Chapter 5
Ilanded on the bed belly-first, my cheek smashed to the comforter. Cade’s hand clasped my nape, and he pinned me down. Using every bit of strength I could muster, I tried to push and kick, but his leg tangled with mine, allowing no movement.
My breaths came harshly and explosively, but as tired as I was, I didn’t stop trying to push up. With a few tugs of my dress, he had it around my stomach, then he yanked my panties down, and slammed his fingers inside me.
Sweet, blessed relief.
But I’d die before admitting it.
I cried out, my hips wiggling to ask for more. He scissored his fingers and rubbed the walls of my sex.
“You like me touching your wet pussy like this?”
I didn’t answer, not wanting to give him the pleasure of my surrender. His grip on the nape of my neck tightened until it pinched, and the thrust of his fingers slowed. I tried to push up from the bed, but he held me still.
“Answer me,” he breathed, and started to pull his fingers out, bringing with them a gush of slick.
“Yes!” I shouted, muffled from my cheek smashed against the comforter.
His chuckle only served to turn me on more. Cade slid his fingers out of my channel and slathered slick along my shaved sex. Even that was hot.
“Beg me for release, Omega.” He shoved them back inside me.
My cries grew closer and closer, and my channel clasped his fingers, then he stopped. I wanted to come. I wanted more of his cum and to rub it all over me.
“Please,” I hissed between my teeth, unable to hide the anger.
Cade laughed again, but I didn’t care how smug he sounded. He pulled his fingers out and rolled me over. I stared up at the ceiling, unmoving and aching.
He leaned forward, propping his fist next to my head. His smile widened, turning it into a snarl of brilliantly white teeth.
Knees pressed against my inner legs, and I spread them to give him access. I wanted him so badly. I wanted relief only an Alpha could give me. The very relief I’d never been allowed.
I couldn’t look away from his cold, cruel gaze. He put two of his wet fingers into his mouth and withdrew them. His eyelids lowered, then he moaned, thrusting his hips and grinding his hard shaft against my thigh.
He suddenly exploded across my bare inner thigh. Cum spurted across my skin, and I was so so close. I just needed some pressure—
Before I could slide my hand over my needy flesh, he gripped my wrist and forced it onto the bed.
I fought him, but he didn’t soften even a little.
Whimpers spilled free without control. The needy sounds that reached my ears were embarrassing but uninhibited.
Desperation clawed at my chest, urging for sweet relief.
“I need—” I cut myself off, not liking the smirk that crossed his face. He wasn’t going to give me what I desperately wanted. “Bastardo,” I spat. “Te odio, perro pendejo.”
He burst into a full on chortle.
My chest heaved with each of my breaths.
I lay there as his eyes glittered with glee.
Cade swiped a finger along my inner thigh, collecting his seed.
Even the sight of it made my mouth water.
I ground my molars so I wouldn’t beg for that too.
Snagging my gaze, he rubbed his fingers on my Scent Gland at my neck.
A stupid, possessive Alpha move that would make it clear I’d been fucking around with them.
Yet, he hadn’t even given me his knot. I stayed frozen, studying his expression.
He looked happy about tormenting me. Withdrawing his hand, he shoved the two fingers between my lips.
It was so sudden I sat there like an idiot.
His coffee taste exploded on my tongue. It took every ounce of strength for me not to moan like a needy bitch.
“Wipe them clean,” he murmured, voice fused with gruff humor.
I stayed as still as possible, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me maddened for their cum. And that was what it would be; a madness, an aphrodisiac. Even so, my belly swirled with excitement that spiked downward and made me wet.
He straightened, breaking the spell I’d been snagged by, then zipped up and buttoned his gray slacks.
I sat up and gawked at the volume of cum glistening against my inner thigh and sex. With the end of my dress, I was about to swipe the liquid away, but he grabbed my wrist, stopping me.
“Leave it.” His eyes narrowed, and the threat was easy to hear. I swallowed hard, but masked my fear with a sneer and yanked my arm out of his wrist. “We’ll be leaving soon.”
Cade reached for the panties dangling from my ankle. “I’ll take these.” He grinned and pocketed them.
That was all he said before he strode away, going through the door. I sat, stunned.
The downfall of Omegas: we were weak for Alphas. And when they were a Scent Match? I had no fucking chance.
Even our speaking interaction had more fire than my heavy make-out sessions with Roberto.
I hadn’t been allowed to go to an Omega academy. Instead, my father had a tutor teach me everything I needed to know about myself, my needs, and Alphas. Especially how to please them.
My tutor, a middle-aged Omega, had been the one to introduce me to Roberto in order to demonstrate an Alpha’s knot, but under no circumstances was I to lose my virginity. That was why I’d had only a few stolen moments of privacy with Roberto.
I exhaled and pinched the bridge of my nose. The taste of coffee, sin, and everything I could ever want lingered on my tongue. It was a false promise. Anger cleared my thoughts of the cobwebs woven by those damned Alphas.
Scooting to the edge of the bed until my feet landed on the ground, I eyed the other door in the room, the one next to the closet that I assumed was the bathroom.
Cade could order me not to clean up all he wanted, but it didn’t mean I’d listen.
The knob didn’t turn. Those assholes locked the bathroom door too?
Giving me access to a bathroom was the bare minimum they could do, especially after shoving me in the closet. I slumped with my back against the locked door. It was so quiet . . . and empty.
This was my chance to find a way to escape. I was on my feet and running to the window in the bedroom. Cade’s cum between my legs made everything slippery. Fuck it. I swiped the inside of my dress across the creamy liquid that tasted too good for my mental state.
At the window, I wiggled the latch. Of course it wasn’t an easy flip.
I pressed my palm to the windowpane. It was thin.
I peeked down and found rose bushes at the bottom.
We must be on the edge of a rise because although the house was huge, it was a single floor.
Maybe I could break it. If I had a chance to jump—
A half grunt, half scoff from behind me caused me to whirl. Rafe stared at me, arms crossed and bulging under his white shirt.
“I didn’t know you were here,” I blurted.
No sniveling. I straightened, refusing to back away as he neared. He was a damn beast, and the closer he got, the more I desired to bolt. His silence was eerie, and he still didn’t say anything as he grabbed my arm.
“Were you watching?” I accused.
Rafe toted me like a toy, tossed me into the closet, and locked it from the outside. The thuds of the locks being slid into place made me want to wither.
What was I going to do?
I brought my fist down on the wood like it would do anything. At most, it helped channel my frustration.
I paced to the end of the closet, which consisted of about six strides, then back. Cade mentioned that we’d go somewhere tonight, but it looked like I’d be left in the dark until it was time to leave. Using my palm, I rubbed my arms up and down to warm myself.
Fuck this aching need.
If I had it satiated, at least it would allow me to think. If I could use them to satisfy my need, then I would. But it wouldn’t change the outcome. I would still leave them behind.
Protecting myself was the priority.