“My pussy. My Omega,” he roared as his knot expanded, stretching me, and I came again as splash after splash filled me and gushed from my pussy.
“Fuck!” I screamed as I collapsed beneath him. My body twitched beneath him as he filled me. Kisses pressed down my spine.
Bliss.
Hell
Uriel
Vera’s moans of pleasure drifted through the hall and down to where we sat at the counter in the kitchen. Kade had made us grilled cheese and chicken sandwiches. We were chowing down when she started making sounds I recognized, and others I didn’t. I wanted to see the look on her face when she came.
Kade’s hand on my shoulder pulled me back to reality. There was a goofy grin on his face. My mouth was hanging open, food half-chewed, my weight pillowed by a cushion. I hadn’t even seen him swipe it on the way in here. Kade was looking at me like he’d caught me with my ear to their door. My cheeks warmed.He’d caught me alright.
“What did you say?” I asked, realizing I was being rude and a pervert. I’d been sitting here, thinking about her the whole time.
“My brother will take good care of her. The quicker you eat, the sooner we can get back to them.”
“Right. Yeah,” I murmured.
“Don’t overthink it.”
“What?” I rasped.
“You’ve never been with a man. Only difference between being with me versus Vera is I’m rougher. But from what I felt, you liked it.” The bite I’d taken got lodged in my throat and he chuckled as he thumped my back.
“I wasn’t thinking about it, but I am now,” I rasped before sipping the cup of water. “I always wanted to be part of a pack. I didn’t think… I’d be getting fucked.”
His frame shook and his eyes closed as he flashed me with the first genuine smile. It was bright, wide, and enhanced his features, if that was possible. My heart skipped a beat.
It’s a little late for bi-panic.
“And what did you think of getting knotted?” he asked, leaning in until our shoulders touched. His face was inches from mine. I inhaled the sweet scent of trouble and cherries and put my sandwich down. Then, I looked at him. His eyes dipped, tracking my tongue as it slid across my bottom lip.
“I’d like to do it again,” I murmured as he removed another inch of distance between us.
“Yeah?” he whispered. My lips parted.
“Yeah.”
“It’ll get easier.”
“Oh, will it now?” I laughed. “That’s easy for you to say. You don’t have to take a third leg up your ass.”
The smile melted from his face and he leaned back. We ate in silence before he got up. I put my plate in the sink before following him out, through a door that led us down a flight of concrete steps. It was dark and I ran my hand along the wall.
“Is the package down here? Or is this where you bury my body?” I teased, my voice echoing. But the further we went, the more grim it got. The air turned sharp. I recognized the scent, I smelled it every day at my gym: blood and bleach.
Darkness, not the lack of light, but a heavy, suffocating weight, met us as we reached the bottom step. Kade ventured forward and a light clicked on, revealing the package we were checking on. My heart kicked up, my gut churned, as every muscle in my body tensed.
A bear of a man sat against the wall, long black curly hair clung to his cheeks, neck, and shoulders. He was shirtless, his chest was a battered mess of ink and flesh. I couldn’t make out the tattoos that had been there. One meaty hand kept him chained to the wall, but at full-strength I’d bet he could have broken free. His head hung and I held my breath as I stood rooted to the spot.
Kade had brought me down into his torture chamber and I was part of this now. My brain tried to fit the pieces of this fucked up puzzle to make sense. I wanted to say he wouldn’t do something like this without a valid reason, but I didn’t know him enough to say that in good conscience. Then again, if that were true, there was only one choice left. I’d have to follow my mate into hell. But as I looked at Kade, I realized I was already standing in the flames—and I didn’t want to leave.
I stepped toward them as Kade grabbed the man’s hair, yanking it back and revealing a face full of ruin.
“This man touched what’s ours.” Kade’s gaze locked onto mine. “You’re pack now, Uriel. I may not have bitten you yet, but I marked you on the inside. This is how we handle threats.”
My gaze returned to the prisoner. This is what Kade would have done to me atThe Heatwhen he found me with Vera.
