tonight.

I push against Sasha’s chest, trying to get him to understand that a fight with Teo isn’t worth it. Teo’s still growling and I twist around to see the drunk Alpha taking small steps forward. “Get your… hands off my-”

“She is not your anything as I’ve been told. I’ve also been told that you have a fiancé somewhere in this building. I would suggest sticking by that Omega’s side rather than Camila.”

Teo grunts. “First name basis? You get around-”

My body freezes as Teo takes another step forward before crashing into the wall. Sasha chuckles and releases me before walking over to my ex-Alpha. “I feel like your words are meant to hurt but with the Alphas she’s chosen in your stead, I do have to say she’s upgraded. Now, next time something nasty comes out of that mouth of yours, you can find your way out of Temple. Permanently.”

“Camila is-”

Slap. I stare in horror, watching a red print slowly start to form on Teo’s cheek. He slumps against the wall and slides down to his ass, his energy gone as the alcohol steals what’s left. Sasha bends over, his next words barely above a whisper but I hear the threat in his voice. “I don’t think I like her name on your lips.” Sasha marches back over to me, throwing out his hand for me to take.

My breath hitches in my throat at the unspoken promise he’s offering.

“I don’t bite, buttercup. Not unless you want me to and to be honest, that’s more of Amiri’s thing.” I swallow nervously and take his hand, Sasha pulling it to his lips for a soft kiss. “I got you. I’m going to take you somewhere a little quieter so we can talk, alright?” Sasha leads me down the hallway, away from the main part of the club until we reach what looks like the entrance to an apartment. He uses a badge of some sort to let us in, the space opening up into a foyer that contrasts the small hallway outside.

Neither of us speaks until he’s stuffed me into a rather large armchair, our hands still intertwined as he crouches in front of me. My gaze flits around the room, a simple elegance covering every surface. The cream walls and marble floors don’t scream money like I thought they would. It reminds me of Zana’s house, a warm, homey feeling but with the added scents of Sasha’s Alphas.

Being inside Sasha’s house is an honor and while it is custom to offer respect to an Alpha, it is the Omega who chooses who can come and go into their private spaces. My mother was the same way but Dad usually ignored her wishes. Ethan loves everyone but there’s been a few that he refuses to have in the house which says a lot given my brother’s personality.

“Would you like me to take you home?”

I frown and look down at him, finally getting a good look at the Omega that is finding his way into my heart. The bright lights bring out his gorgeous bronze skin and green eyes staring back at me. Tight curls cover the middle of his head, the sides shaven to complement the sharp angles in his face. My gaze continues lower, falling on the metal chain around his neck, accompanied by his Alphas’ bites on either side but it’s the metal through his nipples that catch my attention.

“You can touch, buttercup.”

I’m not used to being given permission but I can’t stop myself from reaching forward and fingering the loose chains around his neck. Sasha shudders beneath my touch, still holding onto my other hand as I tug just the slightest bit. The chains tighten, curiosity taking over my rational mind as I pull harder. Sasha jerks forward as the chains tighten further, his eyes darkening with pure desire. His scent blasts through the room as I hold onto his collar, both of us breathing heavily and unable to snap out of the moment.

“Keep holding me like that, buttercup, and I’m going to want to do very, very dirty things to you.” His gaze dips to my thighs, heat rushing through me at the thought of his fingers inside of me again. Or his tongue. Or God, his cock. “Fuck, Camila, I can smell you. You’re not as innocent as you look, are you? That list of yours, goddess, I want to help you check off every. Last. One.” His words come out in a purr, my legs parting of their own accord.

My panties are soaked with my arousal, a whimper tearing from my throat when an added scent enters the room. Gray eyes meet mine, Amiri standing at the edge of the room as he surveys the scene. This could make or break the moment. Sasha’s Alpha could veto my presence in their apartment or decide that I’m not worthy of being their mate. After all, I only acknowledged their existence this afternoon.

Sasha hardly misses a beat. “Mmm, Ames can watch or would you rather him taste you?”

The slow whine that passes through my lips gives them both the answer they’re looking for. This is more than the tequila. Is this what it feels like to be around mates? The unbidden desire to please and to be pleased? To want pleasure? To crave it?

Amiri stalks forward, shivers crawling up my spine at the dark look in his eyes. He hovers a few inches away before leaning over to attack my lips, a hand slipping around the front of my throat to gently stretch me upward. I’m fully extended, my fingers still tangled in Sasha’s collar as Amiri thrusts his tongue into my mouth. There is no mistaking this Alpha’s dominance, no contest as he demands that I submit.

For the first time, I lean into his gentle but firm touch and give him what he wants.

My submission.

Chapter ten

AMIRI

I’ve dreamt nearly every night of having this beauty beneath me, writhing and pleading for release. She’s just as sweet and soft as I imagined, nearly pliant beneath my touch. Camila gives in so easily, differently than Sasha and the contrast is everything I need it to be. The sounds I’m drawing from her mouth make me greedy for more, especially when my fingers tighten around her neck and her body shudders with need.

That spring scent thickens, mixing with Sasha’s tart citrus one. I cannot wait to be inside of this gorgeous woman. I hope she lets me.

When Lewis alerted me that there might be a problem in the back hallway, I didn’t expect to find a drunk Alpha passed out on the floor. Nerves on edge, I rushed upstairs into the apartment but my Omega on his knees in front of our newest mate isn’t what I imagined. Her legs spread like the best present and then Sasha invites me to taste? How could I refuse?

And when the lingering uncertainty in her eyes changed to desire just before I kissed her, I knew she was ours. Hell, I’ve known she was ours the moment I laid eyes on her in that coffee shop.

Goddess, she’s fucking perfect.

When I pull away, Camila chases my lips, her eyes half-lidded as she succumbs to the heady presence of our scents. First meetings between scent matches can be explosive and with Sasha nearing a heat, I bet Camila is feeling very out of control. Add in the fact that not all Betas have scent matches and she’s probably confused as well.

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