Page 143 of Sweetheart: Part Two


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Slowly, with my firm hold on her waist, I shifted, drawing out of her just a little before settling back in. Her melodic, desperate moan filled the air as I pumped into her again. She was breathless and felt like heaven.

I fucked her like that for a while, the heat in my veins at a boiling point. Then I gripped her hair, lifting her enough that she had to plant trembling palms on my chest. Her eyes were dazed as she met my gaze, almost vacant with the orgasm that had just shaken her.

I’d dreamed about this since seeing her with Drake. I pressed my thumb to her lips. “I’m going to use that sweet little cunt of yours to finish.”

She tried to nod through my grip, but failed. “Yes, Alpha—” She cut off as I pressed into her again, eyes almost crossing.

“Are you sure you can handle my cock splitting you open like this?” I asked.

“Use me however you want, Alpha.”

I groaned, almost burying my knot in her right then at hearing those words.

Holding her over me, I drove into her at a steady pace, watching each time I did. I could finish right now, but I wouldn’t.

Goosebumps lifted on her skin, low whines slipping out every time the edge of my knot teased her. Finally, when I thought she was on the edge again, I sped up, blood on fire at the sounds she was making, at the way each thrust made her more dizzy with lust.

“You’re going to take my knot,” I growled.

“Mmmmhm.” Her breathing picked up. “Yes, Alpha, knot me please.”

I drove up into her, this time stretching her down around my knot.

She gasped, and when she came the second time, she wasn’t nearly as quiet. Unable to move by the way I was holding her, her eyes rolled back, moans lifting through the whole room.

Fuck.

I groaned as she gripped my knot, rocking my full length into her viciously and filling her with my pleasure. As we both came down, the movie was still playing on the TV, but not an eye in the room was on it.

“I love you, Vex,” I breathed.

It was, perhaps, the only thing that could have given her the strength to lift her head and look up at me, locked together as we were. Her eyes were still dazed, but shining as she met mine.

I drew down and kissed her, rewarded with her passion as she drove her tongue into my mouth. There was a smile on her face as I drew back and she leaned close, nipping my ear. “I love you, too.”

THIRTY-SEVEN

Chia pet’s 6th day of life. Hair growth: 5cm

Time until execution: 3 days

DRAKE

Rook was a first rate prick.

He had pulled up a big white poster board in her nest today—just likeI’dmade inmyroom. Well, he hadn’t copied me exactly—he was pinning on travel shit, not nest shit, but still. At least his drawings were primitive stick figures—rubbish compared to mine.

Also, he’d asked Vex if he could print out a selfie of them and put it in her nest, and she’d said yes. So now I kept finding the rooftop selfie of Rook kissing Vexeverywhere. It was slipped into discarded piles of clothes, drawers, and scattered under her furniture—as if she would look under there. She was an omega, not a mole rat.

I’d found one under my pillow this morning—which I’d only noticed because of the scent of caramel brandy when I’d woken—which meant he’d scent marked all of them too.

Fucking bastard.

I had selfies.

I could have done the sameagesago.

Despite all of that, itwasquite fascinating to watch Rook and Vex. She’d really let him in.

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