Page 32 of Knot A Chance

“Then explain why the omega is still alive.”

“There were complications.”

“Obviously, moron. Complications of what nature?” I asked. He looked up at me with wide eyes. “I’d recommend you do not lie to me, Ryder. I do not respond well to lies.”

“I should have taken a different approach. I thought his death would hurt less than breaking our bond. I was wrong and I fucked up.”

I sighed and looked him over. He was attractive when he looked terrified of me. There was stubble on his normally smooth head that appealed to me. He probably thought I’d kill him, and that made my cock perk up with interest. Maybe I don’t want to see him sweat right now, maybe I want to use that mouth of his for myself.

“You have very pretty lips,” I said. My dick thickened as the thrill of holding power over another alpha raced through my bloodstream. I stepped closer and pulled his bottom lip down with my thumb. “I will take care of your mess if you take care of mine.”

“What do you mean take care of?” Ryder asked.

“I will finish what you couldn’t finish yourself,” I said.

The scent of his fear filled the air around us and I leaned forward, sniffing his scent gland. “Why?” he asked, shaking as I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck.

“What do you think is going to happen if he wakes up?” I asked, squeezing the back of his neck tighter.

“He might not remember,” Ryder said, voice shaking. “He doesn’t have to die. I can still break our bond.”

I pushed him to his knees, and he landed on the floor with a thud. I released my hold on his neck and slowly undid my belt, dick throbbing at the sight of him scared and helpless before me.

“It’s too late for that. So right now, the options on the table are either you go, or he goes.” I pulled myself out of my pants and rested my leaking cock on Ryder’s lips. “You’re more useful to me alive than dead. Do you want to die, Ryder? Are you willing to die for your omega?”

“No,” he said quickly. “I’m not.”

A smile spread across my face and his throat bobbed as he swallowed. “Then suck my cock. This is how you thank me for cleaning up your mess. You let me fuck your mouth and swallow my load. Then you can be fucking grateful that you get to live to see another day.”

Ryder opened his mouth and took my dick to the back of his throat. He swallowed, clenching around me and I groaned at the warmth surrounding my cock.

“Good boy,” I said, pushing myself further down his throat. He gagged around me and I shuddered in pleasure. I wasn’t going to kill him—at least not today—but he could survive without oxygen for a minute or two while I took what I wanted from him.

Chapter Nine

Bennett

June

Oakley and Ally were still standing beside Felix’s bed when I stepped back into the room. Ally held one of his hands in hers, talking softly to him.

Oakley looked up as I entered, her dark blue eyes full of sympathy as she walked toward me and pulled me into a hug.

Even though Oak and I were the farthest apart in age, we had become very close after our parents died in a car accident when we were teenagers. Wyatt’s parents had taken us all in and finished raising us, and I’d never stop being grateful to them for what they did. Ally chose to lean on Wyatt during that time, leaving Oak and I to support each other. I loved both of my sisters, but Oakley and I were used to being vulnerable around each other in a way that Ally rarely was with us. She saved that side of herself for Wyatt.

“Ally’s been telling Felix about the time Mom and Dad caught you with your first girlfriend,” Oakley said as she pulled back.

“Seriously?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at Ally. “Haven’t you told him enough embarrassing stories about me over the last three months?”

“There are so many more, and I thought it might entertain him,” she said, smiling proudly.

I shook my head. “Whatever, I’m glad someone other than me is talking to him. He’s probably getting sick of my voice.”

“Probably,” Ally said before turning back to Felix. “I’ll finish the story later, but it ends with Bennett running into the hallway with his underwear around his ankles giving all of us a full view of Little Bennett saluting the family.”

Oakley covered her mouth and snickered. “That is a pretty good story.”

I walked back over to the bed and grabbed Felix’s other hand, squeezing. “This might be the first moment that I’ve hoped you can’t actually hear everything we’re saying, handsome.” I leaned forward and kissed his forehead. “But if you can, then I hope you enjoyed that visual. It was as awkward as it sounds.”