Page 30 of Alpha's Fated Flame

I wanted to uncross her arms and pin them up on the wall above her while I entered her slowly. Then she would see who was the boss…

I shook my head, eliminating that particular train of thought.She wasn't our omega anymore.

"Fine, let's just get this over with," I grumbled.

I reluctantly helped her out of bed and walked her slowly to the bathroom. She was still a little shaky on her feet, but nothing too serious, thankfully. I sat her down on the closed toilet and turned to the bath to fill it up.

I saw movement from the corner of my eye. Was she taking off that long, hideous nightgown the healers had forced her into? The thought of her slowly revealing her luscious body made my cock spring to life in my pants.

I clenched my teeth and focused on adding an acceptable amount of bubbly soap to the rising bathwater. I didn't dare look behind me to see what she was doing or I knew my control would snap.

I turned off the water once the bath was full and averted my gaze. "You can go in now," I said gruffly.

She didn't move.

"Well?" I inquired. "Why aren't you going in?"

"I'm… afraid I might fall. I don't think I can lift my leg over the edge by myself," she said sweetly.

Fucking hell.

"Fine," I said, letting the irritation show in my tone. I braced myself before turning, but even that wasn't enough to help get over the stunning sight of her toned, naked body. Most of her bruises and cuts were healed, except for a large portion of her right leg.

Other than that, her skin gleamed with health and vitality. Her breasts were perfection with pebbled, pink tips that were just begging to be sucked. Her thatch of blazing red hair covered her pussy from my sight.

Her eyes danced with amusement as she watched me take in the sight of her body.

I quickly snapped back my mask of indifference and I held out an arm for her to grab onto.If only she would grab onto something a little lower…

But no.

She would have rather died than be mated to us, and I learned my lesson. I would never force her to be mated to us, and I vowed to give her a choice in determining her own future. She did not acknowledge any desire to stay with this pack, and so I would proceed with my plan to return her.

Even though it hurt my chest so much, it was hard to breathe.

She gingerly stepped one foot up and over into the bath and stood there, legs splayed wide open. One foot in and one foot out. With her legs open, her pussy lips were exposed and I could smell her caramel scent more strongly, mixed in with the scent of slick.

Her slick.

I longed to kneel between her conveniently placed legs and swipe my tongue from the top of her clit to her asshole. Over and over again

"Is there a problem?" I grunted out between clenched teeth.

"I don't have the strength to lift my other leg over," she said in that extra sugary voice. "I think I'm stuck," she continued, batting her lashes up at me. She wiggled her bottom to emphasize her point. Her tanned orbs jiggled right where I could see them.

Ah… she was playing me. Well, two could play that game.

I cupped her pussy with one hand, barely brushing her slick covered clit with my index finger.

She gasped at my touch. I placed my other hand on her lower back and gently lifted her up and into the bath. I left my hand on her pussy and let my fingers twitch ever so slightly over her clit, sending shockwaves of sensation through her body.

I slowly pulled my hand away, letting it drag through her slick.

"There you go, baby," I said roughly, as affected by the encounter as she was.

I backed up, and she blinked up at me in shock. She was expecting me to go further, but I wouldn't. Not unless she acknowledged us as her mated pack for life. Until then, she would not get any fingers, knots or cocks anywhere near her and definitely not in her.

She glared at me, all the sugariness gone from her posture, and sat down in her bath, facing away from me. She realized I caught on to her little game and was pouting.

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