Page 18 of Secured By the Buyer

I curl around my cramping belly, chest heaving, the tears falling faster.

He shrugs out of his jacket and passes it to me. “Here, put this against your face.”

I raise the jacket to my nose and inhale the pheromones clinging to it, the ache easing. I continue to huff it as he rolls me onto my stomach, shoving a pillow beneath my hips.

“There we go. Now you can relax and let me take care of you.” His hands rub over my ass, spreading my cheeks again. “Damn, you’re tempting with all these freckles. Makes me want to take my time and kiss every single one of them.”

I lift my head to twist, snapping my teeth.

“Don’t worry, I’ll save that for another time.” He fists his base and strokes his thick shaft over my quivering hole. “I’ve got what you need.”

As he thrusts back inside, I drop onto the bed, face buried in his jacket, filling my lungs with his scent as he fills my body.

His knee pushes my leg farther out, curling it upward. It shifts the angle, and on the next thrust, he hits that sweet bundle of nerves, making me moan and my insides twitch.

“That’s the spot.” His chest presses to my back, elbow on the mattress to hold most of his weight, blanketing me in warmth and pleasure.

Hot breath sweeps across the back of my neck as he brushes the red strands aside. “I didn’t realize how long your hair was earlier. It’s lovely, my pretty princess.”

Purring at the praise, I arch into his touch, offering him my nape.

“You’re going to be so beautiful with my Mark.” He sucks on the sensitive skin, drawing a whine from me. “I’m going to give you a crown to protect you. Do you want that, princess?”

“Mark me, Alpha.” Panting, I press up against his mouth until teeth graze my flesh. “Claim me as yours.”

His thrusts quicken, driving my hard dick into the pillow with exquisite friction. “My Omega.”

Pressure builds at the base of my spine again, andI reach back to grip his pant leg, the ache in my stomach demanding to be filled.

A beeping noise fills the room, and my eyes slit open. The hotel door swings inward, and two men step inside. Or is it one? They look like the same person in the uniforms of the casino security.

“Fuck!” The one on the right covers his mouth. “Give me a mask.”

His identical twin digs in his pocket and shoves one at him. “We need to stop him.”

They’re too late, though. Nothing can stop my Alpha from sinking his teeth into my nape as hot cum pumps into my channel, slaking the fever at last. I shudder as I come, my lashes fluttering down.

“Shit!” Heavy footsteps pound toward the bed.

A warning growl rises from my Alpha’s chest, vibrating in my bones, and he bites down harder.

“Liam, you have to release!” Hands tug on the Alpha on top of me, followed by a meatythwackand a grunt. “He’s bleeding!”

“Move, Damien.” A click sounds, and my eyes open again in time to watch the masked man step back while his doppelgänger points a gun at my Alpha.

He fires, and the growling quiets, the weight on me growing heavier, pushing me into the mattress.

I bare my teeth at the man, swiping hooked fingers at the one who took my Alpha from me.

The muzzle shifts toward me. “Sorry, kid.”

He pulls the trigger, and pain flares in my neck, followed by a rush of darkness.

7

The world swims into focus as my lashes flutter open.

Crisp linens cradle my body, far nicer than what I have at home, and a delicious, familiar scent fills my nose. My limbs feel leaden when I shift, and confusion fogs my mind.

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