Page 67 of Our Deceptive Heat

She dips her head down.

“In words, Auryn.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

A growl of satisfaction rumbles in my chest as I lean in closer, sliding my hands up to squeeze her huge breasts and flick my fingertips over her nipples. She whimpers and moans, her cunt fluttering around me.

I smirk and duck my head down, sucking on one of her nipples, hard enough that she cries out, nice and loud. I let go and do it again.

“Good, Omega,” I whisper. “Louder next time.”

She gasps and writhes against me, unable to stay still. I can feel her slick running from between her legs, mixing with the water and vanishing, but deep in her cunt, her slick is its most potent, slippery and saturated, weeping for my cock. If we had more time…

I bite her nipple, dragging my teeth over the sensitive tip as I fuck her nice and even in slow strokes to make it last. Smooth, controlled.

She shoves at me. I let go of her breast, but I push her back, pinning her against the cold tiles. Now she’s trapped, pinned. Oh, this is hot. I grip one arm and then the other, pinning them above her head. Her eyes glint as she stares at me defiantly.

This is a side of Ryn I’m not used to seeing. This out of control, ferocious wildcat. She bares her teeth, so I thrust hard, burying myself in her as deep as I can.

She lets out a groan and clenches her hands into fists, arching her body against mine, her hipsundulating.

Over and over, I repeat my motions, driving us both to the edge of control. I’m fascinated by the way she’s losing her cool. The sobs she lets out, the pleas for mercy.

I ignore them all, needing to draw this out. It’s heaven between her legs. I’m buried in heaven, and I don’t want it to be over.

The water continues to run, but I’ve lost interest in everything but her body. I pull out and turn her around, keeping her wrists above her head. I kick her legs apart and sink back into her. With one hand, I trace over the curve of her ass, drawing my thumb over her asshole, before I sink it in, just a little.

Ryn gasps and shoves back harder, panting and sobbing.

“Please!”

I push two fingers into her ass, watching as her protesting body takes them.

“TYR!”

I thrust up into her. My balls are tight, my ears are ringing, my mouth watering. I feel drugged, my skin tingling over my entire body. I thrust again and again.

She lets out a guttural groan, and that’s all it takes to send me over the edge and snap my control.

I thrust into her, harder, faster, driving myself up into her, listening to every delicious unhinged sound she makes. The minute her body tightens, and she clamps around my cock like a vice, all thought leaves my mind.

I piston my hips into her, one hand braced on the wall, chasing my orgasm, chasing and finding that heaven only gets better.

My brain is stillwhirring when I see Envy staring at her. We’re in the lounge, and she looks amazing, dressed in leggings and an oversized t-shirt. She’s still half wet, bedraggled, and is clearly still coming down from the fucking I gave her. I want her again.

Envy’s expression suddenly computes in my brain. I look back at Envy and panic.

“Envy, you can’t! It will destroy everything,” I hiss.

“We have to tell her.”

“We signed a contract. If we are associated with an omega, we lose Fate’s Choice. We lose the band. Our finances won’t recover, not yet. We wouldn’t recover. We can’t tell her about all of this. Not yet.”

“Some things are more important than money, Tyr. She is more important than our band.”

I recoil and stare at him, but I can’t argue with that. He’s right. She is.

I slump and dip my chin, not giving him permission but giving him my surrender.

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