My perfume blooms, my scent sweetening to a mix of lavender and sultry arousal that makes him groan louder.
I pull away from his kiss, gasping for air.
"Wait — we’re on a mission. It's not safe out here."
He doesn’t stop. Slowly, he works his way over my cheek, jaw, and down the column of my neck. A spike of lust rocks through me as he tongues at the top of my bite collar, teasing with sharp nips of his teeth.
My mating gland throbs.
"No one around, sweetheart," he murmurs, pulling back to tap the side of his nose. I understand his meaning. If someone was close, he’d know. His senses are razor-sharp.
There is a hot pulse in my core. Something about my Alpha being both competent and confident sends my inner Omega wild.
Strong Alpha will protect.
Without hesitation, I trust him. Just like I trusted him with the knife slicing through my skin. He might cause pain, but he’ll never go too far. I’m starting to realize that between him and Knox, a mix of pain and pleasure turns me on.
"The others will be pissed," I say, but the protest sounds weak even to my own ears.
"Fuck 'em."
I giggle. "Only if you fuck me first, Alpha."
Chapter Forty-Seven
Halley
Blaise sits back on his heels, and shoots me a wide grin. The sun glints off his bared white teeth, betraying a flash of savagery.
I hold my breath as I see him undo his pants and slide them down to his knees.
His cock bobs free, and I squeak.
I should’ve known Blaze would be packing a surprise.
“Oh my…”
If he were a Beta, he’d have piercings and tattoos everywhere, but because of his enhanced healing, he’s resorted to more… extreme measures of body modification.
Horizontal lines of thick white scars trail up both sides of his cock, creating a ribbed effect.
Frack, he’s not right in the head, but I think I’m a little broken too, because it’s turning me on. I lick my lips, my mouth flooding with saliva.
I want to taste him. Feel him on my tongue, trace each raised scar and ridge until I know them individually from touch alone.I want to hear the noises he’ll make when I suck him into my mouth. I bet he’s chatty, babbling every crazy thought that enters his mind. I can’t wait.
"Turn over and present for your Alpha."
Blinking up at him, I pout, shaking my head defiantly. “Nuh-uh!”
I want to taste him, so that's what I'm going to do.
His eyes, pale and luminous, glow with a feverish lust, adding a dangerous predatory edge to his expression, and his wolfish grin widens.
"Shade was right, you are a brat. You’re fresh outta luck though, sweetheart, ‘cause I'm a bigger brat and I get what I want."
In a flash, he flips me onto my belly, an arm banding underneath my hips and pulling my ass up. My pants are torn down my thighs and I feel the cool air hit my wet pussy.
Oh, frack. This is happening fast. Really, fracking fast.
