Page 32 of Forbidden: Part Two


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“You don’t need to be doing any of this in the first place! We can take care of you.” Cam’s eyes were wild as he loomed over me. Sitting on the bed made me feel small, so I stood up, balancing on the mattress. Now I was taller than him, my added height giving me confidence.

“I know you can take care of me, but I also want to fight. I’m the one Glen and this government has harmed, and I want to end this.” My voice got louder and I forced myself to maintain eye contact with my alpha. I knew I was pushing him, but we needed to have this conversation. My guys did such a good job caring for me, but they didn’t seem to believe I was capable. I wasn’t sure I was, either, but I needed to prove to myself that I could do this. I could fight back. Donovan had reminded me of that.

Cam’s eyes grew heated. “Don’t push me, little omega.”

I took a few steps forward until we were mere inches apart. “Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?”

“I should spank you for trying to disobey your alpha,” Cam bit out.

A thrill went through me. I hadn’t realized why I was needling him, but now I understood. I wanted Cam to take control. No, Ineededit. Part of me said it was wrong to want my alpha to dominate me after my control had been taken away. But that was exactly why I needed it. IchoseCam’s dominance. I needed to sink into that space where nothing else mattered except obeying my alpha.

“Fuck,” Cam said, running his hand through his long hair. I couldn’t help but notice how delicious his arms looked, his biceps flexing with the movement. “I shouldn’t have said that. I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

“I think you should spank me,” I blurted out.

The second the words were out, it felt right. We both needed this. Cam needed to feel in control again. I needed to let go, to sink into his safety.

“What?” Cam’s eyes widened.

I tried to wrap my arms around him, but he backed away. My omega was indignant that he would move away from us, but I reveled in the power of it. I was in charge of this moment, and it felt fucking good.

I hopped off the bed and moved towards him until his back was against the wall. His eyes shifted from side to side as if to find an escape route.

“I need you, alpha,” I said, injecting a whine into my voice. “I need… I need to not be in charge, for you to make me feel safe.”

Cam was stock-still. I cringed internally, wondering if I had made a mistake. Just as I was about to back away, his arms flew out and caught me by the waist. In an instant, he had flipped our positions and had me pinned to the wall.

“You acting up to get your alpha’s attention, baby girl?” he growled.

A delicious wave of pleasure rocked through my body. His cinnamon roll scent thickened with arousal, making me whimper.

“I would never do that, alpha. That would be naughty,” I said breathlessly.

Cam’s lips quirked into a smile before he schooled his features.

“I think my baby girl is being very naughty right now. Teasing your alpha, disobeying me, acting out to get attention. You’ve earned yourself a serious punishment.”

His teeth grazed my neck and I moaned, arching against his hard, muscular body.

“You sure you want this, sweetheart?” he murmured.

“Yes,” I said with confidence. “Please, Cam. I need this. And I think you do, too.”

Cam groaned and pulled me in for a tender hug. My body relaxed against his until I was pliant in his arms.

“I love you. You’re so fucking perfect for me. Can’t believe how lucky I am.”

I squirmed happily at his words and gripped the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Suddenly, Cam picked me up, his hands gripping my ass tightly.

“Ah ah, looks like someone has forgotten how this goes. I’m in charge, little omega,” Cam said sternly.

“Whatever you say, alpha,” I responded cheekily. I wasn’t sure where my rebelliousness was coming from, but I wanted to act out, to push Cam.Maybe it’s because you know he would never hurt you.

“It’s a good thing I know exactly what to do with omega brats,” he said, tossing me on the bed.

Cam quickly stripped me of my clothes, placing a tender kiss on my arm. I tugged at his shirt, needing to feel his skin on mine. He pulled it off and I gazed up at him, tracing my hands down the ridges of his abdomen. His skin was beautifully golden, contrasted only by his dark tattoos.

Cam leaned down and kissed me, nipping my lip and pressing his tongue into my mouth. I groaned as he lowered his body until his skin was flush against mine, his hardness trapped against my core.