Chapter Twenty-Nine
Ifeel more tense than usual as we pull up to our newest club. For days, my pack and I have been heat-deep.
Even though there is a part of a heat that is draining, it also was refreshing in a way.
Because in Valley’s nest, all that mattered was her. I was able to get lost in my Omega. My mind was able to clear itself, focusing only on her and seeing her through her heat.
Reality always seems to find a time to come crashing down on you.
I open the car door with more force than I needed to as I quickly take in the scene before me. It's a complete replica to every single other scene we were painstakingly analysing not even a week ago.
“Where is boss man?” Jaiden asks, coming to stand beside Conall and I.
“Our Omega just came out of heat. We couldn’t leave her alone so early on. Vic stayed behind to be with her,” Conall replies.
Jaiden's eyes widen, looking at us in shock, just as surprised as we were when he told us to go.
Never in all the years we have been a pack has Vic ever stayed behind. Its unexpected but about fucking time.
It has been hard for Vic to let go of situations and just let Conall and I handle it. He has control issues, especially when it comes to the Syndicate.
But, Valley’s influence is already changing him for the better.
That’s the benefits of a true scent match.
While Gwen was our scent match, Valley is different.
Maybe it's because she is our second, or maybe because she is something more. It feels that way at least.
Turning my attention back to the situation at hand, I listen carefully as Jaiden explains everything to us in detail. It’s nothing that we haven’t heard before though.
Omega found behind a dumpster. The word ‘mine’ carved into her torso. Bruises and signs of rape evident amongst the blood covering her flesh.
I sigh as Jaiden says he will send through the case file for us to add to the rest.
The car ride back to the house is bleak.
It's hard to feel that post heat happiness when this has very quickly dampened it.
I guess there is no rest for the wicked.
“Quicker, men! My daughter-in-law can level her enemies quicker than you lot even while pregnant. Fucking move! Harder, quicker, smarter!” I yell at the new lot of recruits.
Normally, Ledger is given the newest arrivals until they have been weeded out and ready for the next stage.
But today, I needed more.
After getting back from the latest Omega scene, we have spent hours going through surveillance, ‘interviewing’ potential suspects and doing our best to get into the head of the killer.
It's tolling.
We are all exhausted. Especially, Valley.
After Kennedy and Jax dropped Amity off after having her for the length of the heat, our girl has been run into the ground.
She refused to take time off to rest after her heat. She claimed that she had already rest enough, no matter how much we protested.
Late nights have become our new norm. Coffee has been our only saving grace at being able to keep us somewhat alert and functioning.
It doesn’t help sugarcoat the fact Valley already wants to return back to work. While it has been enough time since the end of her heat, the idea of her not being able to have us with her 24/7 is unthinkable.
Vic has already added more security measures to the club. More guards at doors, cameras covering every point of the club and a vetting process at the door.
It's over the top, but necessary.
Especially considering our heart will be there.
I had never given much thought into my scent match being a stripper. I never really thought much about another potential partner after Gwen. But given how much Valley’s face lights up when she dances, it’s impossible to not support her; even if she is dancing for other men.
Because at the root of it all, dancing is what gave Valley her freedom.
It gave her the ability to support both her and Amity after she ran from the Andrews pack.
It became more than just a way for her to live.
It became a hobby. A place that she is able to interact with other women, a lot from situations like hers.
It's her sanctuary and it would be wrong to take that from her just because we don’t want other men to see her body.
My attention quickly turns from my thoughts as the scent of cherries hits me. Turning my head, I find my girl walking towards me. Her hair is up in a messy bun with a few strands framing her face.
Her outfit is simple; a singlet top and jean shorts with strappy flats, but she is still as beautiful as ever.
Fuck, she could wear a hessian sack and would still be the most beautiful person in the room.
Her face lights up when she sees me and makes her way over. From the corner of my eye, I find a few of the soldiers turning their heads and ogling her.
Immediately, I am on edge.
The moment Valley is within reach, I pull her into me, pulling her face to mine and drowning myself in all that is her.
We break away from each other eventually. She smiles up at me with a dazed look on her face–one that says she wants more. I chuckle, brushing one of the strands of hair from her face.
“Hey, baby,” I whisper.
She chuckles, shaking her head, “Hey, yourself. Putting on a show for your men are we? I didn’t expect you to be into voyeurism."
“When it comes to you, I’m into everything,” I tease but am forced to suck in a breath as Valley perfumes for me. Pulling her closer—something that is almost impossible—I bend down, my nose touching the side of her neck where her scent gland is.
It's the same spot I plan on putting my claiming bite so everyone can see that she is mine.
I breathe her in, feeling my eyes go dark as the oxygen in my lungs is overrun by the potency of her. It's addictive and certainly the beginning of my downfall but I can’t seem to find the will to care. Let me drown in her. I would die a happy Alpha.
Adding fuel to the fire, Valley rolls her body against mine. A groan escapes my throat as I grip her ass, pulling her into me even more.
Feeling eyes on the both of us, I lift my head finding our newest recruits staring at the two of us.
“Dismissed,” I growl, the sound instantly making the men and women jolt back to attention as they start to scramble.
“And,” I begin, my growl dropping a further octave until I sound otherworldy, “Next time any of you fucks make eyes at my girl, you will fucking lose them.”
