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Devin’s widened gaze slid across the marble slab to find Rey staring at her. Rich chestnut gaze narrowed to darkling slits, he warned her with that one look not to utter a sound. No questions would be asked about whatever he meant.

“You have her now. She’ll adjust. Omegas always do.”

Rey’s conversation continued, more assurances and murmured responses that Devin didn’t bother listening to. He’d gotten someone an Omega. Cold sluiced through her bones, freezing her down to the marrow as she went through the motions of drinking the coffee she no longer tasted. Devin’s hands shook, but she didn’t notice, didn’t try to check the reaction.

Did Rey and Beau sell Omegas? It wasn’t unheard of, an often-used threat to keep Omegas in check. Whoring them out and selling their bodies during false heats wasn’t out of the question, either. Men of all dynamics and walks of life would pay a great deal for such a thing. Rey insisted she had a real job, but how soon would that story change?

He’d been adamant she get on birth control. While it had seemed he wanted it to avoid sending her into a crazed rage to protect an unborn child Beau settled her with, maybe that wasn’t the case at all. She’d need to be on that for at least a couple of weeks before it was as effective as it was for Betas. Maybe now they were just testing the goods to see what price they could charge.

Some part of her sensed him coming near and warned against fighting. He was wound too tight. Whoever was on the other end of that phone call agitated him. She reminded herself how Alphas could easily rip her apart.

The line between sex and rage was a mere hairsbreadth, too.

Devin remained quiet and passive as Rey came up behind her. She didn’t flinch when he took hold of her hips, kneading the soft flesh. It hurt, his grip too tight, but she breathed through the initial bite of denim and fingertips digging into her skin. A quiet snarl at her nape drove her head forward, giving him all the access he wanted when her hair tumbled down over one shoulder. There was no way for her to undress, to take off the shirt he ground his chest against with such impatience.

Rey shouted curses against her shoulder, tearing away the soft fabric. Wrenching her body, he almost pulled her off the stool and became angrier for it. He snarled and growled, words lost for the moment as he tugged and pushed her into the position he wanted. Her back now bare, he brought them flush, the hammering of his heart beating hers into submission.

Devin’s lungs sucked down air while she denied every instinct to fight, to run. Blood pounding in her ears, she brought a shaky hand up to his arm when he wrapped it high around her chest. His other hand tore at the back of her jeans, struggling with the thick band of denim. The insane idea that he was trying not to hurt her ricocheted around her head before she stroked the arm at her chest. A touch to calm, to reassure him she wasn’t resisting. Reaching down, she popped the button free at her waist. The gained inch seemed to unhinge him.

Rey roared as he flipped Devin around, her back slamming against the cold marble. Ceramic shattered, tepid liquid spattering against the floor as her mug rolled. Vision swimming, she hung on to the edge of the counter as he ripped her pants down limp legs. She needed to lose herself and fast. There was no way he’d take his time as he’d done last night.

His arousal flowed, tainting the air around him. Devin tried to take in deep breaths of it, to find some excitement, but her fear ratcheted with his every too swift movement and sinister rumble as he prowled over her body. She couldn’t drown in instinct now, not as her legs and arms became rigid, lips clenched over whines and whimpers.

Or so she thought.

Rey didn’t wait for her to relax to pry her thighs open, but instead of his throbbing cock shoved inside of her, Devin jostled as he licked her. From bottom to top, he took in her taste. Did it again, and then again, before catching her clit between his lips. As if knowing he couldn’t trust his teeth on such delicate flesh, he sucked and lapped at the tender nub. There was nothing soft or gentle about it, but as he shoved two fingers deep into both her mouth and between her legs, it was enough.

Espresso and strawberries flooded over her tongue, the faint hint of her own sweetness somehow making it even more perfect. Devin groaned around the invading digits, sucking hard at them as her tongue worked over the rough whorls of skin. She searched out every hint of the intoxicating taste, swallowing it down until it burned through her belly.

While not wet enough to take his fingers with comfort, Devin still angled her hips towards the punishing thrust of his hand.

“More,” Devin whined when he took his fingers from her mouth. She tugged at his wrist, not budging him an inch.

“I’ll give you more. Give you more than you can handle, little one.” He growled against the cradle of her hips. A sharp nip to the tender flesh all the warning he gave Devin before dragging her from the counter, tumbling her to the floor.

What should have been a painful fall wasn’t. Rey held her tight until Devin settled on the decadent softness of the dark rug, keeping his weight off her body as he kneeled above her chest. Fingers tangling in her curls, Rey brought her head up, pushing down on his leaking cock until the crown bumped her lips.

Devin’s whine was desperate, needy, her fingers clutched at the hard flanks of the male above her as she opened her mouth wide. Taking him inside, tongue working at the heavy shaft, the world slipped a little sideways.

This was what she needed.

Moaning over the throbbing flesh between her lips, Devin sucked for all she was worth. Taking in more of the potent fluid until her thighs slipped against one another. Slick flowed, staining the rug beneath her, saturating the air. Rey growled and snapped above her, grinding out epithets and affirmations in the same breath as he guided Devin’s pace.

When he ground his head against the back of her throat, making her gag, he pulled back so fast Devin gave him the edge of her teeth before either could reconsider. Lifting her lip at the vicious snarl of the male, she dug her nails deep into his thighs, tugging him forward. Forcing him to butt against the smooth skin until tears leaked from the corner of her eyes and her stomach lurched. She let him withdraw enough to drag in a painful breath, then tugged him back. Raising her head when he would have shown some restraint. She fucked his cock with her mouth, sloppy and untrained, every invasion threatening to make her retch. It was utter bliss each time she was rewarded with another heady taste of him.

“Enough,” Rey groaned, his head falling back as her convulsing throat worked his throbbing crown.

“No, no, no!” Devin cried out when he managed to pry her mouth open, forcing her wide enough to extract himself.

Rey slapped a hand to her chest, shoving Devin flat to the floor as he kneed her shifting legs wide. When Devin would have writhed and struggled, Rey rumbled a warning growl, an almost roar that commanded obedience.

“Hey! Open up!”

The pounding at the door registered at the same time for them both. Devin hissed, feet digging into the floor at the deep timbre reverberating through the solid wood. A threat too close, her body wound too tight to process anything but instinct. Whether Rey saw her action as fear or defiance, he hauled Devin against his side. Leg wedged between her slick streaked thighs, he stalked towards the door and the danger that lay beyond. He ripped the door open with a vicious sound that thrilled something base and terrifying in Devin, her back arching until she could grind the ache of her pussy against him.

“What the… Rey…” Beau stared for a long moment before averting his pale blue eyes to Rey’s chin, hands held up in peace.

Rey’s chest rose and fell with his growling breaths, one hand helping Devin ride his thigh as he showed Beau his teeth. An obvious threat, a warning to leave. One that Beau ignored.

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