Chapter 13
DEVIN
I grin down at my spitfire little omega. Her eyes blaze as she strains against me, desperate for that O hovering just out of reach. At least for now she’s not stuck in her head.
It’s been agonizing trying to interact with her on this trip, only to be shut out. I wish she’d just tell me what her worries are. There’s no doubt we can puzzle through them together.
As far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing so insurmountable that we can’t make it work. True, the marriage is only mandatory for six months, but I’m not looking at things in the short term. When I said I do to this little omega, I meant until death separate us.
Hopefully, she takes our vows just as seriously. I’d hate to find out at the end of six months I was the only one giving it an honest try. Sliding my free hand around the back of her neck and up into her hair, I grip the strands by the roots and tip her head back.
Already her eyes take on a slightly hazy sheen as I control her, manipulate her. She’s made it very clear with her words that she’s not into this kinky stuff, but her body says otherwise. Perhaps that’s what the gulf is between us?
“Talk to me, baby,” I whisper against her lips. “Tell me what’s going on in that head of yours.”
She hesitates for a moment, pulling back as she blinks up at me. At first, I think the spell is shattered between us, but soon, she snuggles back in, using her body to tempt me to give her what she wants.
“I want to come,” she murmurs, her face taking on that adorable blush of hers.
“Oh, I know that. It’s very clear to me how badly you want to orgasm on my fingers.
I’ll tell you what. How about we play a little game?
When I get you into that cable car, I’ll spread you open on my lap and tease that desperate little clit of yours.
If you can come in the four minutes it takes to get to the bottom, you can have me do whatever you want to your body when we get to the hotel. ”
Her breaths come in delicate little pants as her eyes dilate just a touch more. “And if I can’t?”
My lips curve up into a wicked slash. “We get to do whatever I want.”
“Kinky stuff?”
“Fuck yeah, kinky stuff,” I growl. Before she can respond, I capture her lips with mine, shoving her hard against the stone.
Her soft whimpers as she claws at my chest go straight to my balls, tightening them to the point of pain. Pinpricks of pleasure stab through me as I grind against her hip, desperate for a little relief of my own.
Honestly, in this game, even if she wins, I’m not going to lose. It would be nice to hear from her own lips what she wants. And if she loses? Well, I will have more than enough fun tying her down to the bed and making her beg for her release.
Wrenching myself away, I help her straighten her dress, my cock pulsing as I know I’m going to mess the pretty fabric up very soon. She gives me a shy smile as she steps away, presumably to put some space between us. I don’t allow it.
With a soft growl, I wrap my arm around her waist, the possessive feelings surging through me as I lead her to the cable cars. People stand in line around us, shuffling back and forth as they wait for a free car.
It will ruin my plans to have to share a space with anyone. Sliding over to the man helping people on, I slip him some money, making it very clear my new bride gets anxious around strangers. It’s a lie, but certainly for a good cause.
When it’s our turn, Jessica turns beet red and refuses to look at me. Off to the side, others give knowing glances as they hide their smiles behind their hands. A chuckle rumbles in my chest as I hold my hand out, assisting her into the cab.
The moment it takes off, I haul her onto my lap and pull up the edge of her dress as my knees spread her thighs wide. She tries to hide her face as I expose her, but I won’t let her get away that easily.
“Look out at the beautiful scenery while I stroke this pretty little pussy,” I purr, wrapping my arm around her waist so she can’t get away.
“You’ve got four minutes, little slave. Are you going to come for me?
” With a flick of my fingers, I turn the vibrator up so it undulates against her sensitive inner walls.
“Y- yes, Master,” she cries out as my fingertips glide along her slickened clit. “I’m going to try.”
“That’s all I ask. ”
Our breaths come in rapid gasps, one in opposition to the other. Her body bows and twists as soft moans and cries pepper the air. We’re so close to the end, and so is she. But still, she doesn’t come.
Her thighs quiver around my legs as she rocks back and forth. I keep my rhythm steady, insistent, and relentless. “We’re almost there, love. How about you?”
“Close,” she cries out. Her body tensing. “So close.”
“What do you need?”
“Something. Anything. I- I don’t know.” There’s a panicked tinge to her tone, as if she really doesn’t want to lose.
It amuses me to watch her fight against my dominance so hard, and yet it’s the one thing that will send her over the edge. Tightening my hold around her waist, I growl in her ear, my lips curving into a smile as she shudders beneath me.
“You’re overthinking it, love. Just let go. Feel me touching you, owning you. Breathe for me. In and out. That’s it. That’s my good little slave.”
