Silent Captive (Wren's Song 2)

“Next time you push me away, I’ll take what I want in a way you will not enjoy. Do you understand me, trembling mouse?”

She displayed her understanding by reaching for his belt. Perfunctory, pulling it open as if she’d done so a thousand times, Wren parted his fly. There it was, red smears of what had probably been very pretty lipstick.

The shudder that followed, she couldn’t have checked no matter how hard she might try.

Still, her hands went to lift that beast, the throbbing of a still engorging cock almost hypnotic. Under her palms, it beat in rhythm to his heart, set the pace for her breaths, and grew all the larger.

She’d never touched a cock before. There had never been a need to. Touching one now, smearing her fingers in the red until the pads had been stained, she held them up. Another woman’s mark on a man who used many. A man who had begun to grumble out a purr mutilated by more of that demanding growl for her slick.

Looking from her stained fingers to his eyes, she took that hand and smeared red right over his heart… so she wouldn’t forget when her instincts began to cloud her mind. So she wouldn’t let herself enjoy.

“Is my pretty mouse jealous? Is that what this is all about?” He seemed thoroughly pleased by the concept, a smirk growing on his ravaged face.

Not jealous. Degraded.

Chapter 6

That look in her eye made his cock swell even fucking bigger, made it spray her with a gush of precum. Shucking his pants and kicking them out of the way, Caspian demanded she look at just who owned her now.

When lavender eyes ran over his chest, when her pupils grew just a little larger, he purred. “Until you learn how to suck my cock better, mouse, Rosie will do it every day. Sometimes she’ll do it in front of you before I fuck you. Sometimes she’ll do it while you’re fucking Kieran or Toby. I like her mouth and I’ve paid for it.”

The female nodded, expression closed no matter how much slick ran at his call.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll let her use her mouth on you.”

No nod.

Weighing a breast, Caspian warmed to the idea. “She can suck on these tits while I screw your brains out.”

Nothing.

Nipple rolled between forefinger and thumb, a quick tweak and pinch left the flesh pink and inviting. “She can lick your cunt, stretch your ass… get you ready for all the things I want to do to you.”

The Omega pushed her legs together, the movement so subtle that had Caspian not been watching closely for a reaction, it would have been missed.

He had found her limit so easily… and what a boring limit it was. “You disappoint me mouse…”

Lavender eyes raised and for a split second he saw right into her thoughts. It wasn’t his disappointment that inspired his visceral reaction in that moment, it was hers. She was disappointed in him.

The resulting prickly sensation in his bones twinged and twisted. It made demands. Caspian even fucking offered a deep, comforting purr before he could stop himself.

White lashes drooped at the sound, but that unwelcome burn didn’t fully wash away.

“Turn around.” He couldn’t take those eyes on him again. But he could take everything else.

She obeyed.

“Put your hands against the wall.” This was more natural: his command, a female’s obedience. “Wider, pretty mouse. Now your legs, step them apart and let me see how wet my good girl is for me.”

When sweet thighs parted, a little river of slick rushed down her thighs. Proof that no matter her brooding looks, she desired him.

Delving into wet folds with searching fingers, Caspian found no mark of damage from Toby’s order to prepare her.

“Did you take all of Toby’s fist? Were you a good girl for my Third?”

White hair danced at her lower back when his trapped mouse nodded.

“Did you like it?”

Her hesitation was not of the nature of the ones before. It was contemplative, the following shrug unsure.

There was a bad girl in there. One who would learn the thrill of the things Caspian tempted her with. “Did you think of me when you came? Of Kieran? Whose knot did you imagine stretching this pussy?”

The question startled her. Caspian could almost see the mouse’s ears pricking—recognized the shift in her scent. Interesting…

Teasing slick-drenched fingers up and down her fluttering slit, he found himself pressed to her back, nose in her hair. When he growled, when his demand shook from his chest, he wanted her whole damn body to feel it. “Did you think of that first time I held you down and took everything you weren’t ready to give? How I own you now?” He plunged in two twisting digits, relishing her gasp as he finger fucked through all that seeping fluid. Loud squelching filthy noises filled the air, more delicious cries coming from the bad, bad girl he’d was going to teach her to be. “Did you think of your Alpha’s cock? Did you want my cum filling up this sweet cunt?”