“On your hands and knees.”
Dimitri hesitates, looking between Liv and I curiously before he takes his hands away from his dick and follows my command.
Which is when a switch is flipped in my brain and the only thing I’m thinking about is how to make this man show me how sorry he really is.
“Do you want forgiveness, Dimitri?”
He nods as he slowly begins crawling toward me. “I want it, but I don’t deserve it.”
“You’re right, you don’t.” I grin as he growls. “You don’t deserve my forgiveness after what you did to me, and do you know why?”
“I betrayed you. I betrayed our bond.”
“Yes you fucking did. You let someone else dictate what you did with both of those things, and you chose to throw them away.”
Dimitri prowls toward me at an agonizing pace, anger and hope both rolling off of him in waves with every inch he eliminates between us. “I didn’t, I?—”
“No excuses, Volkov. You want to make this right, you own what the fuck you did to me regardless of why you did it.”
“I betrayed you.” Dimitri stops as he lines his hands up with my ankles, pausing there while he waits for permission to come closer. “I hurt you, physically and emotionally. I made you think you weren’t enough for me, made you think our bond meant nothing to me. I made you think I didn’t ever really love you, and I broke your heart when I did it.”
Well, this is new.
I didn’t think reliving trauma could make my dick hard but apparently it can.
At least it can in this situation.
My alpha confessing his sins on his hands and knees, seconds away from begging me to forgive him and take him back into my heart and into our pack. My omega giving me silent encouragement and support while her hands move all over my body, my other alpha silently keeping watch the entire time.
I had no idea it was going to be such a turn-on to hash out my baggage this way but it is, and I’m very torn between putting a stop to it, or dragging it out a little longer.
“Beg me,” I grunt, opting for the latter. “Beg me to take you back.”
Dimitri growls, loud and deep as his fingers curl against the carpet. The alpha in him is refusing, fighting the way our bond is slowly overriding those instincts.
That’s going to make this even sweeter.
“Beg. Me.” I give Liv a subtle cue, lightly squeezing her calves as I settle back between her knees, spreading my legs wide as she opens my towel then sits up behind me. “Now, Volkov.”
His nostrils flare and his pupil dilates as he zeros in on my cock, licking his lips as he sees the slick dripping down my shaft.
“Please,” he whispers as he starts to crawl again at a snail’s pace. “Please,mylak. Take me back.”
“Why should I?” My chest heaves as he gets closer, making eye contact as his shoulders line up with my knees.
“I love you.” Dimitri places a hand on each of my thighs before he slides them up to my hips. “I love you with my entire fucking heart. Please, Nikolai.” His fingers flex against my muscles, his blunt nails biting into my skin, and just when he drops his stare to my erection, looking at it like he might devour it, Liv reminds me why I fell in love with her well before I knew she was supposed to be mine.
“Not yet, Volkov,” she says as she lifts her bare foot and shoves it against his chest. His gaze snaps toward her over my shoulder and despite the way he looks like he might commit another felony here in this living room, Dimitri gently grabs her ankle before he begins sliding his hand up and down her calf. “You aren’t done.”
He keeps rubbing her leg as he looks at me. “I’m sorry, Nikolai. For every fucking thing I did, and every goddamn thing I didn’t do. I’m sorry I left you, I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I haven’t been the alpha you deserved since day one.” Dimitri presses a kiss to Liv’s shin then slowly lowers her foot as he kneels before me with his head bowed. “I am begging you, with every fiber of my being, to forgive me, to take me back, and to still love me despite how unworthy I am of all three of those things. Please, Nikolai,mylak. Please let me spend the rest of my life making this up to you, proving to you and our pack that your love and forgiveness isn’t wasted on me. Please.”
“I love you,” I whisper seconds before Dimitri kisses me.
Hard, demanding. Brutal like him.
He buries his fingers in my hair and yanks my head back so he can kiss his way down my throat, licking his bite mark before he drags his tongue down my body until it’s circling the head of my cock and he’s taking me to the back of his throat.
“Fuck,” I hiss as my head falls back into Liv’s lap. She smiles down at me then kisses me almost as hard as Dimitri did and I reach up to take her towel off then toss it to the side.
