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“Claiming you. Iwantto make you mine. You need this, just as I do. It’s time to learn how to obey your alpha.” He drew closer, taking hold of her hair. Pressing her cheek to the hard ridge of his erection, locked frustratingly behind his jeans, she trembled as he rubbed her face back and forth over his length.

The delicious feel of him made her moan softly, his musk, sweat, and spice all around her, the combination of man and beast that was unmistakable, even in his scent.

His fingers squeezed her chin firmly, forcing her to look up at him. “Stand up, agent.”

As if on autopilot, she complied, her legs like jelly. His huge hand pulled steadily upon her hair, thick locks of it wrapped in his fist. But it wasn’t to hurt, rather it was to guide, to direct, to encourage her to comply.

She didn’t knowhowshe knew that, but she was certain of it.

In a strange way, his hand upon her like that was almost a… reassurance. That he wasn’t going to leave, that he wouldn’t abandon her there alone, to contemplate the horror of the news he’d given her, the terrifying visions of fangs, glowing eyes, and pure malevolent evil playing over and over in her mind.

“Over the couch. Hands on the cushions.”

“But…” It was hopeless though. It consumed her, the compulsion to give him whatever he wanted, in her desperate hope he’d just give her that cock in return.

Oh God… need him! Need him!

Still, one last sliver of her will remained and she hesitated.

(Stasia… It’s okay. It’s okay, now.)

Though the voice in her mind startled her, she knew then who it was. Who it had always been. And that his words were true. “Dmitri?”

“Yes… now, do as I say.”

Then she surrendered, turning her ass toward him, the leggings tightening across her buttocks as she bent before the man who’d once been her captor, but was becoming something else she didn’t quite understand. The ends of her hair tickled her sweating neck as she waited there in silence, trembling.

“That’s a good girl.” His heavy hand settled on the small of her back, his thumb stroking back and forth across the prominence of her tail bone.

Fingers slipped beneath her leggings, and her pants were yanked down brusquely, left to bunch at her knees. The air in the bedroom was cool against her now blatantly displayed buttocks, the slippery wetness at her cleft making her want to bury her face in her hands. There wasnoway he hadn’t seen her excitement.

She tensed at the sound of the leather of his belt being drawn through the loops at the waist of his jeans.

The satisfied, eager smile was clear in his voice. “You’ve earned this, agent.”

CHAPTER21

Dmitri

He couldn’t help but run his palm up and down her bottom, giving both buttocks a harsh squeeze that had Stacy gasping softly. Despite the ghostly pink marks his fingertips left on her flesh, her slick glistened bright and fragrant upon the slopes of her inner thighs, her body giving away the truth she still didn’t want to accept.

It really was only a matter of time, but itwasa big step in her journey, any real resistance on her part crumbling more by the second. Which was truly fortunate, for his control when around her was threatening to slip. Never before had he dealt with the flood of emotion, lust, and obsession that mere proximity to the bewitching, fascinating agent sparked within him.

It was yet another confirmation to him that the female was special indeed. Whether or not she was something even more than that, he still couldn’t say, but until that moment came—or didn’t—he intended to enjoy his omega’s body to its fullest extent.

After all, it was what she was destined to do, to give pleasure, succor, comfort, and deep, endless devotion to the man who owned her in body, if not yet in mind.

Her alpha.

Stacy’s lush thighs quivered as he caressed her, the spicy note of her arousal thick on the air. “You need this, don’t you? Just as much as I need to give it to you.”

She stirred, but he clasped her hip. “Stay where you are. I don’t want anything from you but your obedience, sweet girl. Nothing else matters now. You want this. You need this. Stop fighting and let it happen.” He bent down, gently biting the smooth, irresistible flesh of her right buttock until she mewled. He kissed and licked the tiny mark marring her pale skin, patting it with his hand as he straightened once more. “Yes, this—and so much more—is in your future, stubborn agent. It’s useless to resist it. It’s destiny. We don’t change it. It’s impossible to choose it. All we can really do is live it the best we can.”

He tapped the loop of leather against her bottom.

“Isthat… destiny?” Her voice held a tiny note of stubbornness, but it was almost entirely submerged in a flood tide of arousal.

“Part of your destiny is learning what happens when you defy your owner.” He gave her ass a firmer pat with the belt, delighting in the bounce of her bottom cheeks. “When your willfulness gets the best of you, and you require a reminder of your place. It’smydestiny to show you the way, to help you atone—and to learn how to be better behaved. And I’m not going to lie to you, my stubborn little agent, I’m going to enjoy every minute of showing you the error of your ways.”

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