The scent of fear sours the room and I can’t help but smile in glee as my promise hits its mark.
“Fuck,” Valley groans drawing my attention back too her. Her eyes have darkened with lust, her breath quickening as she sucks in oxygen.
“I didn’t think violence would ever turn me on like this,” she breathes. I chuckle darkly as I lift Valley up into my body. She yelps but wraps her legs and arms around me.
“I think it's time to introduce you to the darkside,” I whisper in her ear, chuckling as goosebumps travel over her skin.
Slamming the door open to the torture room beneath the warehouse, I walk straight towards the chains hanging from the ceiling.
Dropping Valley back to her feet, I find her arms, lifting them one by one to secure them in the chains.
She remains silent which is a good thing. I don’t think any words that I would have tried right now would be tangible. I am too worked up.
All because Valley is feeding my inner demons, even if she is doing it unknowingly.
I don’t really know what first drew my attention to the BDSM lifestyle. All I know is, I love the control it gives me. Knowing that you have that person at your mercy. Holding their pleasure over them until the time is right. And finally, watching as ecstasy floods them.
Once the chains are in place, I turn my attention to her clothes. Gripping the fabric at the centre of Valley’s chest, I rip the fabric apart and quickly snap the straps of both the singlet and the bra. With a quick snap of fingers, the latter falls to her feet, leaving her chest bare for me.
Even though I spent days with her naked, the thrill it gives me seeing her like this doesn’t fade. She is the woman of my dreams. So fucking beautiful, it becomes painful to look at her sometimes.
I trail my fingers down her torso, watching as she squirms beneath my touch. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as I reach the waist band of her pants.
In a matter of seconds, Valley is strung up before me, completely naked.
While I want to push Valley’s body to the extremes, I know this first time needs to be slow. Chains are enough for now.
Besides, I want her in my bed the next time we play.
I give myself a moment to breathe her in. I watch her intently, admiring the way her body reacts. The way her breathing continues in rapid pants. The slight twitch of her thighs that she longs to rub together against her aching core. The tremor in her body as she waits for my next move.
She is just as desperate as me.
Just as much of a slave to her needs as I am.
But this time, she has a master. A puppeteer that will command her body and pleasure.
“The three of us have been having mixed feelings about you going back to the club,” I murmur as I start walking around her dangling body.
“You can’t stop me from going back there, Olis. Just because we are doing…”
She trails off trying to find the right word. Not being able to find it, she shakes her head with a huff, “Well, whatever the fuck we are doing, doesn’t mean you have some kind of control over my body.”
Holding up a finger, I come around to stand directly in front of her.
“That is where you are misplaced in your thinking, baby. Because it's not you working or dancing that we have a problem with. It's the people you are dancing for.”
She sighs, clearly seeing where we are coming from.
“You know that I don’t dance for them, right?”
I nod, taking a step into her until our bodies are flush with each other.
“I know, Valley. But that doesn’t ease the beast inside the three of us. We want those fuckers to know that you are ours. That while you are dancing up on that stage, it's our bed that you come home to. Our cocks that you ride at the end of the night. That it’s our knots you lock down on. Ours.”
Her eyes heat, looking up at me. With zero hesitation, she knocks the breath completely out of my lungs.
“What are you waiting for then? Take me. Make me yours.”
Time seems to evade me as I stare at Valley with a mixture of wonder, want and love.
Fuck, she is destorying me. Every single last bit of me that I have been holding back to appear as some kind of sane human is being destroyed. All by her.
With only a few words, she officially unleashed the beast, turning me feral in a matter of seconds.
She gasps, watching the transformation right before my eyes.
I feel the change happen through my body painstakingly. The Alpha roars, delighting in his Omega and her demands of him. Ones that he is all too willing to fulfill.
I pop the button of my jeans, hearing the metal ting against the wall. I pull them down just enough that my cock can spring free.
Because there isn’t enough time.
I need her. More than I need air.
Gripping either side of Valley’s hips, I lift and step into her groan as she slides down easily on my cock.
Her responding gasp gets caught in her throat at the same moment I lift her off me again and drop her onto my shaft.
“Fuck, Olis. Fuck!” she yells, her nails digging into my shoulders. The breaking of my flesh beneath her grip has me roaring in pleasure as my knot batters against her swollen lips.
I’ve always loved a bit of pain with my pleasure.
Abruptly, I stop, settling Valley down on her feet. Valley’s eyes widen and she gasps, her features turning into a frown as I take a step from her.
She’s pissed. Rightfully so. Her pussy was like a vice grip, clamping down around me in the lead up to the orgasm I just denied her.
“What the fuck, Olis!” she yells, whacking a hand into my shoulder. My responding chuckle only has her face reddening further as I look down upon her.
Quicker than either of us can blink, my hand snaps up, gripping Valley’s throat.
“Present for your Alpha,” I growl, sending a shiver down Valley’s body. I feel her throat bob beneath my grip as I hold her in place, waiting for her to bend to my will. Her eyes are heated as I watch the internal fight.
The Omega side of her wants to submit. It's in every single facet of her nature.
But Valentina? The woman I have so quickly fell in love with fights against the act. No, the woman I love doesn’t bend to the will of an Alpha. After what it has taken her to get here, not even the promise of ecstasy is enough to get her to submit for me.
No, my precious Omega will fight me every step. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.