Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Of course he’d watched it. Watched it while Rosie bobbed her slut mouth on his cock. He’d come quickly, and he’d come hard. And then he’d come again watching Toby have his fun.
The releases had taken the edge off, but the itch had not been scratched, no matter what Rosie or any of the others he’d had sent in from the pen offered.
He wanted sweet purrs and soft touches from a raw little mouse.
He wanted the blushing girl who nodded her head at his question. The girl who took his hand again and put it around her throat and rose on tiptoe to put her nose back to his throat.
Caspian was more than willing to see where this game was going. “What does my good girl do when I want to fuck?”
She purred, and by God, the Omega met his eyes.
Her stomach rumbled.
The moment was ruined by her obvious embarrassment and his unexpected laughter, but Caspian found no displeasure in it. “There is food and water. I expect you to bathe when you’re done. I like seeing their cum on you, but I’m First-Alpha. They get my seconds, I don’t get theirs. Afterward, you will build a proper nest to host me and I will be gentle.”
Chapter 13
If this was gentle, Wren never wanted to know what Caspian considered rough. She’d done all he’d asked, trying her damnedest to perform. It had been easier when he’d first arrived, when the tail-end of spectacular drugs had helped keep the edge off.
Food and a great deal of water had dulled the buzz. Sponging her body off with chilly recycled water had cleared the rest of the high. He’d wanted to watch her brush the tangles from her wet hair, slipping his fingers through the dripping tresses as if fascinated with it.
When he got bored of watching her grooming, he took her by the wrist and dragged her back to her room.
He shoved her forward to the bedding. “Build the nest.”
Wren had never done so with an audience. It made her nervous. Heck, the freaking hulk of man caught in a continuous growl made her nervous!
Leaning against the wall, he complained. “It’s cold in here.”
Considering he was dressed in that hideous coat and she’d been kept naked for days, he had
some nerve. Knowing that if she acknowledged his words, if he saw her face, he’d see her spite, she kept her head bowed over her work.
“Don’t you have heat? Turn it on.”
Before she could stop herself, she laughed. This was the Warrens, not a penthouse mansion.
The brute picked up on her scoff and began to strip. “You have to the count of ten to finish your work. Ten. Nine. Eight...”
With an angered Alpha egging her on, Wren rushed to place the final touches. He hit one, and leapt upon her. She yelped from surprise, but found instead of mauling, he was pulling blankets around them to wrap them up in one another’s heat.
Twisting under him, gooseflesh rubbed away by over-large hands, Wren sniffed at his neck. It was the only trick she’d found so far to calm herself when the killer was too near. The smell of him and the effect it had on her offered a much needed distraction.
She could reduce him down to the simplicity of Alpha. Not Caspian, the gangster with all power over Alec and Mikael’s future, who shared her with his men, and almost strangled her the day before.
He seemed to like her little habit, the way she would root and pant in air. Stilling, he did the same, inhaling sharply at her ear until his chest puffed and all that warmth whooshed out over her cheek.
It set her skin to shivering, Wren offering a purr in gratitude.
Screwing up her courage, she kissed him just like he’d asked before.
A single brush of her mouth and he jammed his tongue in, chasing after hers until she figured out the rhythm. It matched the hips rocking over her, the Alpha grinding his dripping cock into the soft skin of her belly.
He’d already had her, his men had already had her, there was nothing left to lose since her pride was gone and her cause was fresh. Everything she did was for the future of her family.
She spread her legs and in synchronicity, he crawled between them.
“Did my good girl just offer her pussy?” Sucking a trail down her neck, Caspian set his teeth to her flesh. “It better be wet if she did. Bad girls tease and get fucked dry.”
It was flooded, the nearness of the male as she’d built her nest, his scent, what she knew was to come… all of it having done the job of the growl.
Easing back so he might line up his glans with her slit, the male found the scent wafting up from her was heady with Omega slick. He didn’t spare her a smooth entry, his body seeming to lurch forward once alighted.