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“I never agreed. And I didn’t lie.” Dutch’s sunshine fades to something darker.
He takes a step.
He’s so gentle, so smiling, I forget he’s stupid huge.
Dutch can be alpha when he wants.
He was unawakened the last times I saw him turn on his dominance—for fight nights or when boys tried to bully me at the field.
I forget because he obeys my orders like a puppy, begging for treats.
Now, Dutch reminds me how alpha he can be when he wants something bad enough.
When he wants me.
All that want skates down my spine.
There’s no sunshine in Dutch’s growl—it’s all need and night.
“I’m yours.” Dutch moves, moving me with his gravity. Only instead of repelling me how an alpha should, he snaps me to him like a magnet. I rise on my toes. His aggressive rumble laps my hard-peaked nipples.
It feels so, so good.
I hang, hypnotized by the Dark Dutch who clings to my tongue.
All smoke. No sweetness.
“Yours,” he repeats, as if the first time didn’t spaghetti-twirl my insides. “Any time. Any place. Anything you want, I’m yours. But I can’t lie, and I won’t let you get hurt.”
My heart pumps, sluggish.
The air too hot.
Dutch drags my hand to his mouth. “Brown eyes.”
I flash back to Bish, feeding Dutch his cum-soaked fingers.
That strange place inside me throbs.
Remembering the same, Dutch chuckles, baring his teeth. He drags the pads of my fingers over his canines.
“Fuck. It hurts.” He sucks two fingers into his mouth, scraping my knuckles. His tongue licks between, around, almost through me.
Instead of pulling back, I stare into the darkness.
Was that part of him always there, hiding deep?
Or was it born just for me?
Dutch licks my fingers like they’re dipped in sugar. I could explain away his hunger if I’d taken that last pheromone shot, but my skin is lemon-free.
All me.
Dutch releases my glistening fingers with a moan.
His head drops to my right shoulder. He nips my collar, dragging the fabric off my throat. Rubbing me. Nuzzling me until I can’t tell if I’m panicking or about to swoon. “Teeth so sore. So fucking empty without you. I wanna devour this throat. Bond that perfect ass. Kiss your tits raw and drink your pussy ’til I drown. Let you mark me. Let you fucking take me while Bish takes you. Need you inside me. Here.”
Dutch flattens my trembling hand to his superheated chest, and his raw, vulnerable growl ravages my layers.
