Page 58 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

I attached the collar and chain, then withdrew the full length out and fixed the other side to a matching golden band on my wrist.

She examined it, tugging on the chain with a frown like she wasn’t sure what to think.

From the velvet-lined box, I took another two little cuffs, lifting each of her arms gently and securing them on her wrists, pleased with how perfectly they fit.

She eyed the two small jewel-studded rings that were attached to each. “What are they for?” she asked.

“You’ll find out,” I said with a smile. “First. Rules of the night.”

At those words, I had her undivided attention.

“New rules?”

“Some.” I smiled. “You are free to see what happens when you push my boundaries as you settle—any punishments you rack up are enjoyable for me, but during events like tonight, that stops.”

She narrowed her eyes, and I could practically see her trying to figure out if this was as serious as I made it sound, or another big red button for her to try to push.

“You don’t speak to anyone but me. You will not meet the eyes of any other Alpha in the room. You will not touch anyone else, and if I ask you to do something, you do it without question. Any disobedience, any attitude, any trip up, the punishment will go straight to Rogue, and I will not be kind to him. Do you understand?”

It was crucial she did. I had to take her tonight, but she had to be an extension of my presence. I would not risk her piquing the individual interest of any one of the monsters we crossed tonight, and that was already a losing battle, given who she was.

Violet galaxies were fixed on me, a bottomless well of curiosity as she stared up at me, trying to process that.

I held her chin firmly. “Do you understand?”

“Perfectly,” she said, nose creased with distaste. “You want them to know I’m your pet.”

“I do,” I said, though it was half a lie. I felt an undeniable thrill at the idea of showing the world she belonged to me, but of all the audiences I would have chosen, this was not the one.

“Can you manage that?”

She pursed her lips with a nod.

“Good girl,” I said, leaning down and brushing my lips along her neck. I gripped her waist, drawing her closer. “And if you’re good all night, then after, you can earn Rogue that key.”

My cock twitched at the feral little growl she let out as my teeth clamped down on her neck, just enough to pinch. It wasn’t an official bite, but it would leave a mark. Her fists closed in my shirt, her cool scent of frosted moonflower getting heavy in the air. I liked the way it looked beside the faded pink scars of the bite I knew must be left by Ace.

“Well, we’re almost ready to go,” I said, lifting her as I stood and steadying her on her feet. “But first…” I turned her around gently, hands on her hips as I stepped us right up to my desk’s edge.

“Bend over, beautiful.” The Alpha bark caught her by surprise, and she followed it without question. Before she could fight, I’d pressed my hand to the small of her back, stopping any resistance in its tracks.

Fuck.

That was a sight.

For a moment, all sanity abandoned me, and I imagined tugging my cock out, grabbing her hips, and driving down deep into her tight little cunt until she was sobbing my name.

She was tense beneath me, breathing heavily as if she could feel that need—my scent was undoubtedly giving it away.

Instead, I steadied my rampaging hormones.

Not yet.

That wasn’t how I wanted to claim her for the first time. “Spread those legs for me,” I growled.

If I used too many Alpha commands in a row, it was easier for her to fight them, but she did as I asked almost instantly, shifting her ankles further apart. I felt her submission too, the way my words closed like a vice around her will—the way she bent beneath it.

That had begun last night, and I was pleased to see it hadn’t ended. With every orgasm, the further I pushed her, the more she shattered beneath my commands.

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