“You think you can just do whatever you want, Shaheen. You can’t.” His magic was heady, making my thoughts wiggle in my head. Cat eyes slid across my cheekbones and jaw as he talked.
“Where is Alice, exactly? Which room?” I asked in a measured voice as his hand tightened a little more on my neck. I didn’t show him any submission, I never would. It didn’t matter that he was my apparent owner, that he had Wonderland magic, nor that he’d kill me if it came down to that. I’d bite my tongue but I’d never whimper. Not even for Cheshire.
“My room,” he said with delight. Finally, the unease on the fringes of my mind was as clear. The thing that had been bothering me in the back of my head was that Cheshire wanted Alice.
This was no gift, it was a thievery.
“So this is what it shall be between us from now on?” I asked, looking down my nose at him. Our comfortable dynamic was deteriorating and underneath it, I realised, was rotten roots.
“There isn’t much you want, Shaheen. You’re a whore for luxury.” His smile spread in self-satisfaction. His claws pressed into my neck, his wide green eyes were nefarious and evil, and his mouth spread as wide as possible to show off the sharp canines. Cheshire could squeeze my throat all he wanted, but it wouldn’t have me kneeling in deference. My pride was one of the few things he could never bribe away from me.
“You need to realise this isn’t a partnership, not anymore. I own you and therefore decide what you get and don’t get. You want Alice desperately but I’m taking her from you. You aren’t good for her.”
“Is that right?” I asked with sarcasm. “And you’re good for her? What do you plan to do with her?”
“I plan to fuck her of course,” he said. I smirked at him before prying his claws from my neck. His nose twitched in displeasure but he let me. Another one of my hands landed on his bare thigh, my fingers burying in the thin fur on his body. Slowly, I slid my hand higher, caressing his inner thigh. His back straightened as his eyes narrowed. He and I didn’t touch like this.
“Are you jealous of how much she desires me and not you?” I asked, leaning in close to his ear with a mean smile.
“I hate you,” he purred almost pleasantly, turning his face to eye my mouth. I leaned in a little closer.
“The feeling is mutual,” I whispered, sliding another hand into the longer fur on his head and tugging it roughly. He sucked in a sharp breath and the noise pleased me far more than I thought it would. My mouth split into a smile.
Cheshire’s eyes widened and then there was a sudden cloud of blue and green. He retreated back into a cat form and leapt from my lap, his paws hitting the ground in a loud thump before he darted towards the door.
It appeared that for once I was getting the last word.
Cheshire liked Alice and he was threatened by me. Willing to use me as a trap to capture himself a mouse to devour before shutting me out cold. Going against Cheshire was idiotic but Alice was mine already. He couldn’t take her and hide her away from me. Plus, she would need me. I knew she would.
No, this wouldn’t do at all. It had been ages since I felt motivated to disturb the status quo but now I felt tendrils of want growing in me, branching out, blooming down my body and out through my limbs. I couldn’t let him do this.
If he thought he was jealous now then I couldn’t wait to see how green he’d turn when I fucked her right in front of him, making her tell me just how much she wanted me.
Chapter5
Alice
Iwoke to fur and fang—to madness surrounding me with groans and licks while Cheshire purred in my ear.
“Pretend to sleep and let me fuck you,” he rasped, making me shudder all over. There was the briefest moment when I laid very still as if I meant to do what he asked. Then I regained some sanity and popped my eyes open.
He was back far too soon after leaving and he was all over me. He’d said he would wait until the eggs were out yet I could still feel them full in my belly.
A soft hand tipped in claws spread over my stomach and pressed down.
“Oh!” I gasped, the pressure feeling strangely exquisite. My eyes widened as Cheshire pressed harder, looming above me as a man.
“These are coming out now,” he growled in delight, his hand putting even more weight down on me until I felt the eggs being forced down. The sensation was oddly pleasant—the way they moved and rubbed inside me. My fingers dug into his shoulders as he put his weight on me. The eggs moved down, making me stretch open as they started to come out.
It felt like I was being fucked by Shaheen all over again. Except for this time Cheshire was above me as that sensation vibrated across my skin. I tried to bite my lips but I cried out in pleasure as one popped out.
Cheshire inhaled sharply from my reaction. His warm hands didn’t relent and each new ovum he forced from me only felt better than the last—something neither one of us anticipated.
Cheshire straddled my hips, his massive erection leaking from the tip as he leaned forward, pressing both hands to my belly. His body sank forward, his weight feeling like an elephant sitting on my chest for a moment.
The last egg came out slower than the others and the pleasure was the best of them all. I groaned, gripping Cheshire as my sex shuddered, my muscles loosening as it came out.
I felt exhausted, limp beneath Cheshire as he looked down at my body with heavy breaths. He crawled off me and tore the sheet from the bed, which revealed another underneath. He tossed the old one away, my eyes barely capturing the flash of deep blue, translucent eggs before they were gone.
