Page 28 of Brandy Snap: Part One

I gave in to the temptation that I had been resisting for Kai. Wrapping my arm around her stomach, I held her softly, lifting myself up on my elbow. My right wrist slid under her neck as I deepened the kiss.

Caspian had already had the chance to fuck her, but I wanted her to know what it could be like if she really became part of our pack. If she stayed with us in the heat suite, and if she let us bite her.

I brushed my hand up her stomach, cupping her full breast. She overflowed in my hand, her nipple firm, notched against the web of my fingers. All I had to do was squeeze and her back arched, a low moan travelling through her lips as I kneaded her.

She moulded herself to me like the only thing parting us was our skin. She had given so much of herself to Caspian while they were fucking, even though he was furious, so what would it be like to make love to her instead?

“Melanie,” I groaned as I broke the kiss as Kai’s anger flared in our bond, fuelled by Caspian’s awareness from the room beside us. “How can you be so soft?” My voice was filled with breathless wonder. It was the passion that I only reserved for Kai.

I watched her curiously as she blinked sleepily up at me with a dreamy smile. I was dizzy, failing to grasp thoughts, drunk on the perfect blend of my omegas.

Kai gave a fierce growl, and she gasped as he teased her pussy.

“Now, Brandy,” he purred, pressing in closer to her. “You didn’t answer us properly: do you want me to keep playing with you, or do you want to be fucked until you can’t breathe?”

She jolted, suddenly wide awake as her gaze flew to Kai. A tremble ran through her, her excitement palpable as it oozed through her scent.

“Yeah.” He sneered. “I fucking thought so.” He whipped his hand away from her pussy, summoning a noise of complaint from her.

“Get on your back, Brandy. It’s time to see what being an omega’s all about.”

Kai

Hewouldn’tstopstaringat her.

I could feel it beating out from him, his gross fascination with the omega who had burst into my heat suite without a fucking invitation. Just looking at her sent a sick feeling flipping through my stomach.

Sin was propped up on one elbow, his head resting in his palm, staring at her all misty-eyed and fucking innocent as she writhed under him.

In the frenzy of my heat, I’d wanted her so badly that it took everything I had not to beg her to suck my cock. And now, lying here, my hand still wet from being buried in her pussy, I already decided I hated her.

I didn’t care if she was our scent match. It meant nothing when another omega had fucked with my alphas.

Cas was mine. Sin was mine. This pack wasmine, and we’d all been fucking adamant that we would never take on another omega, male or female. She’d ruined all of that so quickly, and I wanted her to get the fuck away from Sin so he would stop looking at her like she was his new favourite thing.

She’d twisted onto her back and I’d climbed on top of her, my knee between her thighs. I pushed more, opening up so I could rub her properly.

“What do you think, Brandy?” I asked, the name curling around my fucking tongue like liquid poison. “Do you like it when we’re rough with you?”

I was pressed so close to her that it would be easy to kiss her if she wasn’t so fucking wrapped up in Sin.

“Yes,” she gasped as she looked down at me, just as I started rubbing her clit hard and fast with my knee.

She was still using my alpha like her own personal pillow. He never did that for Cas after they fucked. It was only ever for me.

Sin’s gaze flicked up to mine just as he changed the game, taking her nipple between his fingers and pinching her. She jerked with a cry, her eyes on him, her bottom lip dropped, and his heart thumped.

It thumped for a fucking Knottinghill whore.

I wasn’t letting it happen. I couldn’t. I’d been fighting for so fucking long—not just against Zania, but to keep my alphas looking at me and not Camille. I wasn’t going to let someone like her take them away from me.

The only reason we put up with Zania and Vivian and their stupid demands was because of Camille. If Camille wasn’t there, we could have left and made our own lives. Even if they cut my alphas’ inheritance and axed them from the family businesses, as a fashion designer with my own brand and TV show, I’d already made enough money to keep us going for the rest of our lives.

I’d struggled for fucking years, and those cunts still wouldn’t acknowledge my work. And the fact Brandy was instantly eligible to enter that society just because of her pussy was deranged.

“Kai, help me. This heat is killing me. I want more.” Her heat wouldn’t be the only thing killing her. In my lull, I could hold my breath, stop her intoxicating scent wrecking my concentration, and wake up to the fact that there was another omega in my fucking nest.

Zania tried it a few years ago. I was preparing for my heat and she climbed the ladder to the attic space that was completely mine. She walked straight into my nest without a single word, as if she had a right to be there. My nest was the safest space in the entire world. It was where I had my heats, where I took my alphas, where I kept everything precious to me. I was so close to going feral and murdering her. It was only when my mind went blank and I ran at her with a box-cutter that she got the fucking hint.

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