Page 20 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

“I could consider that,” he said.

I went still, something caught in my throat as his arms wound around me again, warm, comforting, each brush of his skin on mine so cool and soothing.

“Like this, Little Doll?” he asked.

“Yes.” The word was fragile.

How hard I’d fought for just the smallest hint of this in the past, and he was giving it so… easily.

I didn’t understand.

“Why did you pay so much for me?”

He’s gonna find out…

Then what is he gonna do? Make you suffer five million worth?

Maybe he’ll lock you up, never to be touched again.

“You’re important,” he said.

I remained in shocked silence as those words clattered around my brain like rejected puzzle pieces with nowhere to go, but he didn’t say anything else when I didn’t reply.

He kept holding me for what felt like an age, and I wasn’t sure how long we’d been driving. “How far are we going?” I asked into the quiet, at last.

“Home is an hour from the city.”

That’s going to be a problem, Bunny. How far is too far?

No… It would be okay. It would work out. All the signs were there: everything I needed was appearing right as I needed them.

I traced his palm, happy to take my time examining every inch of him as I worked through all the new information.

Beside mine, I thought his hands were large enough to circle both of my wrists, and I bit my lip for a moment, wondering what that might be like if he did.

Don’t get your hopes too far up…

I took comfort in the touch he offered me, but this wasn’t normal. Ace had waited so long, and even then, every piece of attention I’d had to fight for.

Was it because Knox didn’t know what I was, yet? Or… had I… grown? Was I more now? After what I’d done to Ace?

Again, I curled up, happily lacing my fingers in his, breath catching every time he moved or shifted, loving how he’d brush his thumb up and down my skin every once in a while like hewantedto touch me.

His purr was gone, but I wanted to get him to do it again. I settled in, trying to come up with ways that normal Omegas might do that.

As time stretched on, with his arms around me and the low rumble of the limo around us, I felt safe for the first time in… well, forever.

“Are you excited for me to claim you?” His voice was a breath in my ear, making me jump, and I realised I might have been wriggling about on his lap little too much.

I blinked up, tracing the muscles along his neck, sharp jawline, and intense caramel eyes.

“Yes,” I whispered truthfully. I was so wet with slick I was worried about it slipping through the thin lace. Then he’d know how desperate and needy I was.

His thumb brushed my chin, and he drew me to face him again.

“Good,” he purred. “I can’t wait to feel that tight little body of yours squeezing the life out of my cock.”

I let out a little whine, his words catching me off guard, my lips parting in shock.

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