Page 171 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two

“My…” I trailed off, freezing as I realised, at last, what I was missing. “Shit.”

Not possible.

I sat up, ignoring the way the world spun.

The pain in my chest was fresh enough, aching with each breath until now. Ace tossed the box to me and I tore it open, instinctively knowing what I would see a moment before I did—despite how impossible it was.

But the bond—the connection I had to Bella’s pack—was entirely gone.

Inside, the box was spattered with crimson, and nestled at its centre lay a delicate heeled foot.

ROGUE

A few hours before…

I caught up to her in the stairwell, adrenaline roaring through my veins, but everything had happened too fast. I wasn’t ready for this to be over.

“Fight me, Kitten,” I growled.

She cocked her head, a sly smile flashing before she twisted from my grip. I grabbed at her, but she elbowed me in the ribs so hard the air left my lungs. The blow loosened my hold, and she bolted.

She was fast—too fast.

I snagged her by the waist as she tried to dart into Knox’s bedroom. I slung her and Bunny over my shoulder, carrying her kicking and screaming back to the nest. I pulled the writing table out from the wall and bent her over it so she could see herself in the mirror.

You know.

She was right.

With the hood mask over my head and a torso carved with scars, I looked pretty fucking intimidating.

I dropped Bunny onto the table and held Thistle down with one hand, pinning her wrists behind her back. She was still squirming when I freed my cock, but when I tugged her shorts down I found her cunt soaked.

She let out the hottest growl of shock, fight dying as I adjusted her hips and drove myself right up to the knot. Her body quivered as she was stretched around me, every inch of my size forcing her to yield.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

With my cock impaling her, it was easy to trap her hips with my legs. She was so tiny beneath me, the difference between us making her look too fragile. With my free hand I fisted her hair, forcing her neck back so she could see every expression her pretty face made as I split her open.

She was panting, moans spilling out as I began to thrust into her. I looked down, drinking in the way her body shuddered as I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in. It never seemed like I should fit, but she took me all the way, the sounds she let out becoming more and more desperate.

Eventually her eyes rolled as she shook with an orgasm that left her trembling, body jerking against mine. I’d released her wrists at some point, and her nails clawed at the desk, her cries breaking into high, desperate gasps.

I slowed, then drove harder as she collapsed beneath me, every thrust overwhelming her. The mirror caught every flicker of her expression as she tumbled into bliss.

It took everything in me to hold my own climax as her cunt gripped me. I released her hair and circled my hands around her waist. I paused a moment, and she caught her breath, feeling the hold I had on her.

“Use me, Alpha,” she panted.

She gasped as I dragged her back with ease, slamming my length forward mercilessly as I chased my release.

Right before I finished, I pulled out, lifting her and dropping her onto the bed. I tugged the mask off, wanting to see her fully, then I followed and pinned her wrists above her. She couldn’t move, trapped beneath my huge form with no escape as I angled her hips and used my weight to drive into her from behind. The sounds she was making now were feral, and I pounded into her until I was on the edge.

Then I pressed forward, stretching her tight walls with the full thickness of my knot. My size forced her to arch beneath the pressure, and she whimpered, another wave of an orgasm tearing through her before she could catch her breath.

I leaned close, biting at her shoulder, rutting her through the aftershocks until she sagged beneath me, limp but moaning.

When she finally found enough strength to look up, there was a smile on her face. “That wassohot.”