“Say that again later tonight,” Noah murmurs. “We’ll see what happens, tech boy.”
“Fuck you, Noah.”
“Anytime,” he returns with a grin.
Then he grabs me by the nape and pulls me into a kiss that’s nothing like the one he gave me moments ago. This one is hot. Intentional.Violent.
Like he’s trying to stake his claim, remove all essence of Johan from my history, and ensure only Noah remains.
I can’t even respond. My tongue is simply mastered by his. Dominated.Owned.
By the time he pulls back, there’s no doubt in my mind that I’ve been utterly branded by the assassin in my bed. “You can fuck me anytime as well, pet. And I’ll happily bottom for you, too. But only you.” He brushes his lips against mine, then nuzzles my nose.
But in the next moment, his fist flies through the air, only to be caught by Lazarus’s as the alpha snarls at him. “The first time, you caught me off guard. Not this time, asshole.”
Noah snorts, then rolls off the bed like Johan did and grins like a complete loon. “Let’s play,boss.”
“I’m going to fucking kill you,” Lazarus returns sharply.
“Excellent.” Noah practically preens. “I love it when you’re all big, bad, pissed-off alpha. You actually put up somewhat of a challenge then.”
With that, he skips—literallyskips—out of the room.
I gape after him. He just taunted Lazarus Ferraro into a fight. And from the look on Lazarus’s face, he meant it when he said he was going to kill Noah. “Please don’t… actually hurt him…?” I request awkwardly, causing the mafia don to frown down at me.
“He’s going to bleed for me, princess. But I won’t permanently injure him.” He cups my cheek, his expression softening only marginally. “This is how we play, Ms. Bianchi. And it’s best you understand that now, because one day soon, you’re going to be at the center of our ring.”
Lazarus is suddenly in my space, just like Noah was seconds ago, and his mouth brushes mine.
Only, he doesn’t kiss me like the other two did.
Instead, he takes my lower lip between his teeth and nibbles just enough to make me gasp.
“We’re not easy alphas to love,” he whispers. “We’ve also never been able to put someone between us in bed. It’s too dangerous. But with you, there isn’t going to be a choice. The battle has already started. So prepare yourself, Aurora. We love a good fight. And neither of us is afraid to bleed.”
He nips me again, harder now.
I instinctively grab his nape, my nails digging into his skin. “You’d better not mark me there, alpha,” I tell him, not ready for his claim, and certainly not wanting a bloody lip.
He grins. “I already told you where I’m thinking about biting you.” He moves onto me, his cock easily lodging between my thighs as he skillfully presses into me. “Your clit is mine, darling.”
My eyes widen, and my grip tightens on his neck.
He doesn’t flinch even though I know I’m breaking the skin.
Instead, his smile merely grows wider. “You’re fucking perfect for us, princess. Our wild queen. Don’t ever feel like you have to bow to us. We want a partner, not a submissive toy.”
He claims my mouth then, forcing me to take his tongue as he drives his hips against mine.
He’s harsh. Hot.Demanding. Leaving no doubt behind about who the alpha of the pack is here.
And he’s purposely pushing me.
Suffocating me with his presence. His scent. His intent to claim.
I slice my nails down his back, leaving my own mark on his skin, wanting him to understand that I might be the omega here, but I’m not his yet.
I’ll be the first one to bite. Not him.
