Page 34 of Alpha Hunger

“We need to talk about my uncle.”

“We are talking about him.”

“ Nuh-uh. We’re just sexing up.”

The prince squeezes my knee, and I part my legs. “Thank you, Omega, for giving me access to your pussy. Now, lie down.”

“I…”

“Do it.”

Well, okay, I mean, my boss wants to eat me and make me come. “First, make a deal with me.”

“I love deals.”

I’m sure I’ll get the short stick. “We do this thing,” I point between him and me. “And you get your hounds away from my aunt’s house.”

“What isthis thing, and my hounds aren’t going to your aunt’s house.”

“The mayor’s police.”

“Those humans serve her, not me, and I can’t order them around.”

Bullshit.“So how can I offer my family protection?”

The prince sighs and closes my legs, then grabs my hips and plops me sideways onto his lap. His dick is a rock, and it pokes my behind, reminding me of last night. The masculine scent I identify with the Hordesmen overwhelms me. My nipples perk, sweat breaks on my forehead, and I feel a…cramp in my lower belly. It’s kind of painful, actually. I bite my lip.

He inhales and releases a rattle.

I lean away from him.

I’d get up and run if he wasn’t holding me or paying me great money that will buy my family portable holograms, fresh food, new clothes, and all kinds of stuff we need and don’t need. A skycar. If I work for him for six months, I can buy a skycar without a loan. Thoughts on my family and the sleek black car, I swallow the discomfort.

The prince peels back his upper lip and opens his mouth to show me his powerful jaw.Jesus.He picks up my thumb and puts it over his canine. It nicks my skin.

“Hey,” I say, and he turns up my palm. Blood wells from the small cut on my finger. The prince presses his thumb on the same long, sharp tooth and rattles off a terrible sound. Green liquid shoots out of his canines and into his mouth. He swipes some of it, and the rest, he swallows.

I’m almost afraid to interrupt him, so I whisper. “What are we doing?”

“Checking out the situation.” He presses our fingers together and rubs, then takes my hand into his and stares at the wound.

I stare too. “What—”

“Quiet, female. This is an epic moment in my life. There can only be one of these moments, so allow me the pleasure of savoring it.”

“Okay, psycho.”

“I will address the name-calling later.”

The green liquid mixes with my red blood. He squeezes my finger, and blood flows. More green mixes with it and starts dripping onto his pants.

“I’ll get tissues,” I say.

The prince leans back and grins wide, the smile touching his eyes. “You are fired.”

I leap out of his lap. “What?”

“Fired.”

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