Chapter 13
THIRTEEN
KNOX
Thistle arrived at my office at five on the dot, just like I’d told her to.
I looked up from my work and did a double take.
I’d already seen what she was wearing—I’d chosen it—yet I was still caught off guard by how much my instincts kicked into high gear as I saw her in something marking her as mine.
It was a black lace dress, simple but beautiful on her, with thin straps holding it up. She’d chosen to opt out of a bra, it seemed, by the soft peak of her nipples through the fabric, but her chest wasn’t full enough to reveal too much with the plunging neckline. It was made of a soft fabric with a snug fit down to her waist, loosening to gentle pleats at the bottom where it reached her thighs.
I’d given her a number of shoes to choose from, and she’d picked a pair of knee-high boots with tops fitted enough they looked like stockings.
Her other choices were just as captivating, and her violet eyes held mine defiantly as I examined her. Her makeup was simple, if not the usual choice of the elite I usually spent time with. Instead of rouge lipstick, bold contouring, and brows, she had messy, thick mascara, a smudge of black liner beneath her eyes, and only a touch of pink blush on her cheeks and nose. Her raven hair was up in two buns, each loose and a little lopsided, and a few strands were free to frame her face.
The collar and thin chain still hung around her neck, and it suited the look even more.
“You got so pretty for me,” I said, beckoning her toward me.
Her lips pursed, as if she wasn’t sure what to make of that as she crossed my office.
“For that, I will give you a chance to win Rogue his freedom,” I told her, tugging open a side drawer of my desk and plucking a small key from it.
Her eyes went wide, and I had to catch her before she sank down onto her knees right there.
“Later.” I grinned, tapping the key on her nose before putting it into my pocket.
For a moment, she looked upset, but she shook it off, her expression turning impressively neutral, even as I pulled her down onto my lap.
“I have a few more things to sort out before we’re ready to go.”
First was the collar.
She’d come to me with that, but I wanted her in mine.
I opened the black box on my desk and withdrew a golden metal collar, slim and more comfortable. It had a thin chain which was extended right now. I undid the one on her neck, and she shivered as I ran my thumb along her skin. I loved how she reacted to me when she so desperately didn’t want to.
I attached the collar and chain, then withdrew the full length out and fixed the other side to a matching golden band on my wrist.
She examined it, tugging on the chain with a frown like she wasn’t sure what to think.
From the velvet-lined box, I took another two little cuffs, lifting each of her arms gently and securing them on her wrists, pleased with how perfectly they fit.
She eyed the two small jewel-studded rings that were attached to each. “What are they for?” she asked.
“You’ll find out,” I said with a smile. “First. Rules of the night.”
At those words, I had her undivided attention.
“New rules?”
“Some.” I smiled. “You are free to see what happens when you push my boundaries as you settle—any punishments you rack up are enjoyable for me, but during events like tonight, that stops.”
She narrowed her eyes, and I could practically see her trying to figure out if this was as serious as I made it sound, or another big red button for her to try to push.
“You don’t speak to anyone but me. You will not meet the eyes of any other Alpha in the room. You will not touch anyone else, and if I ask you to do something, you do it without question. Any disobedience, any attitude, any trip up, the punishment will go straight to Rogue, and I will not be kind to him. Do you understand?”
It was crucial she did. I had to take her tonight, but she had to be an extension of my presence. I would not risk her piquing the individual interest of any one of the monsters we crossed tonight, and that was already a losing battle, given who she was.
Violet galaxies were fixed on me, a bottomless well of curiosity as she stared up at me, trying to process that.
I held her chin firmly. “Do you understand?”
“Perfectly,” she said, nose creased with distaste. “You want them to know I’m your pet.”
“I do,” I said, though it was half a lie. I felt an undeniable thrill at the idea of showing the world she belonged to me, but of all the audiences I would have chosen, this was not the one.
“Can you manage that?”
She pursed her lips with a nod.
“Good girl,” I said, leaning down and brushing my lips along her neck. I gripped her waist, drawing her closer. “And if you’re good all night, then after, you can earn Rogue that key.”
