Chapter 26
Caleb
I ’m in big fucking trouble. That much I know by the way my Omega is staring at me with pure murder radiating from her eyes.
Not really sure why just yet, though.
What I do know is that I’m tied to a chair in a room that I’m almost positive she uses to kill her victims.
I know I shouldn’t be turned on right now—I very well might die here soon—but she’s so fucking sexy.
Oh, and my head is fucking pounding.
The last thing I remember before waking up was smelling her, my cock harding at the sweet candy apple scent.
Then my crazy little vixen chloroformed me.
“Hey, Baby Girl.” I lick my chapped lips as I blink my heavy eyes. “Wanna tell me why I’m all tied up like this? Not that I’m complaining, I told you I’m into anything.” I grin.
“No!” she growls, her hand coming up to point a blade at me. “No trying to distract me with that panty-melting smile. You’re in big fucking trouble.”
“I’ve gathered.” I nod my head. “May I ask why?”
“No.” She narrows her eyes at me. “Because you know why.”
I really don’t. One minute I was at the West Brook Medical Center to interview a nurse for an investigation I’m working on, and the next I’m here.
“How was your day? Did things at the school go well?”
Maybe if I distract her, I can calm her down. It’s not that I’m against her using that pretty shiny knife in her hand on me, I’d just rather it be used for fun, rather than her slicing off my cock or stabbing me in the neck with it.
Fucked up thing is, the last thought I’d have if she did kill me is how fucking majestic she looks when she’s all stabby.
Her eyes light up, and I hold back a smile. “It was awesome.” She grins. “The kids are pretty cool. I didn’t see those little snot-nose brats,” she huffs. “Guess that's a good thing for them. But I did see Carter. Ugh, I just want to kidnap him and keep him.” She sighs heavily. “But Jake says no.” She rolls her eyes. God, she's adorable . “So I guess I’ll just have to go and visit more. Surprise Jake with lunch dates. Since Carter is going to be eating in Jake’s class again, I’ll make sure to bring some of his favorite things.”
I can see the anger in her visibly dissipating. Ok, this is going well.
“That would be nice. Carter is a good kid,” I comment.
“He is!” she agrees.
“What did you do after you left the school?”
“I was restless. You and Walker were at work, and I didn’t want to just pace around the house and get in Leroy’s way when he has to focus on the baby, so I moved my next kill up on my timeline. It was fun. I showed off my mark.” She smiles brightly. But then it falls. “He didn’t like it,” she huffs. “He was jealous. After I was done with him, your sister and Lucy asked to hang out, and I needed some girl time, so I went over there.”
“That must have been fun. I know you’ve been missing them.”
“It was.” She nods, the blade in her hand lowering. My damn heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest here soon. I need to tread lightly. “But Duchess had work. She asked if I wanted to tag along, but I'd already spent like an hour scrubbing blood out from underneath my nails. I know using gloves could help, but it’s not the same, you know? I like the warm feeling against my fingertips as it flows. It’s not the same with gloves.”
“I’d bet it’s not.” I nod along. It’s kind of frightening how casually she talks about death and killing, but it also makes my cock painfully hard to know this deadly, powerful Omega is mine.
“So, I thought it was time to go home. I was on my way to get some lunch for me and Leroy.”
Oh fuck. I’m guessing that's when she ran into me.
I watch as her body stiffens again. Her captivating yet cold, murderous eyes meet mine, and I swallow hard.
“But then I got a little sidetracked,” she growls. “I was at a red light, and guess who I saw?”
“I’d never tell you what to do, but you really shouldn’t be driving. You don’t have a license. If you get pulled over, they will take you in,” I point out, trying to divert her attention yet again.
“And I’d slit their fucking throats,” she snaps. “I’m not stupid, I know what you're doing. Stop trying to distract me.”
“Not stupid, Baby Girl, never stupid. I’m just trying to buy myself some time.” I groan, closing my eyes as a new wave of fucked up fear and arousal washes over me. What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Time for what? What do you need to do before I chop your dick off and put it on the fucking living room mantle.” She jumps out of the chair, sending it crashing to the ground, and is on me in the blink of an eye. She has a blade to my throat as I suck in a breath. “Now, tell me why you were with a woman today, Caleb. I saw you. Laughing and smiling. At another fucking woman!”
