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“This is why my subs are all betas,” he mutters. My eyes widen, wondering if he doesn’t like omegas. I can feel my eyes beginning to fill with tears with inadequacy and he shakes his head. “Your body pushes mine to give you everything you want, and to fulfill your needs, Princess. I want to take care of you, which in turn makes it difficult for me to keep you from getting your way.”

“Oh,” I say with a pout, hating the way my lips tremble with uncertainty. “Is that bad?”

“No,” he says, his thumb catching one of my tears. I watch as he lifts it to his lips and sucks it off. “It just means we’ll be exploring lots of different things together. Come here and wrap those pouty lips around my cock. Let’s see how far you can go before I lose myself in how good you feel. I’ll warn you though. The only place I plan to come is in your pussy, knowing you’llhave two of your holes plugged full of cum. Now what are you?”

“Your good little cum slave,” I whisper, my lips spreading wide to take the already weeping crown of his cock.

Somehow, his answering groan as he slumps in his chair to allow me better access to his cock makes me feel powerful instead of small.

I wonder what that says about me?

Eight

Cooper

Glancing over at Nina as I drive us home, I smile at how relaxed she looks. I let her take out the butt plug after I fucked her face at my desk and then pulled her into my lap to sink my cock in her tight pussy. I feel almost at peace, the clawing need for control and power is quiet for now.

“Did Ethan decide to take the car to the mechanic?” Nina asks, sitting up as she looks at the space where her car had been parked.

“No, and I put the permit on it so they shouldn’t have towed it,” I grunt, sliding into the spot beside it. “Let’s go inside, I’ll call the city, Nina. If it was towed, I’ll pay to get it out.”

Blowing out a breath, she nods, grabbing her bag as I turn off the car. Brow furrowed, I get out of the vehicle, looking around the quiet street. It’s about six at night now, and people are either home or on their way back.

Shutting the door slowly, I see that Ethan is home, and start walking toward the townhouse with Nina.

“Something feels off,” she says softly as I unlockthe door. I have to agree with her, but I can’t put my finger on what it could be.

“We’re home,” I call out, my hand firmly on her back to move her inside.

“Hey, can you come here for a second, Dad?” Ethan sounds weird, making me frown.

“Should I go upstairs so he can talk to you?” Nina asks softly, looking up at me.

“Absolutely not,” I tell her, shutting the door behind me. “You live here too. Whatever my son has to say, he can tell you at the same time.”

Dropping my things on the front table, I grab her hand, pulling her after me as I walk to the living room.

“What’s going on?” I ask, heart sinking as I see Ethan scowling at Vivian Sterling. She ignores him as she brushes her hair over her shoulders from where she’s perched on the sofa.

“I should be asking you the same question,” she says coolly.

Nina’s hand squeezes mine tightly as she gazes at her mother in horror. I’ve been wanting to find out what exactly happened between them, and now I think I will. I didn’t want to push too hard, because she’d get this same terrified look in her eyes.

“Mother,” she whispers.

“That’s all you have to say? I left to meet the nice doctors from the psychiatric facility and you disappeared,” Vivian sighs. “You’re not well, darling. It’s not normal for a girl like you to fight what her mother wants so hard. I need you to learn how to be a good girl.”

The same words that I’ve been saying to her feel sour because they are meant to control in an entirely different way.

“Nina doesn’t have to be unwell in order to defy you, Vivian,” I growl. “You’ve been on this girl’s ass to change for her entire life. Why can’t you just enjoy who she is?”

“I want more for her!” she explodes. “I’ve been looking for her everywhere since Nina stole my car and left. I took herphone thinking it would deter her from leaving, but the little bitch walked out anyway.”

“I don’t think you should talk about her like that,” Ethan grunts, turning to face her. Now I know why he sounded so odd. He likes Nina and the way Vivian speaks about her is terrible.

“I agree,” I mutter. “Nina is enrolled at this school, she has a scholarship, and she has exceptional grades. Leave her here with us. I’ll make sure to take care of her. I didn’t realize you were trying to get her committed when she left Georgia.”

Vivian’s eyes move to our linked hands, and her lips curl. “You decided to move to a younger model, Coop. My little whore of a daughter, who I thought was so innocent and perfect!” she yells.