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When I set the jug on the other side of the table and pick up the ridiculously ornate porcelain cup, her look of longing has my cock fully hardening against her hip. She glances up at me with wary eyes as I grit my teeth and press the cup to her lips.
She blinks in shock, no doubt expecting me to torture her by denying her the drink, but like a wise little omega, she gulps it down as soon as I tip the cup.
I purr as satisfaction floods my chest. I’ve never produced such a soothing rumble. Devoid of my usual threatening edge, my purr is one of pure pleasure as she accepts the water.
She took my seed unwillingly, but this she gulps down with delight, her lids lowering in euphoria.
She’ll take my cock with the same expression, with a deeper blush on her cheeks and a wild need in her eyes.
When she drains the cup, I set it down and pick up the first thing my fingers touch on the plate. A small cube of goat cheese—made by a beta couple three levels up—seems tiny when pinched between my fingers, but when I tease it along her bottom lip, it looks much bigger.
“Eat.”
Her nostrils flare and she swallows, pressing her lips together uncertainly before opening her mouth. I slide my fingers between her teeth, willing to risk her bite. Placing the cheese on her tongue, I probe the roof of her mouth and test the backs of her teeth, inspecting every inch of her before painting her plump lips with her saliva.
With red cheeks, quick breaths, and fear mingled with confusion, she stares at me with her light green irises.
“Eat,” I repeat, a warning coloring my tone.
Instinctively she closes her mouth and chews.
Her pupils shrink and her lips scrunch. She clamps her teeth together and blinks up at me, trying to control her reaction to the potent flavor. I stroke her shoulder and arm, brushing my hand against the outside of her breast, which sends my cock pulsing against her hip.
An errant drop of pearly liquid leaks from my tip and trails down to wet her flesh.
With obvious effort, she chews and swallows as quickly as possible.
When she opens her mouth to speak, I shove a piece of hard bread into her mouth. This taste she knows, so she eats the crunchy food without issue. As soon as she finishes swallowing, I ferry another bite between her lips. I touch her as I please, stroking her thigh and dipping my finger into her belly button, poking her much-too-small stomach. I trail a finger up her sternum, enjoying her shiver even though I know she fears me more than she desires me.
Her mind and body aren’t in agreement.
Good. I haven’t gotten where I am by being impatient.
I alternate between feeding her common food and the specialty items I’ve bartered for as an effort to strengthen the ties between neighboring alphas and beta-led communities.
Topside alphas refuse to see anything except the sky and sea, losing themselves in dreams of things that’ll never be again. Down here in the depths of hell, we do what we must to survive. We don’t have the distractions of the turbulent ocean or the lies of the boundless sky to lull us into complacency.
When my omega turns her head away, I growl and force another bite past her teeth. The hybrid fruit, stringy and tart, sits on her tongue until I rest my hand on her lower abdomen and tease my fingers across the top of her feminine hair. Understanding my threat, she chews and swallows with obvious effort.
I pour her more water and regulate her drinking. She gulps down the entire cup and looks longingly at the jug. I push her hair away from her face and trap her chin between my fingers.
Distrust lurks within her dazed eyes.
I smirk, enjoying her warring emotions.
With firm, quick motions, I spin her so her ass squashes my hard cock and her knees bracket mine. I flatten my palm on her sternum and force her to lean back against my chest, snarling when she tries to unhook her legs and close her knees.
As I look down at her splayed body, a groan interrupts my rumble. I tease my finger up her thigh, tracing patterns on her flesh and watching as goosebumps rise. Her belly swells a little now, holding more food than she’s probably ever eaten in one sitting.
She jerks when I brush my hand over her curls, not touching the skin below, but highlighting how she’s completely at my mercy. I rest my hand high on her thigh and run my thumb along the crease where her leg meets her torso. More languid than my aching cock prefers, I slide my hand from her sternum to her breast, encompassing the entire mound within my fingers.
She trembles as I rouse her body. I savor my scent as it wafts from her, my claim staked, even if not fully fulfilled. I explore her curves with slow caresses and tilt my hips to grind my unruly cock along her backside. Her pheromones thicken, becoming richer, but not fully mature, mingling with the scent of my seed as more drips from my tip. I smear the fragrant wetness into her flesh with another languid thrust.
A sudden surge of need wraps around the base of my spine.
Her whimper steals my control.
Chapter 5
