Page 27 of Damaged Princess

"Yes," I groan as his teeth scrape over my throat. His cock is so hard it bumps my ass with each grind of my hips. My nipples ache with the same pulse that hits my clit.

"Fuck," Wolfe growls. He spins me until I'm facing him. "That cherry scent of yours only gets sweeter the more turned on you get. It's making my teeth ache with the urge to claim you. It's a little surreal that Vik managed to keep from sinking his teeth into you."

"I really wish you'd shut up about Vik and focus on making me come," I groan. My head falls to Wolfe's strong chest.

"Aww, I'm sorry, dollface. Did you mistakenly think you're in control?" He chuckles darkly and a shiver slides down my spine. "I wouldn't dare do that right here, right now. In a club full of alphas? Nah, sweetness. Never gonna happen. Do you know what they'd do to you if you sent a room full of alphas into rut?"

I shiver. I don't like the image that thought creates.

"Shh, that wasn't a threat," Wolfe says softly. "I think we both know there are only two men I'd happily watch you with."

"Why did you bring me out here?"

Vik sits down on the couch, pulling me down until I kneel over him.

"The nest is meant to be your safe place," Vik says, running his fingers over my cheek. "I know it isn't technically yours yet, but I don't want to taint your feelings toward it. Or me for that matter."

My heart races as my eyes meet his cornflower-blue orbs. He looks so damn sincere it takes my breath away.

"Have you been spanked as an adult?"

I shake my head and say, "Not more than a few swats during rough sex."

Vik growls. My pussy clenches around nothing as I shiver against his chest. "Rule number one, princess. No talking about other men, especially if they've been inside you. Unless you want me to track them down one by one and wipe them off the face of the planet."

I snort. "Yeah, because you're a virgin, right, Vik?"

"You're about to be punished," Vik says, the edges of his mouth tipping up. "Are you sure you want to taunt me right now, princess?"

"S-Sorry," I whisper, looking at my hands which rest between us.

Vik's palm slides up my throat. His thumb caresses my chin as he tilts my face up to his.

"Normally I'd say something to the tune of 'you will be'," Vik says, squeezing lightly. "Since we're still building trust, I'm not going to push your boundaries too hard. What do you say if you need to slow down?"

"Yellow."

"And if you need me to stop?"

"Red," I say in a shaky tone I'm kind of embarrassed by.

"You're the one in control," he reminds me.

If that's true, then what the hell am I doing?

"I think I changed my mind. I'll apologize to the omega myself." I nod. "Sorry to have wasted your time."

"Nice try," Vik says, chuckling. His strong hands meet my hips. The muscles of his forearms flex as he lifts me, flipping me until I'm lying over his lap.

"I told you," I hiss, trying to push myself up. "I changed my mind."

"I'll bet you did," Vik murmurs, shoving me back down with his forearm over my lower back. "To be honest, I'd be disappointed if you didn't at least try it."

"Stop," I snap, my knees digging into his thigh as I try to push myself up. My feet slam against the end of the couch as Vik's huge hand runs over my thigh.

"That's not going to happen, sweet girl. Not unless you utter the word that stops everything. Go ahead and scream, fight if you need to, get it out," Vik murmurs close to my ear. The heat of his breath on my neck makes goosebumps break out all over my body. "I think this'll be cathartic for both of us. I'd like it very much if you call me Daddy while you beg."

"Keep fucking dreaming," I hiss.

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