She’s so mad, she’s vibrating. I’m so confused and aroused at the same time. She’s jealous and god, it’s fucking sexy. I love her possessiveness. My throat aches for her to sink her teeth into it and mark me as hers. She’s not the only one who would be parading their new mark around like it’s a golden ticket to Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.
“What woman?” I ask. Because I was working all day. I sure as fuck wasn’t out spending time with another woman.
“Don’t fucking ‘what woman’ me, Caleb!” she shouts, pressing the blade harder against my throat.
It’s really not the right time for this, but I let out a moan—like a loud lustful one—when it cuts my throat, the sting of pain going straight to my dick.
If it wasn’t for her perfume filling the space around us, you wouldn’t know she’s turned on by the sound I just made, not with the way her face is masked with murder.
“I saw you. I saw you in the parking lot of that damn medical center with her. The tall, fucking runway model with black hair. Ring a bell?”
Wait. Is she talking about Lacy? Oh fuck, she is.
“It’s not what you think.” Yeah, that sounds convincing and not at all what people who are cheating would say. But I wasn’t cheating, I’d gladly chop off my own cock and hand it to her before I’d ever be with another woman.
“Then what way would it be?” she asks, straddling my lap while keeping the blade against my throat.
My eyes roll back at the friction of her sitting on my erection, and a pleasure-filled groan slips free.
She rocks against me and my cock jerks, balls growing heavy as my knot starts to throb.
“She’s my partner,” I pant out, my mind growing fuzzy. All I want right now is for her to pull my pants down, ride my cock and tell me I’m her good little whore.
“You're what?!” she snarls.
Fuck. “My work partner. She’s a cop, like me. She’s nothing more than that to me, I promise.”
“You laugh and joke around with all your co-workers like that?” she asks, glaring down at me.
“Ah... yes?” I’m not going to lie. It’s who I am. I’m friendly. Fuck, it might get me killed if I don’t watch myself.
She says nothing, but continues to glare at me.
“The only partner you need is me, do you understand me?” she asks, voice low and a little frightening.
“Yes,” I answer. “Only you, baby.”
It’s really hard to think when she’s grinding against my cock. Fuck. I want her so badly. I’m ready to beg her to do anything she wants to me as long as she doesn’t stop touching me.
She removes the blade from my throat. My eyes close as I let out a sigh of relief.
“You’re a sick little fuck, aren’t you?” She laughs softly as my cock twitches beneath her. “You're as hard as a rock, Caleb. You like pain?”
“Only when you're causing it.” Licking my lips, I look up at her with lust-filled eyes.
She grins, and fuck, it’s gorgeous.
“I could have so much fun with you,” she purrs.
“Do it,” I pant out, so fucking desperate. “Do whatever you want with me.”
“I’d be careful giving away that kind of control, Caleb.” She tsks. “Might not end the way you want it to.”
“I don’t care. You own me, Baby Girl. I’m yours to do with as you please.” I groan. “Hurt me, fuck me, use me—I don’t care.”
At that moment, I’m hit with a powerful wave of her perfume. My eyes roll back, and I do the very thing I made fun of Jake for, and cum in my pants.
My cock pulses, filling my boxers with warm, sticky cum.
I whimper— fucking whimper— when she gets off me, missing her touch instantly.
She tsks again. “Such a naughty boy.” I watch as she kneels down on the ground in front of me. “Making a mess.” She shakes her head.
My chest heaves as she reaches for my jeans and unzips them, pulling my still hard cock out. It’s covered in my cum.
The way she looks at it, like she’s a starved woman, makes me groan.
“I should make you clean this up.” She tilts her head to the side as she pumps my length in her soft hand. I try to thrust into her grip, but growl in frustration when I can’t move. She laughs, her eyes dancing with the joy she’s getting out of messing with me. I love seeing her like this. “But, because I’m a very nice Omega, I’ll do it for you.”
