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“I plan to use every minute I bought, Cadence. I’m going to be your first.”
Her lips parted and I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. Swooping in, I covered her mouth with mine, her surprise allowing me to sweep my tongue inside. She tasted faintly of cherries, and I tipped her head further to deepen the kiss.
She was hesitant at first but slowly relaxed into it, tongue tangling with mine as she gave in to her instincts. Omegas were sexual creatures, and her reactions were instinctual. I had to end it before I lost all sense and claimed her innocence right here, where anyone could walk in and see.
Her eyes were closed when I pulled away, lips parted as she panted, a cute little furrow between her brows.
“Your things. Now.”
Giving a small jerk at my command, she blinked up at me before nodding as her tongue slipped out to lick along her bottom lip. I wanted to pull it into my mouth and taste it again, but I shook off the urge and released her. Forcing myself to take a step back, I straightened my jacket to hide my erection before turning to lead the way.
We were silent as we made our way up across the stage and down the hall to the room where she’d changed. She looked at her bag before turning to stare at me expectantly. Smirking, I crowded her until she backed into the wall.
“I never said I’d untie you or let you get dressed.”
Those chocolate eyes widened, and her mouth popped open again. My gaze was drawn back to her full lips, and I imagined them wrapped around my shaft, her blonde head bobbing.
How innocent was she?
Lifting a hand to cup her cheek, I ran my thumb over her lower lip, relishing the softness of it.
“Have you ever had a man’s cock in your mouth, Cadence?”
Breath hitching, her body stiffened. An almost imperceptible shake of her head, and I grinned.
“Not even a beta’s?”
A whimper escaped her as she shook her head again, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth when I released it. My cock was so hard the shaft ached, and there was no reason for me to wait for relief. She was mine to do with as I pleased, and I was going to take every first I could before the night was through.
As much as I liked seeing her bound, I wanted her hands free, so I spun her around and worked the knots loose, dropping the soft rope Madame had used before turning Cadence back to face me. Running my palms up her arms to the top of her shoulders, I kept my eyes locked with hers.
I could see the fear there.
The uncertainty.
The desire.
“Kneel.”
I used a little pressure when she hesitated, and her legs folded beneath her. I shrugged out of my tux jacket, tossing it on the chair before pulling off the suspenders.
Cadence chewed on that lush bottom lip as her eyes darted between mine and where my erection tented the front of my pants. Her hands fidgeted in her lap as mine moved to my belt.
What would she look like with stripes across her round bottom? Would she enjoy the submission in being spanked?
I shook the thoughts away, knowing it was too soon for that kind of play, and moved on to opening my pants. A twist of the fingers and a quick pull, and I was free.
She gasped when my cock sprang out, nothing beneath my pants to keep it contained. Her gaze focused on it as her body stilled, the scent of slick perfuming the air around us and making me growl.
“Take it in your hand.”
Sucking in a deep breath, she licked her lips and lifted her arms, reaching for me before pulling back and looking up. I stared down at her, no give in my demand, though I refused to command her and force compliance. It was a struggle, but I wasn’t like the other men we worked with. I’d restrain my alpha tendencies, but I wouldn’t accept a no.
I’d paid for her. She’d agreed to what would happen when she was sold on that stage. I wasn’t going to let her deny that she was just as aroused as I.
She swallowed and looked away, unable to hold my gaze. Reaching again, her small fingers brushed along my length, and I couldn’t stop the hiss that left me as my cock bobbed in front of her, eager for her touch. Sliding her fingertips all the way to the base, she finally gripped it, fingers unable to touch around the girth of my budding knot.
“Stroke it.”
