"My magical little Omega. You heal so fast," he whispers in my ear.
I stiffen.
“My mark is already gone and it's making me sad."
I don't answer, but the pulsing in my clit beats harder in response to the seductive tone of his voice.
“I want to leave a mark on you like Viper did. His knot claimed you so deep I can smell his come inside you even now.”
He kisses the side of my neck above my bite collar, and I gasp. It’s gentle at first, but then his teeth scrape against my skin and I’m reminded of his unpredictable nature. Enough to make my Omega tremble.
He chuckles darkly.
“You want that, don’t you? I scare you and you still want to be branded by me deep inside you.”
Viper is sitting on the end of his bed across the room, his forearms braced on his thighs. He’s not moving a muscle, but neither is he blinking. Shade is next to him, calm and composed,but the gun in his hand sends a very clear message. He’s not aiming it, just holding it where Blaze can see. A quiet threat. Hurt her, and suffer for it.
Knox is even closer. He’s sitting on the bed beside ours, and his red eyes feel hot on my face. If I reached out, I could touch his knees.
What do they see? Do they know I’m quivering not just from fear?
Blaze neither notices nor cares that the rest of the Pack is waiting for him to lose his Omega privileges.
“I… I don’t…” I stammer.
“Don’t try to deny it, Sparkles. Remember, we can all smell how badly you want us to use you.” His hand slides down and covers my stomach, the tips of his fingers brushing the waistband of my sleep shorts.
Another burst of perfume floods the room, and I squeeze my thighs together to ease the pulse between.
He plucks at the waistband, letting it snap against my skin, and I stifle a moan with a sharp inhale.
“Did you miss me as much as I missed you?”
“Mmm,” I try to reply, but I can’t focus on anything but how low he’s pushed my shorts. Any lower and he’ll expose me to the others.
Do I want that?
I know if I even make a sound of distress, they’ll intervene, but they want this to work as much as I do. They want me to prove that I can handle their brother, even at his craziest, so we can be a Pack.
“Well, little liar? Did you miss me?”
“Uh-huh. Yes, I missed you.”
His hand slips beneath the waistband. I make a strange whimper of anticipation.
“Did you feel desperate?”
A finger traces the outer lips of my pussy, not touching, but teasing.
“Uh-huh.”
My hips roll unconsciously, and I lick my lips.
“You feel lonely, baby? An Omega without her Pack.”
He has no idea how much I yearned for them. How much I wanted them by my side. None of them do.
“Mhm.”
