Page 162 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two
Daddy?
How fuckingdarehe. “He would be if you were better at your job.”
Ace actually stopped, fury rocketing through the bond. “What did you just say?”
“Bunny!” I whimpered. “Fuckme!” I tried to push back onto him, but he wasn’t having it.
“What did you say?”
“I want her dead,” I hissed. “I want my Alpha! You’re supposed to be good enough to?—”
He clamped a hand over my mouth, driving back into me so hard I almost saw stars. “You’re getting ahead of yourself, Omega.”
I wasnot.
Mentally, I gave him one huge shove into madness. It was meant to make a point, and I wasn’t expecting it to work so quickly, but he lost it in moments, mind slipping away. I broke his grip enough to turn around, chest heaving as I stared up at him.
I sat up, hand touching his throat. He cocked his head, wild eyes watching me intently. I don’t know what came over me, but I shoved him down onto the bed. I climbed over him, one hand planted on the sheets, the other fisting his hair and tilting his head back.
He was an Alpha to his bones, and right now feral instincts pushed him to act. He gripped me by the thighs, dragging me up and over him. His tongue found my clit, and I kept one fist tight in his hair as I gasped, stars shooting through my veins as I rode him.
That was when the plug still in my ass began vibrating. I moaned, almost collapsing, eyes darting up as I scanned the room.
Ace hadn’t taken out all the cameras.
“Fuck…” I don’t think I’d ever been so turned on in my life—Knox watching as Ace ate me out while I was still dripping his cum down my thighs.
Was Rogue maybe watching, too?
Ace’s tongue dragged up my center, and I saw stars. The orgasm hit fast,justenough to rip him back from madness as I came, a moan shuddering bone deep as I collapsed.
I could hear each of his deep breaths, feel the rage burning through the bond, uncontained, as he sat up, processing what had happened.
The plug had stopped vibrating.
Finally, he rose to his feet. I rolled onto my back to face him, steadying my breath. We stared at each other for a long moment. “He’s mine,” I breathed, chest heaving. “And if he doesn’t get into this pack, you’ll never live another day sane.”
I think he knew, through the wide-open bond, how much I meant it.
His eyes lit with rage. But he grabbed my hips, turning me on my front again and dragging me to the edge of the bed. I was swallowed by a wave of relief.
I smiled, eyes rolling back as he drove his length right to the knot.
He still wanted me.
I whined as he rammed into my core, his fingers curling around my neck, breath brushing my ear as he set a vicious pace.
“If it was between me or him, who would you obey?” he asked.
“I…Fuck.” He drove in again.
He let go, leaning back, and I gasped as his fingers found the plug.
“I…” I was panting as he slammed in, dizzy with lust as he tugged on it. “I don’t… know.”
He growled, and I let out a moan as he pulled again on the toy, the sensation too much. My eyes rolled back as he fucked me with the tip of it, my slick making it slide around too easily. Then he tossed it aside and drove his length into my cunt one last time, right to the knot. He stretched me over him, and—damn.
I climaxed again, seizing around him with a whimper, body shaking with so much pleasure it was hard to think straight as he stretched me around his knot and locked me against him. I must have squeezed him really tight, because he finished too, rocking into me, a low growl in his throat as he came, pinning me against the sheets.