She whimpers, her body tensing even more. Just a bit closer. She’s almost there. I so badly want her to come, to win, and to learn that her body craves this, craves me.
“You’re going to come for me, slave.” I continue. “Is that understood?” I roughen my touch, pinching her clit just enough to give her a slice of pain.
“Yes, Master,” she howls, her body going ramrod.
Nonsensical sounds, whimpers, and words flow from her lips as she grinds against my hand. After a moment or two, her body explodes into a flurry of movement as she tips forward, planting her hands on my knees.
“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God,” she murmurs long and low. “Fuuuuuuuuck.”
After a few more moments, her movements stop until any extra stimulation on my part makes her jerk back with a soft whimper. And not a moment too soon. In a mad scramble, I slide her off my lap and help her compose herself.
“Thank you for using our cable car,” the attendant chirps as he opens the door. “I hope you have enjoyed your visit.”
Next to me, Jessica can only mumble her replied thanks. Giving the man a large grin, I nod and thank him profusely. My omega’s steps are a touch unsteady as I help her navigate away from the crowds.
“By the way. My name is Devin. Just in case you forgot.” She looks up at me, her brow furrowing in confusion.
“I know that.”
“Just wanted to make sure. You said, ‘Oh, God,’ but the name is Devin.”
Her laugh rings out against the older stone as she swats at my arm. God, what I would give to hear her laugh more often. Pulling her into my arms, I give her a soft kiss.
“You won,” I tease, pulling back away. “What is it you want from me?”
With a grin, she bites down on her lower lip and rises onto her tiptoes, leaning in as if she’s about to impart some great secret. However, a split second later, she jerks away as if I’ve burned her. Jessica’s nose juts up in the air as she sniffs.
I scent the air as well, looking for any sort of threat, but only smell a mixture of Alphas, betas, and omegas. “What-”
“Jessica?” A deep, masculine voice booms behind me, making the hairs on the back of my neck rise.
Turning, I slide my omega behind me and look this newcomer up and down. For an Alpha, the man is small. If he didn’t smell differently, I’d think he was a beta. Next to him, an omega looks around, her expression bored.
“Who are you?” I can’t seem to keep the growl out of my voice as I hunch down, prepared to protect my bride.
“I’m-”
“Alec.” A hint of sorrow threads through Jessica’s voice as she pushes me out of the way. “I- I don’t understand. Why are you here?”
He glances over at me for a moment before grabbing the other omega by the arm. “I got matched. You know that.”
“Yes,” she grinds out, the pain evident in that one syllable. “I know that. But why are you here ? Greece…” she swallows. “Greece was our thing.”
This must be the ex she mentioned. Narrowing my eyes, I cross my arms, making myself a show of force behind my omega.
“Jess. You had to understand. It’s just Greece.”
“Just. Greece.” Her body bristles as she clenches her hands into fists by her side. “Just Greece? I… We… There were plans.”
“Plans? Babe. Come on.”
I refuse to stand by while my omega is clearly hurting. Pulling her to my chest, I wrap my arm around her shoulders, hugging her tight. “You will refrain from referring to my bride with any pet names. That honor is no longer yours.”
He snorts and crosses his arms. “Seems six months really is too long for you to hold out. Or was it just me?”
I glance down at Jessica and note the redness in her face. “What is he-”
She pushes forward, almost breaking out of my grasp. “ You blocked my messages. You didn’t even talk to me. You didn’t let me. Let me-”
“What was I supposed to do?” he roars, stepping forward.
On instinct, I drag Jessica back and bare my teeth. “That’s close enough.”
“Let me guess,” he continues. “You fucked him the moment you left the ceremony. Didn’t you?” Fury fills his gaze as he growls at my wife.
I grab Jessica and turn us around, giving my back to the Alpha. “Eyes on me, Jessica,” I command, tipping her face up. “Eyes on me.”
The moment she looks up, her expression guts me. Sorrow, anger, and hatred all war for precedence. “I’m sorry. I-”
“Do not apologize. Do you wish for me to dispatch of him, or do you want to do it?”
“Y- you’re giving me a choice?” Her gaze shifts to one of confusion.
“Yes. I’m not an ogre,” I tease, attempting to diffuse the situation.
“Forget this,” Alec spits out.
“No.” Jessica cries. “I won’t.” I move, allowing my omega to push past me. “How could you?” she sobs.
As much as I want to gather her back into my arms and protect her from the nasty feelings swirling inside, she has to do this herself.