My cock twitched at the feral little growl she let out as my teeth clamped down on her neck, just enough to pinch. It wasn’t an official bite, but it would leave a mark. Her fists closed in my shirt, her cool scent of frosted moonflower getting heavy in the air. I liked the way it looked beside the faded pink scars of the bite I knew must be left by Ace.
“Well, we’re almost ready to go,” I said, lifting her as I stood and steadying her on her feet. “But first…” I turned her around gently, hands on her hips as I stepped us right up to my desk’s edge.
“Bend over, beautiful.” The Alpha bark caught her by surprise, and she followed it without question. Before she could fight, I’d pressed my hand to the small of her back, stopping any resistance in its tracks.
Fuck.
That was a sight.
For a moment, all sanity abandoned me, and I imagined tugging my cock out, grabbing her hips, and driving down deep into her tight little cunt until she was sobbing my name.
She was tense beneath me, breathing heavily as if she could feel that need—my scent was undoubtedly giving it away.
Instead, I steadied my rampaging hormones.
Not yet.
That wasn’t how I wanted to claim her for the first time. “Spread those legs for me,” I growled.
If I used too many Alpha commands in a row, it was easier for her to fight them, but she did as I asked almost instantly, shifting her ankles further apart. I felt her submission too, the way my words closed like a vice around her will—the way she bent beneath it.
That had begun last night, and I was pleased to see it hadn’t ended. With every orgasm, the further I pushed her, the more she shattered beneath my commands.
She was mine, and even bratty as she was, she knew it too.
I pushed for one more to see if I could. “Arms behind your back.”
This time, she hesitated, a little whine of frustration rising in her chest, but her arms had moved before her mind could catch up—enough that it was easy for me to take her wrists in my grip. I took the two golden hoops attached to her cuffs and pressed them together, easily locking them in place.
She tugged on them, body suddenly tense as she understood her predicament, but I was already lifting her hips, so she was properly over the desk. She was so small, it meant her feet only touched the ground by the tips of her toes. It also meant, with her hands bound behind, she couldn’t move.
Taking advantage of that, I rested my weight against her legs, so she couldn’t shift even an inch backward, and twisted the chain in my hand, dragging her toward me. She whimpered, feeling my hard-on pressed against her heat as I forced her to arch.
“You don’t seem the kind of Omega who has a hard time fighting Alpha commands,” I taunted, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to her shoulder. She struggled as my free hand wrapped around her body, slipping between her dress and twisting her nipple.
She let out a high-pitched sound that was half vicious, half pathetic, as I lowered her down and straightened, not freeing her from feeling my arousal.
“Do you know how hard it is, not to fuck your sweet little holes when they’re all laid out for me like this?” I asked, using my palm to press her dress up over her hips, revealing the smooth pale skin of her ass.
Fuck.
It would be so easy.
One movement and I would be stretching out that cunt like it was begging for. I could see the glistening slick barely contained by the black lace thong.
Instead, I shifted it out of the way, dipping a finger into her glistening pussy to the sweetest whine of shock.
“You hate me so much, but you’re always so ready for me.”
I held the chain firmly in my grip, not enough to drag her back, but enough for her to feel it, then dipped into her again.
She was panting, body tense as she was violated without control, arms still cuffed beneath her back. I drew my finger out, taking my time playing with her clit until she was squirming beneath me, fighting desperate sounds that kept slipping out.
“You came for me so many times last night,” I said. “You were begging for it, wriggling against me every time I touched you.” I used the thumb of my free hand to begin pumping into her this time while I circled her clit faster.
She was shaking, biting down on pitiful moans as I treated her again. When she was right on the edge, tense and shaking, I drew back.
She bucked, turning her head, and I saw the fury in her eyes as she cussed me out.
I grinned, picking up the last thing in the black box. She belonged to me, and she would match all over, so the toy I drew from a little velvet bag was gold just like her cuffs and collar.
She went still as she felt the cool metal brush the glistening slick at her entrance before I pushed the dull tip into her cunt.
“What are you doing?” she asked, voice strained.
I drew it away, tugging her thong down over her thighs, and then returned to dipping it into her a few times until it was glistening with her arousal. Next, I secured her hips with one hand before lifting the toy higher.
She went absolutely still as the golden plug nudged her backdoor.
“Knox…” She sounded nervous.
