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“I think my Omega needs a distraction,” Gabriel murmured. “Both a distraction and a reminder.”
“A reminder?”
He stood between my legs, forcing me to look up at him. “You still want me to pull you out of your own head, little one? If not, tell me now. Otherwise, I’m going to lock the door and make good on a promise that’s been too long in coming.”
Closing my eyes, I took a breath and listened. Gabriel’s emotions didn’t push me one way or the other. He was carefully waiting for me to choose. But I also felt the significance of the choice.
This wasn’t about Gabriel spanking me, whether it was a real punishment or a playful one. It was about trust. Even now, bonded, mated, it wasn’t my first thought to rely on anyone else. Years of building up those walls made it hard to let them go.
Something in me rebelled at the idea of reliance on anyone. Especially like this. Giving him power and control and letting him command something of me. But I did it gladly in the bedroom, and before, those moments in the kitchen where he overrode my guilt and my panic, it felt right.
More than that, what I knew of my friends’ relationships with their packs told me I was not alone in needing the safety of the dominance Alphas could provide. It was who we were, and fighting it only hurt us more.
Finally, no matter what, I knew that none of my men would ever take more than I wanted to give. Which, in turn, made me want to give them everything.
Gabe smiled before I answered, feeling my resolve, and in him, I felt relief. That he could help me—that I trusted him to do this.
I would always trust him.
I was still working on trusting myself.
“Yes, please.”
He stepped away quickly and flipped the lock on the door. The sudden flood of power from our bond, the strengthening of his scent, and the hand on the back of my neck when he returned had me squirming and dampening the fabric of my tights.
“Should I bend you over the desk? Or take you over my knee?” He wasn’t asking me, but I gave him an unspoken answer.
The low laugh skittered over my skin, and suddenly my nipples were visible through my leotard. Gabriel grabbed a chair from the other side of his desk—one that didn’t have any arms—and sat down.
“Come here.”
I slipped off the desk and obeyed, standing in front of him. My hair stood on end as he focused on me. Those green eyes filled with all the power I craved when I begged him to let go the first time. He wasn’t holding back.
“Take your clothes off.”
A small smile crossed my lips, and I sank into his lap instead, feeling how hard he was and grinding down on him. Already, my mind was clearing, feeling better. Because the game was me and him, and he had permission to put me in my place. Underneath him. Exactly where I wanted to be. “Make me.”
Gabriel gripped my hair, tilting my head back. “Found your sass, did you?”
“Maybe.”
A kiss against my throat. “You’ve racked up quite a debt, little one, and I’m content to make this last. Sure you want to push?”
My only answer was to rock my hips against his cock again, earning me a low growl. “Take your fucking clothes off, or they’re getting ripped. You choose.”
I didn’t have to. Need streaked through me so hot and bright he didn’t need the words before he released my hair, reached down, and tore the fabric of my leotard open like it was nothing.
The tights followed.
I was bare to him, already panting.
Leotards weren’t thin or weak with what we put them through. And he made it feel like paper. I whined, my Omega reacting to her Alpha. Gabe’s fingers touched me through the rip, stroking around my clit. I shuddered, leaning into it, and he pulled away.
“I’m going to make you feel good, little one. But it won’t at first. Because I need you to remember what this is for.”
“What’s it for?”
“To remind you that other people’s actions aren’t your fault, and you’re not allowed to apologize for them. To remember your own value and stop questioning it.” He smirked. “A little for your sass and bratty tendencies too, but mostly the first ones.”
