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ChapterForty
KINGSTON
Chad and I were going to have a little chat the next time I saw him. Punctuated by my fist in his stupid fucking face. That asshole. What the hell did he think he was doing coming between his future Alpha and his mate? He’d be lucky if he could walk by the time I was done with him.
But for now, my thoughts were on Sunday and what we were about to do. The step we were about to take.
I hadn’t been toIniquitysince I claimed Sunday as mine in a fit of unbridled need and magic. But the room, Sunday’s room, was the only place I wanted to be at the moment. The thought of her claiming me, giving me her mark where everyone could see, sent a thrill through me. I’d proudly wear her brand. Show it to anyone who asked. Take her home to my pack and prove to them I was always worthy of her love.
Sunday squeezed my hand as if she could feel the anticipation buzzing through my veins. As if she was feeling the same.
“I wonder what will be waiting for us in the room,” she murmured.
“What do you mean?”
“Haven’t you noticed? It’s always different depending on the needs and desires of the occupants.”
I hadn’t, but only because until I set foot in Sunday’s room, I hadn’t even ventured down this hallway. I’d never been interested in intimate, private moments with the women I’d hired as poor replacements for my mate, so I’d always stayed in the public area.
She ran her thumb gently along the underside of my wrist as we walked down the long hallway of doors, and that small touch, the gesture of affection, filled me with longing. How could something as insignificant as the stroke of her thumb on my skin affect me like this?
Because you’ve craved it for as long as you can remember, dumbass.
The sarcastic cut of my own inner voice made my lips curl up in amusement. I was an asshole even to myself. But the truth was, Sunday owned every part of me. She could bring me to my knees if she wanted. All she had to do was ask.
I should have been scared by the thought of my submission. I’d been raised to believe that Alphas didn’t bend to anyone. But I would—I have—for her.
Maybe that was the way of true mates. Hadn’t my father done the same for my mother? He worshiped her. Gave in to every whim unless it was going to risk her life. They fought often, butted heads, but in a way only those closest to them would see.
To everyone else, she was a perfectly submissive Omega. Nurturing. Dutiful. Obedient. Behind closed doors, she tried and tested him. Knowing which way to turn his head if she needed to. That was how my youngest sister was born. She’d wanted another baby, but he’d said no after he’d nearly lost her in childbirth the time before. They went away for a weekend, and nine months later, Tessa—Trouble, as I called her—was born.
I wondered if it would be the same for Sunday and me. If the power dynamic between us would be in constant flux, each of us bending to the will of the other. I fucking hoped so. I’d dominate the fuck out of her, then show her my throat and let her take the reins right after. Jesus, I was rock-hard and ready just like that.
“Did you... not want to go inside?” Sunday asked, her voice breaking through my fantasy.
I had to clear my throat before I could answer. “Just picturing all the ways I was going to take you.”
Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes darkened with desire. “Then what are you waiting for?”
Scooping her into the cradle of my arms, I carried her over the threshold and into the room I didn’t plan on leaving for the next twenty-four hours. The instant we set foot inside, the space changed from four bare walls to a night garden filled with fragrant blooms, all bathed in the pale glow of the moon.
“It’s so beautiful.” Her voice was soft and reverent. “Perfect for this.”
I wanted to tell her that she was perfect, but my throat was too tight with everything I was feeling. I could already picture her, bathed only in shadow and moonlight, filled with me, writhing in pleasure and crying out my name.
“So how do we do this?”
I smirked. “Well, we usually start by taking off our clothes. Then you lie back and—”
“And think of the queen?”
“Fuck no, Sunshine. When my dick’s inside you, the only one you’re allowed to think about is me. And when I make you come, it better be my name on your lips.”
Her eyes sparked with lust. “Sign me up for orgasms. I want you so much, Kingston. I’ve been dying for you.”
“I could be inside you every fucking day and still not have enough of you. It’s not just my wolf who wants you. The man in me aches for you.”
She reached out and trailed her fingertips over my chest, stopping just above my piercing. “Do I have to be a wolf to claim you? You weren’t.”
