Page 41 of Corrupt Me

“Church.” Camila grins, her eyes sparkling.

There’s a collective gasp that runs through the backroom and I can’t help but laugh at their reaction. “The preacher’s daughter, actually. Thought we’d have to show her how to sin and all that jazz. Seems she’s not all that innocent, though.” Natalie snorts at my admission as Camila presses closer to my side. “Camila will be helping around a little but I wanted to do my usual routine before I go out there. It’s barely 8 pm so no excitement yet.”

Natalie steals the bottle and unscrews the cap before taking a healthy swig. The other girls move closer, unsure of whether to engage in the simple ritual we always do. One of them reaches over to pat my shoulder, the others following suit until I’ve received little touches and caresses from all of them. I kind of forgot about this part when I brought Camila in here but when I meet her gaze, she’s not disturbed or angry about what she’s seeing.

She’s intrigued.

One of the Betas even reaches to caress Camila’s ear lobe as the bottle is being passed around and Camila all but preens for her. Ah, so she likes that. I’ll have to let my Alphas know that she enjoys the little things just as much as everything else. No one will have to tell me twice.

The bottle makes it around the circle to Camila, my Beta staring at the rum for several seconds before taking a large swig. “What? Was I not supposed to?”

Natalie shakes her head, “Good girl gone bad because I’ve never seen a church girl take a shot like that.”

“You haven’t seen a lot of things, then.”

That’s a challenge if I’ve heard one. I want to know what Camila has up her sleeve but my Beta promised me sex and I’m going to take her up on that. There are a few hurried goodbyes as I drag her back out into the hall, intent on running through the club and up to the apartment when that little tendril of heat blasts through me. I double over, placing a hand on the wall to steady myself, my teeth gritted together to keep from whining.

Camila’s eyes are comically wide as she pulls up her phone. “Hey, Ames? I… yes, we’re by the back rooms.”

Slick gushes into my boxers, my hole squeezing around nothing. My cock is hard and leaking as I try to straighten up, the need for release overwhelming. Camila hasn’t been present for one of these spikes when my Alphas aren’t present but I need something to take the edge off. It might be a few minutes until one of them can get to me and I need relief now.

“Sasha, what I can do? Baby, please.”

I stumble forward, casing her against the wall. My head falls to her shoulder before I’m hoisting her up so that her legs are wrapped around my waist. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I roughly ruck up her dress, wildly rocking my hips against her until I can shove my pants down far enough to release my cock. Camila’s breathing quickens as I reach between us to drag her panties to the side and plunge into her. I start pumping into her, unable to find a rhythm before I’m coming.

I bury my head into her neck, teeth grazing near her gland.

“Baby, fuck, you’re dripping,” she whines as her fingers dig farther into my shoulders. I’m going to carry her marks and I’m so fucking excited to show them off. Unfortunately, the spike won’t end till one of my Alphas knots me, my hips still thrusting forward as I slam into my Beta. My release slips down her thighs and my cock, coating my balls and no doubt my pants but I can’t think of anything other than release.

Goddess, I’m about to come again.

“Buttercup, I need you to come. Shit, please.”

I don’t have to beg, though, her pussy trying to milk me as it strangles my cock. My teeth lodge into her neck as I try to claim her, Camila’s whimpers soon turning into a chant of my name. Her spring scent explodes around us as I come again, snarling and whimpering as another gush of slick pours from my hole. Camila isn’t enough even though I want her to be.

My hips are still snapping against her as I start another round, saved only when Amiri drags me away from her to set Camila firmly on the ground. He hands her off to Kolsen before carting me off to a private room. There’s not enough time to make it to the apartment and neither one of us are shy. Just as we turn the corner, I catch Camila’s sloppy smile. I hope I didn’t ruin things for us. Goddess, I hope that wasn’t too much.

Chapter twenty-five

CAMILA

“He got you pretty good, didn’t he, love?”

I can barely feel my legs, Sasha’s release coating my inner thighs and pooling in my panties. My dress is ruffled, my cheeks flushed, and my fingers are trembling as I dig them into Kolsen’s biceps. I can barely form a sentence as my head flops back to look up into his pale blue eye so I just give him a smile that easily spreads across my lips.

“Even tried to claim you. You’re going to feel that for a bit.”

“Whatdoyoumean?” I slur, trying to stand up straight and failing.

His fingers run over the teeth marks in my neck. “I mean that an Omega’s bite isn’t permanent but it is still a link before it disappears. And right before Sasha’s heat? Goddess, you’re going to be just as needy as he is.” A whine falls from my lips as heat bleeds through my belly. I thought something was odd after he bit me, the way I changed from enjoying myself to needing more than Sasha was giving me.

Even now, I’m dying for something to fill me and the idea of sinking onto Kolsen’s cock and possibly even taking his knot has my entire body on fire.

“Oh, you’ll be absolutely fun to play with, love. Just one thing. I need your words. For as much as you want this, I want the same but not at the expense of your comfort. You tell me red or tap me, scratch me, whatever it takes if you need to stop. If you can reach your bracelet, pull it.”

I huff out an impatient sigh, feeling his cock thicken against my belly. Why won’t he just take it out and fuck me? His hold tightens, keeping me from moving until I’m chanting ‘yes’ over and over again. “Fuck, yes, just-”

His lips graze over mine, silencing my needy pleas when his tongue slips into my mouth. I moan, my fingers digging further into his arms until I’m writhing with impatience. Kolsen isn’t allowing me to direct this moment as he reaches down to grab the back of my thighs and pull me up to his waist. “Would you like to cross another thing off your list, love?”

---