“And how did this pretty little cunt feel?”
I swallow.
“Empty.”
“Empty?” he laughs like I’ve made a joke. “Well that’s funny, cause all I’ve been able to think about is. Filling. You. Up.”
Without warning, he thrusts a finger into my core.
I thrash, wailing at the intrusion, but he holds me down. It’s only when I take a shuddering breath that I realize what’s happened — I came.
From a single finger entering me.
“Shh, shh. Tell my brothers you’re okay, Sparkles. Call off your dogs.”
I open my clenched eyes only to find Knox, Viper, and Shade all standing over the bed, breathing heavily. A single word from me and they’ll end this whole situation.
“Tell them or they’ll make me stop. You don’t want me to stop, now do you?”
He withdraws his finger, dragging it out of my channel, and I clench down hard, wailing at the loss.
“Oh rut, don’t stop.” I cast my eyes up at my bodyguards and plead, “Please. Don’t stop him.”
Getting fingered has never felt like this before. In fact, other than my session with Viper, sex has never felt so good. Every touch is heightened and I’m needy for so much more.
“Tell them why you don’t want me to stop,” Blaze rumbles in my ear as he presses back into me, this time with two fingers.
“Uh… it feels good. So good.” I gasp as Blaze begins a rhythm, his fingers thrusting fast and firm.
“What feels good, Sparkles? Be specific.”
“Having you close… in me. I’ve been empty. So lonely and I’ve missed you. My Omega wants her Alpha.”
“And I’m your Alpha, aren’t I?”
I moan as he curls his finger, rubbing the spot inside that makes little sparks of pleasure shoot through me.
“Answer me, Omega.”
“Uh-huh. Yeah, yes, you’re my Alpha. You were right, from the moment we met, you’ve been my Alpha.”
I’m babbling without a filter, chasing the feelings he’s wringing from my body. I think he could get me to spill any secret like this. I just need him to keep going.
“And do you like being watched by the rest of your Pack?”
I look up at Knox, Viper, and Shade. They’re watching me with such hunger that I clench down on Blaze’s fingers, slick spilling down my thighs.
I feel his lips curl into a smirk as he nips at my jaw. “Ah, you do. Little liar likes it when her Pack watches her get finger-fucked.”
I can’t stop the moan this time. I throw my head back, resting on his shoulder, and Blaze takes my exposed throat as an offering, diving in to lavish it with wet, nipping kisses. It’s messy and animalistic, more teeth than lips.
"Let's play a game, Sparkles,” Blaze growls, his voice dark and trembling with hunger. “Just you and me. I'm going to bite you and see how fast you heal. We'll play until I win. Until it sticks and you wear me on your skin forever."
His teeth graze the delicate skin just above my bite collar, then he nips, hard.
A sharp, stinging pleasure rockets through me, pain dancing in sync with the aching need that pulses between my legs. I jerk, gasping, but Blaze only holds me tighter, his grip unrelenting, anchoring me in his madness.
“Halley?” Shade’s voice cuts through, hesitant, a question lingering in the air. Is this too far? Do I want him to stop Blaze?