“Relax,” I told her. My thumb dropped down to dip into her cunt, and I slid two fingers of the same hand around the thinnest part of the plug, finding it easy to apply pressure.
“What are you doing?”
“Playing with my pet,” I said, pressing down on the toy. She wriggled, utterly helpless on her tiptoes, arms cuffed behind her.
I paused the pressure, drawing back just a little before reapplying it.
“Wait, Knox— Ugh !” She cut off as the tip popped into her tight little hole, keeping it open as I pressed it further.
“I’m going to fuck you with this. You’re going to come, and then you’re going to wear it all night for me.”
If she had an answer for that, she didn’t voice it in time.
Her breaths were coming short and sharp as she tried to accommodate the intrusion. Her tight opening stretched reluctantly around the plug as I continued fucking her with it slowly, not yet pushing it to the widest part.
As she began to shiver with the beginnings of what I was easily starting to recognise as the start of a climax, she tried to wriggle away from me. I used the chain to tug her back, the motion caused the plug to go deeper, getting a strangled gasp from her.
Goddamn.
My cock ached it was so hard as I pushed it further, hearing her breathy moan as she was held, helpless and suspended as I played with her.
“Where has all your brat gone, Doll?” I asked.
She couldn’t seem to muster an answer around her squeak as I withdrew it all the way before pressing it right back to where it had been.
Her scent had shifted again, from nervous to need.
I took the plug with a firmer grip and fucked her with it faster, rock hard at the sweet, low whimpers she was letting out with each movement. I waited until she’d started shaking again, then I pressed it all the way to the widest point.
She let out a whine, shifting uselessly as she adjusted to it. The sound dropped to something strangled as I fucked her quivering hole with the widest part for a few strokes before I let it sink all the way in.
I was left with nothing but the sight of a cute pink gem nestled between her ass cheeks.
I flicked it, and her whole body jolted, another choked sound escaping her.
“Were you close?” I asked.
She didn’t reply.
Fine.
I stepped away slightly, squeezing the flesh of her ass before drawing my hand back.
Smack!
She released a strangled sound of utter shock as my hand landed on her ass.
“Answer me, Doll. Were you close?” I asked again.
“Y-yes, Alpha.” The words tumbled out so quickly I might have commanded it of her.
I grinned. That was a very, very good thing. She seemed almost panicked, which told me spanking was new to her, and her scent told me she was hot for it even if she was in shock.
If, in all their time together, Ace hadn’t worked this sort of discipline into their relationship, he was a fucking moron—but I was starting to seriously wonder about that.
I massaged the pink spot on her ass, then picked up the last thing from the box.
The tiny, golden remote.
Then I curled my fist around her throat and collar, dragged her up and crushed her against my chest, my other hand returning to her dress, finding her nipple again and rolling it in my grip.
“You’re going to come for me, with my toy stretching out your tight little ass and your mate nowhere in sight.”
“Mmm.” The rather pathetic, feral sound might have been a pitiful protest that I ignored entirely. She was panting and overwhelmed as I pinned her against me and finally pressed the remote button.
She gasped, and her whole body seized as the plug began to vibrate, and strangled whimpers sounded in her chest as I squeezed her throat.
“Come for me, my perfect little fuck doll,” I growled, and the command was the last straw, sending her violently over the edge as a climax slammed into her so hard she was all but sobbing by the time it was over.
I released her, lowering her shivering body against the desk. I gently tugged her thong back up and unhooked the two cuffs to free her hands.
She didn’t recover straight away, not until I gave the chain a little tug. When she managed to push herself to her feet, her blown pupils were fixed on the floor, her cheeks blazed pink, and her messy buns were even messier than before.
Tugging her to face me, I pressed a kiss to her forehead, nudging her chin up to look at me.
“You’re so fucking hot, Little Doll. If I didn’t have to show my face tonight, I’d take you back to your room right now and treat you like I did last night.”
I handed her a little white pill that should hide her scent in a matter of minutes. “I don’t want anyone else having it,” I told her.
She didn’t argue, tucking it beneath her tongue without meeting my eyes.
I think she might be in shock.
“Good girl,” I said. “You’re already doing well with the rules tonight.”