As Maddox gets up, Olivia slaps his dick hard, making him growl.
“You’re not the only one who likes pain, baby. I expect some teeth when I shove my dick in your mouth.”
I can’t stop grinning as he leaves her shocked, and I lean up to suck on her nipples. Pulling her down on my knot, I hold her tightly as her legs wrap around my waist.
“That’s it, Hellcat. Keep breathing,” I encourage her.
“I…fucking hate you,” she keens, her hips rocking to help my knot’s progress as it stretches her cunt. “Ugh, that feels so good.”
The new position has to be pressing against her cervix, and I bounce her on my knot to make her squeal with need.
“It’s supposed to,” I say without thinking. “No, I’m not going to retract that. Sex is supposed to feel good, Olivia. Every goddamned time. Even if you’re clawing my back and telling me how much you hate my guts. Is that understood?”
Maddox listens to my words as he drops our clothing around us, and I notice that he brought Gareth’s hoody and found Aled’s long sleeved shirt. It has some blood on it from when he and Gareth came to blows last night, so we’ll see if the scent bothers her.
Aled wants Gareth to forgive him, but Gareth is also leaning into his omega’s anger. I have a feeling there may be hate sex in their future too. It’s not the first time they’ve been angry with each other, this time just feels heavier.
They’ll have to figure out their own shit, because I’m in the middle of my own groveling and a little busy.
“Are you going to do anything with that, or is it just for decoration?” Olivia asks, yanking on Maddox’s dick.
“Greedy girl,” he mutters, peeling off her fingers to smear precum over her lips with the crown of his shaft. “Suck on it. It’ll make you feel better.”
There’s wariness in her gaze, and it makes me want to kill the men who hurt her again. I did some digging, and found out that they disappeared mysteriously three years ago. A well placed bribe on the dark web got me the information I was looking for, and the knowledge that all three men are good and dead.
“Cai isn’t the only one who does his research,” Maddox lies. He does like to fuck omegas, but it’s always been a hook up or at a heat clinic. That’s why I’m surprised that he was slower to realize that Olivia was in heat. “Be a good girl and drown in my cum.”
That earns him a savage bite on his thigh from Olivia, and he groans in pleasure as he shoves his cock down her throat. No matter what the hormones are doing or how close he may be to a rut, he’s still careful not to hurt her.
Olivia moans as she sucks on his cock, relaxing more as her cunt sucks in my knot. I don’t have any idea how long she’ll be in heat. The good news is that omegas in heat don’t have to deal with shit like forced weddings and their future father in law kidnapping them before it to rape them.
Instead, the house is locked down, and no one except my brothers will be allowed through the gates. All the guards that were loyal to my father are now worm food.
“Attagirl,” I groan, reaching between us to rub her clit. “Come for me.”
Olivia shakes her head with a mouthful of cock, making me bark out a laugh as I pinch her clit hard. Screaming, she comes hard as my knot slides the rest of the way inside of her, also forcing me over the edge. There will be love bruises on her skin from how tightly I’m holding her, a reminder of her heat.
We’re nowhere close to being finished with her.
“Fuuckkk,” I gasp, my head spinning as she milks my knot. “You’re so goddamned perfect. Take what you need, Hellcat.”
Olivia claws my stomach as she shudders, coming all over my knot again, and Maddox groans as he fucks her face. Eyes rolling back, he drains his cock down her throat, and the sound makes me shudder with need.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he praises her, smirking as she slaps his knot. Pulling back so she can breathe, he withdraws his dick from her mouth. “More?”
“Yes,” she says breathlessly. “You may as well be good for something.”
Chapter
Eleven
GARETH
Smirkingas I slide the knife quickly and quietly into the guard’s throat, I hold him up as I drag him to the trash shoot. I wasn’t happy watching from outside of the building, and needed to get closer.
I’ve killed all of Dylan’s guards on the floor, and Aled’s contacts are going to pretend that they decided to defect. He’s been in discussions for us with Dylan’s closest friends, men we’ve called ‘uncles’ our entire lives. They aren’t related in the slightest to Maddox, Cai, or Aled, but work closely with Dylan.
Maddox began the discussions but is taking care of things remotely from the office today, which means that Aled is stepping into his shoes to ensure that things run smoothly. He and I have been in contact all day under the guise of a ceasefire. I actually do have my phone on me today, but it’s a clone without all the tracking on it.
