A sigh brushes past my lips, and just like that, the last seven years disappear. Now it feels as if I have always been in this tub with Killian bathing me, and I start to think I may like it here.
Being pampered and spoiled like this sure has its perks.
Maybe being this alpha’s omega won’t be so bad after all.
Killian leans my head back to study my face, and I shut my eyes, loving the attention he gives me.
“So beautiful...” he whispers, running the pad of his finger down my cheek. I melt beneath his touch.
“So long as you are willing, Buttercup, then I promise to give you the world and more.”
I’m too lost in his gentle caress to care about what he says. It all just sounds like gibberish at this point anyway. He grabs a loofah next, rubbing it in circular motions around my breasts. Soap lathers up, and I lay my head back, letting him do whatever he wants to me.
A distant voice warns me not to lose myself, but his circular rubbing just feels so good. I can feel my nipples hardening, and my slick trickles into the water.
He drops the loofah to use his hands this time, tracing a path down my breasts and across my stomach. When he stops at my pussy, he slips a finger inside, using the same circular motions on my clit.
I groan, lights flickering behind my eyes when he rubs me just the right way. Before I orgasm, he grips my chin, forcing me to look at him.
His frosted blue eyes have lost all their warmth.
“But if you ever try to escape... then I will hunt you down andkillyou. You are property of the Whitefang Pack now, Buttercup, and no oneeverescapes us. Understood?”
His eyes turn to shards of ice as they penetrate my very being, and the water doesn’t feel so warm anymore.
Who was I kidding? I’m a prisoner. Just some object to be bartered and sold.
Of course his kindness comes with a price.
What else did I expect from an alpha? They think they own us, and I have no choice but to play his game.
But I was never afraid of a challenge. I already managed to escape one prison. I can always escape another.
Fair enough, Killian. The challenge is on.
Kilian applies a little pressure to my chin, and my lips pucker for his amusement. A dark smirk crosses his face. “Understood?”
“Yes,alpha,” I reply, telling him exactly what he wants to hear.
His iceberg eyes give a satisfactory flash. Then he bends forward, kissing me upside down. His other hand squeezes my clitoris, and the lights finally explode.
I arch my spine, grabbing onto the side of the tub as my orgasm crashes through my body. Killian swallows the groan from my lungs, sucking away my very essence like an incubus, and I have no choice but to concede.
Heownsme, after all. I’m his to bend to his will.
Or so he thinks.
I’ll escape him. You watch.
I’m no one’s property.
Chapter 7
Fionn
Fuck,I’mstarving.
Torturing weasels really takes it out of you. But at least I get to eat now. I swear if food isn’t ready by the time we get home, then I’m going to punch someone in the face.