Page 23 of Brandy Snap: Part Two

There was no way I’d get away with reaching for her pussy, especially not in front of Camille.

That’s why we were here, why we were fucking doing this whole thing in the first place—because we had to protect Camille.Notbecause we had to fuck the ridiculously sexy and curvy omega that Kai kept dressing like a fucking steak so his hound of an alpha would go crazy over her.

I was starting to forget why I hated her, why I wanted to rip her apart so she couldn’t get near us.

Mel stretched her neck, keeping her gaze fixed on mine as she offered herself to me again. And her bruise struck me instantly. I’d seen it up close earlier, but it was different in the bright light, with her face splashed with anger.

I was too hyped up from the fight, and I was losing myself. My alpha instincts dominated as a growl rumbled from me, and I squeezed my fingers.

She was all fucking mine and no one else was coming near her. She belonged to me. Just like she had when she’d stumbled into the heat suite and I went fucking insane.

“You don’t let the Hiscox pack anywhere near you again, you got that?” If anyone else apart from my mates touched her, I was going to fucking shred them.

My growls kept getting heavier. I swear my teeth were rattling. I had to calm the fuck down. I was already toeing the line. The warning signs for my rogue state would start to go off, and then I’d have to get the fuck out of the building.

“Are you going to make me?” she asked, her throat bobbing under the web of my thumb.

“There’s so many things I want to make you do, omega,” I purred, her scent worming its way into my brain.

Her moan vibrated through my palm, and I shuddered straight away. I tried to hold it back, but her hand rounded my hip, barely missing my cock.

It had been too fucking long since we’d touched each other. A whole two hours.

I seriously thought I was better than this.

“I’m not scared of you,” she said, her fingers digging into my waist like she was in charge, even though I could snap her neck so fucking easily.

I leaned in closer. “The next time I get you alone, I’m going to show you exactly what it means to be scared. You won’t be able to move when I’m finished with you.”

There was a moment between us. Her eyes widened, both of us sucked in a breath, and I fucking knew her heart was speeding the same as mine.

She suddenly cried out, perfume rushing from her. It was so strong that it flooded our corner in the room and wafted towards every bastard pretending not to watch us.

There were gasps, there was muttering, and people instantly started talking as everyone’s attention was dragged to Mel and her fucking addictive scent.

I released her, and she jumped back from me. Fear flared in her eyes, her face bright red in embarrassment.

I should have done something—trapped her there, made fun of her, drawn even more attention by pointing out how badly my ‘mate’ wanted me.

But I followed her, stepping back into her space, hooking my finger over the deep V of her neckline. My cock was already solid, and even pressing against her bare skin with my fingertip almost made me lose it.

“Keep perfuming like that. Let everyone know how thirsty you are for my cock.”

“Caspian,” she whimpered, pleading, her lips moving, but she couldn’t beg me properly. I needed her on her knees, my cock by her mouth, her hands tied around her back. Then I’d think about helping her.

But that wasn’t what my alpha instincts were saying. They were telling me I had to take my omega in my arms and whisk her away—to protect her, to take care of her, to fuckingtreasureher like a real mate.

I froze, both of us holding, staring, wondering, waiting.

And another thought took me. One that began beating louder and louder.

If I bit her, I could feel her properly. I’d have every single fucking part of her so I could find out how to make her truly terrified of me.

As I pulled my hand back, torn between cupping her chin or her breast, my mate followed his fucking instincts.

Sin glided forward, knocking me away as he flung his arms around her. In one sly move, he swept Brandy up into his arms like a princess.

“Wait! Sin! Put me down!” she cried out, grabbing the end of her dress and shoving it between her thighs as another waft of perfume burst from her.