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“Be careful, tiny tigress. I’m one wrong move away from losing control. Challenge me again and I’ll rut you on the floor. Understand?”
Her throat shifts in my grasp as she swallows. The stink of fear permeates from her pores, but the sweet floral scent blossoming from her sex thickens as I growl.
“Understand?” I snarl.
She nods. I stand before I give in to the growing urge to lick and nip her chin and work my way down her neck. She stares up at me in shock as my cock juts proudly over her.
A pearly drop leaks from my tip and lands on her collarbone. She jerks but doesn’t move to wipe it away.
“Leave it or I’ll coat your breasts in my seed. Nest,” I snarl before reaching up and emptying the second shelf onto her head.
Grappling with my alpha instincts, I step off the mattress and watch as my omega inspects the new offerings.
I long to wreck her body and claim her soul, but notes of sourness still cling to her scent. As her toes poke out from under the mound of fabric, I cross my arms over my chest and watch as she sets to work.
Dainty sounds of joy and low grunts of annoyance leak from her as she sorts, stacks, and primps the materials.
I spent years accumulating every soft, fluffy thing I could find, believing I’d capture an omega someday. Now that she’s here, I have no regrets. All the resources and time spent searching were worth it.
She’s mine.
I’m desperate enough to wait until her body is ready to accept my knot, but I’ve never been a patient alpha.
I’ll do whatever it takes to claim her.
No matter how dirty or underhanded it may be.
Chapter 7
Bette
When another pile of fabric lands on the mattress, I bite back a snarl even as glee roars through me. Possessive fury overflows from the vicious part of my soul as I sink deeper and deeper into instincts.
Pain lances through my abdomen and need pulses between my legs. The ache fades as quickly as it came, so I rush to the new pile and inspect each bit of fabric. Most meet my criteria, but a thick, shaggy carpet with a soft yet heavy net backing grosses me out. I hiss and toss it away.
When it doesn’t hit the ground, I look over my shoulder and blink as my mind tries to understand. With a tilt of a brow and a miniature smirk tugging at his lips, Deck stares back at me with the discarded rug draped over his shoulder. Caught on the tip of his cock, it tents toward me and sits crooked across his chest from where it landed.
My face heats with embarrassment even as my animalistic self perks in interest. She wants to unwrap him. My instincts snarl for him to fling the offending fabric out the window while my cognitive brain considers crawling into my nest and never showing my face again.
“Throw it away,” I say.
My voice hardly sounds like my own. Husky and full of menace, it vibrates through my chest and echoes through the room.
Deck shakes his head.
“You put it here. You take it off,” he says.
I scowl before shrugging and turning back to my project, but his low rumble twists my insides. Slick wets my folds. My nipples harden and tingle at the slightest brush of air. His growl drops into a purr. I turn and meet his gaze. He tilts his chin down toward the offending fabric.
My omega instincts cannot ignore the challenge.
With my senses on high alert, I crawl to the edge of the mattress. My body buzzes with electric anticipation while my mind screams for me to run away. Sidling up to the massive alpha who threatens my sister at every turn seems like the stupidest thing in the universe, but hunger and intrigue pull me closer.
His luscious scent thickens in my nostrils and fills me with yearning. I reach up and grab the closest corner of the rug.
For a tense moment, neither of us moves. His blown pupils bore into me, stealing chunks of my soul.
I yank the fabric off his shoulder. My mouth waters as his cock bobs above my head.
