The asshole. I refuse to be his little pet.
The alpha curls the leather strap around his long, slender fingers, dragging me closer until we’re nose to nose.
“That’s a good girl...” he whispers, clasping his hand to the side of my head, and despite how pissed I am at him for making me wear the lead, I relax.
He called me a good girl. It’s doing strange things to my body to hear the praise from his heavenly lips. I suppose omegas naturally crave validation from their alphas.
I never understood why. Why should we bend over backward just to please them?
They should be the ones pleasing us in my books.
Fair enough. I will play his little game. I will be his little ‘pet’. So long as he is willing to cater to my needs.
I’m an omega, and I seek comfort.
I still wear his shirt. While it feels good on, I’d love some clothes of my own. Velvet, lace, silk, cotton, leather, you name it.
Killian reaches his thumb to my mouth, running the soft pad of his finger along my bottom lip, and a sigh tumbles from my lungs.
Fuck. All this attention and praise feels so good, but I can’t get distracted. I will make my demands while I still have some sense.
Killian slips his thumb between my teeth, and I suck on him next, gazing up at him through a pair of long eyelashes. The alpha doesn’t look away from me once, and he’s spellbound. So I decide to use a little of my tongue, running it up and down his thumb, and a low growl reverberates in his chest.
He tastes so good, and I can’t help but imagine what his cock would taste like.
The cramps ease in my stomach the more I suck on him, and he has me right where he wants me.
He slips his thumb back out of my mouth. “Such a good omega."
I swallow, trying to ignore the shiver that runs down my center, pooling between my thighs.
Killian tugs the lead toward the bed, gathering me up on his lap so he can rock me back and forth. He even presses my head to his chest, and my eyes widen in pleasant surprise.
Wow. The fucker actually has a pulse. I’d have thought his chest was hollow.
“Sweet Buttercup. I knew from the moment I saw you that you were different. The one omega I couldnevertame... but I’m willing to try.”
I bite my lip as I refrain from swearing. If he thinks he can tame me, then he can go and jump off a cliff.
If the OCC failed to tame me, then he sure as hell will not.
“I promise I can give you everything and more. Just as long as you are willing to be mine. So, no more thinking about escaping. Do I make myself clear?”
I grind my teeth.
“Do I make myself clear?”
Finally, I relent. “Yes, alpha. As clear as crystal.”
His knot swells beneath his pants at my snarky attitude, and does he like it when I give him cheek? It seemed to piss him off the other night when I goaded him about killing me.
“Such a good girl.”
He strokes my back, and I almost fall asleep against his chest. I snap awake, wriggling out of his arms.
No, no, that’s my limit for today. The last thing I want to do is fall asleep on him. I don’t trust him one bit. The lead and the tracker I can deal with, but anything more, and I'm out.
Killian doesn’t protest when I slip out of his arms. He has the upper hand after all as he still has the lead. Instead, he leans back on the heels of his hands, burning a hot trail down my body as he scolds me with those burning blue eyes.