Page 18 of Forbidden Bonds
I’m so confused, reeling, trying to put the pieces together. How did he shut me down so easily? It seemed like he just decided, and it was that simple. “How did you do that?”
“Do what?” His tone is a little defensive.
“Shut me out.”
“I’m not sure,” he says. “I just kind of thought about it, and it was done. Alphas do it all the time with their mates… and controllers do it with their assigned omegas. They can project things, too, so I heard. More often, thoughts and feelings are sometimes hidden from their omega for their wellbeing. At least, that’s what my brother said. He used to be a soldier. But that was a while ago now. Maybe all alphas can do it. I’ve never met an omega before. Not one that wasn’t already bonded.”
That doesn’t make sense. How did I read the minds of alphas during interrogations? How did I read Ethan’s mind?
I wrap my arms tighter around him. The towel is between me and the hardness I can feel pressing against my belly. I want it. I want to push the towel away and wrap my fingers around it, my lips around it, push it into me.
I’m so hot, flushed all over.
He’s trembling slightly, yet despite the pull of my heat, he remains completely in control.
The tears won’t stop coming. I’m floating in a stormy emotional sea. It’s like a revelation. The Uncorrupted alphas can’t do this, or maybe they don’t care to. As for those alphas who were interrogated, they had already been beaten and broken by the time I was taken to them. They probably didn’t stand a chance of shutting their minds down.
I snuggle deeper, my nose pressing into the crook of his shoulder and throat. He’s warm and smells so good. I nip lightly.
He groans and tightens his arms around me. “That’s not a good idea.”
I sink my teeth a little deeper.
“Fuck,” he mutters gruffly, his cock flexing against me through the towel. “Don’t bite me, baby. Really, it’s a very bad idea.”
His mind is still locked down, but his words carry honesty.
“She’s important to the government and Ethan Black,”Lucian told Rhett when he brought me here.“Putting your mark on her would be a bad fucking idea.”
If I bite him while I’m in heat, we will bond or at least start the process.
This knowledge should make me cautious. It doesn’t. It makes me want to bite him more. And why wouldn’t I want to? He’s handsome… kind… he’s not falling on me like a beast even though these are extraordinary circumstances. His control, when I’ve been around so many uncontrolled alphas, is almost as arousing as his scent.
I want him. Not now, not even just for my heat. I want him, period. I want to claim him to make him mine.
These thoughts feel alien inside me. I hate the thought of those pretty betas near him with their long, beautiful hair, perfect figures, and pouty lips. I will scratch their pretty eyes out if they even look at him again.
How dare he spank someone else so casually, like it’s nothing!
My world starts spinning. We remain locked in an embrace, knelt upon the floor.
A storm has battered me for ten years. Today, in this brief interlude, for however long it lasts, I will find peace within its eye. This time shall pass, and the storm will take me again. If this is all I have, if Ethan returns and hands me over to the government, then I want to take every drop of joy I can here and now.
Shivers begin to wrack me as my heat burns, taking choice out of my hands. I need him to help me through this, and he has offered. He asked if I wanted him to, and his asking is a different kind of revelation.
I slowly disengage my teeth and press a gentle kiss to the skin. I would get him in trouble if I did this, and, besides, I’vespent too long around those who take without asking. That is not me.
“Did Ethan get you out?” he asks quietly.
I nod against his throat. “Please.”
He sighs raggedly. “Do you want to make a nest?”
I shake my head.
“Okay, then. What do you want?”
“I want you inside me,” I say, shocked by my boldness in making that demand.
