It's disgraceful.
The one thing I have not shared with them is that I’ve found all their little stashes of weapons all over the house. I decided to add to them and added first-aid kits and water-purifying tablets, along with some survivor cord and a firestarter.
I strip naked and pull on the black lace teddy I bought. I ordered it weeks ago; it was for me. But the thought of them seeing me like this makes it much more exciting.
The door opens.
“What are you…?”
Rory wheezes.
“That is not fair.”
I turn so he can see me properly. He bites his lower lip and looks up and down my body.
“Not fair?” I ask sweetly.
“Bonnie, not fair at all.” He comes into the room and shuts and locks the door. “For them.”
He strips out of his clothes and grabs my waist as I back away from him. I’m caught by massive hands as he shoves me onto the bed and crawls between my legs. He nips my hip as he uses those big palms of his to push my thighs open as wide as they can go. He buries his face in the thin barrier covering my cunt and inhales.
“I’m going to die happy,” he says and licks the material.
I arch, grabbing the pillows and squeezing them hard in my fists. “Rory-”
“Shh, you just lay back and let me lick you clean.”
I whine as he licks the material again. He trails his nose up and then sucks on my clit, flicking his tongue over it.
“Alpha,” I moan, but I’m starting to fall headfirst into the stage where I become an absolute slave for my alphas.
“Oh, you look absolutely perfect like this. My little whore, spread out like a banquet and soaking just how I like.”
God, his filthy fucking words are doing almost as much as his tongue is. I grip his hair and pull.
“I’m not your whore.”
He crawls up my body, pinning me with his heavy weight, and shoves his fingers under the lace, driving them deep into my cunt.
“Aren’t you?” he murmurs and ducks down, placing a kiss on my sternum before seizing a satin strap with his teeth and pulling. “Then why are you moaning and fucking my fingers?”
I hiss and yank his hair. “Maybe you are my whore. Vale will be so mad at you,” I tease, but a thrill of excitement flutters through me and seeps into the bonds.
“I am. Gladly. Happily. I’ll make you feel good, you can pay me in slick.”
My groan sounds slutty even to me. “Rory!” I protest.
“Bonnie,” he moans back and bites the tip of my nipple.
I shouldn’t love it, but I do. I shove my breast up into his mouth and whine as he starts biting all around.
“I love that you love to be hurt, pretty omega. Everyone thinks you are this perfect little darling, and you’re my beautiful, on-your-knees-begging, -on-my-cock killer. So fucking hot, Bonnie.”
His fingers pull out of my pussy, and his dick starts pressing in, but it feels weird. With clarity, I realise he’s fucking the lace into me.
“You’ll ruin it,” I protest.
“I’ll buy you another hundred. Just so I can do this to every one of them. Oh, God, you feel so good. I want to ruin you. I want to make it so everyone else knows I’ve ruined you.”