“Please,” I beg. It comes out as a pathetic plea, and I don’t even care. I’m fucking gone for this girl. I’ll be her little bitch, beg on my knees and lick her fucking boots if I have to.
“Mhhmm,” she hums as she leans forward. “You beg so nicely.” My breathing quickens with her mouth so close to the tip of my cock. I’m gripping the arms of the chair so tightly that I could snap them. She stops, hovering over the tip, and looks up at me with a smirk.
I groan, letting my head fall back in frustration.
My little Omega laughs, loving my pain.
“Maybe I shouldn’t. Maybe I should let you sit here in your own mess with your cock hard between your legs with no release.”
“No.” My head snaps up, eyes widening as I frantically shake my head. “Please, no. Baby Girl, I’ll do anything. Anything you want.”
“Anything?” She raises a brow, squeezing my cock.
I grunt, nodding. “Anything.”
“Ditch the girl,” she growls, and I hiss in pain at the hold she has on my dick. “Tell your boss, or whoever the fuck is in charge of assigning partners, that you want a new one or you’ll work alone.”
“She’s on the same case as me,” I pant out.
“I don’t fucking care,” she snaps. “Have her replaced. Because I swear to god, Caleb, I’ll fucking kill her if I see you with her any longer than it takes to pass by her at work. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.” I nod my head. “Yes, fuck. She’s gone. Dead to me.”
“Good boy,” she praises. Her words make me melt. Never thought I was into praise, but hey, we learn something new everyday, right.
“Oh fuck!” I moan as she takes my cock into her mouth, swallowing me in one go. The tip hits the back of her throat, but she doesn’t gag. No, she hums, moaning while her tongue caresses my shaft as she licks me clean.
She bobs her head, sucking and lapping. It’s messy and noisy and the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“So much cum.” She licks her lips after popping off my cock. “It’s everywhere.” She holds my dick up and laps at my knot, cleaning it too before biting it.
I shout, pleasure spiking through my body. The little brat laughs.
“Has anyone had this inside them?” she asks me, a dark look in her eyes. She means my knot, not my cock. I’m not a virgin, far from it, but I’ve never knotted another person before.
“No.” I shake my head. “Never.”
“Really? You're telling me you’ve never been with another Omega before?”
Fuck. I swallow hard and pray she doesn’t stab me. “I have.” Her eyes flash with jealousy. So damn hot, but also really terrifying right now. “But!” I’m quick to say. “I’ve never knotted them; that is too personal for me, too intimate. I never wanted that with them.”
“But you do with me?” she asks.
“Yes,” I say urgently. “Only with you. I want to shove my knot so deep inside you, lock you to me for fucking hours. I can’t get enough of you, Savvy. I want to live inside you. Any time you're away from me, I feel like I’m going mad.”
The way her eyes light up tells me I’ve said the right thing. But it’s all true. I’d never lie to her, or tell her what she wants to hear to save my own ass.
“Still. You lied to me, Caleb. You had a female partner, and you never said anything. You know how I feel about you and the guys being around other women who are not family. I’m jealous and possessive. You’re mine. All fucking mine. No one else should even think for a second that they have a chance with you. I know how cock hungry Omegas are. Even for Alphas who aren’t theirs. But not me. Never me. Because the only men I’ve ever wanted, the only ones I’ve ever been attracted to in my life, are the men in our Pack.”
Fuck, knowing she’s never wanted any other men, only my pack and me, sends this possessive, smug pride through me. I could tell her Lacy is gay, she has a wife and kid at home, but Savvy is right. I’m not going to argue with her. I’m not going to make her think I’m trying to defend my actions. I knew I had a female partner, and I didn’t tell her. I didn’t even think of it, and that's on me. As soon as we get out of here, I’ll go down to the station and ask to be switched. If they won’t, I’ll quit, simple as that. Savvy’s wants and needs come first, and I’ll never put her in a position where she feels she’s not my main priority, with the exception of our kids.
“Then punish me,” I moan. “Remind me who I belong to. Who owns me. Don’t take it easy on me, Savvy. Make it hurt.”
The grin that takes over her lips tells me this is going to be a long night. I very well might not make it out of here in one piece, but I can’t fucking wait to see where this goes.