Every second that goes by, I feel myself losing more and more of my grip on reality. I need to kill him now before my Alpha instincts take over. Everything inside me is screaming to make him feel better, to fuck him, rut him, bite him. To make him mine.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
My nostrils flare as I close my eyes tightly.
I’m losing it.Do it, Nick. End him. Now!
Opening my eyes, I stare down at his terrified, blue ones. “Please,” he whispers. “Please, Alpha. Don’t do this. Don’t kill me, I’m begging you.”
“Fuck!” I shout as I toss the gun to the ground. “Fuck you!” I scream as I lunge forward and wrap my hands around his neck. “Fuck you for coming into our lives. Fuck you for sneaking around with my Omega. Fuck you for being my scent match. I hate you,” I snarl, an inch from his face. “I fucking hate you.”
My lips are on his in the next second, a pure feral growl ripping from my chest as I kiss this man, this Omega,myOmega, with pure fucking loathing and lust. With passion and hatred.
It’s messy, all tongue and teeth, growling and grunting, Tucker’s whimpering and whining as he arches off the hood of the car and into me.
His scent invades my senses, and the moment I feel his cock rub against mine, I snap. I’m no longer in control, and I just pray by the end of whatever it is that’s about to happen, I don’t hate myself.
Chapter 24
Nick
“Alpha.” Tucker’s moan turns into a gasp as my hand around his throat tightens. His eyes widen, filled with fear and arousal. It makes my cock twitch. I can smell him, so fucking sweet. My mouth waters to taste him.
I’m so far fucking gone, I don’t seem to care that this is a man, that this is the police officer trying to fuck up my life. All my mind and body are telling me to do is destroy him in a delicious way. Mind, body, and fucking soul.
Baring my teeth, I stare down at him with feral eyes, chest heaving, nostrils flaring. My hand tightens more, and the arousal seeps away, replaced with terror as he claws at my arms.
“Please,” he gasps out. “Stop.”
“Stop?” I grunt, cocking my head to the side. “I’m just getting started.”
Leaning forward, I run my nose along his jaw, inhaling deeply like I’m snorting a line of coke. My eyes roll back and the growl that rumbles in my chest is pure hunger as another wave of his scent hits me hard.
“Mine,” I snarl. “Fucking mine.”
“Can’t breathe.”
I let go of his throat enough so he can breathe. Can’t have him dying before I've had my fun with him.
He takes in gasping breaths, coughing as he does. “Nick. Please. Please don’t kill me.”
My grin turns sinister. “I’m not going to kill you, Little Pet.” I press my thumb against the pounding pulse point on his neck. “My new, pretty little toy. Going to use you, play with you, fuck you,” I growl the last part.
Tucker whines, his body melting as his eyes go black with need.
Something about him being so fucking submissive makes my cock harder, if that’s even possible. He’s a cop, he’s been trained to take on men as big as me I’m sure, but he’s not fighting, not trying to get me off of him.
No, he loves this. He’s so fucking hard right now, I can feel his cock against my thigh. He wants this, he loves this. Fuck.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you, Omega?” I growl, my hand cupping his erection. I squeeze it, making him cry out. “You’re so fucking hard right now. All for me. You needy little cock slut.”
“Fuck,” he moans, trying to thrust into my grip.
“Look at you,” I laugh. “So fucking desperate for me. It’s pathetic. I could kill you right now and you’re seconds away from coming.”
His face turns red, maybe from a blush, maybe because I’m choking him again. Either way, I love that color on him. I wonder if I can make it turn that color again as he’s choking on my cock.
“Do you wanna cum, Omega?” I ask, rubbing my palm over his cock. He whines, nodding his head frantically.
