Page 74 of The Bounty

“Whatever you want, baby,” he grunts. “As long as I can mess with this mechanism and get this open, it should be fine.”

Blessedly, moments later, there’s the sound of a hinge breaking and a drawer opening.

“Got it,” he murmurs, pulling out a handful of pill bottles.

“Is it them?” I ask hopefully, as my stomach cramps. “God, please say it’s them.”

I don’t know how long I can go on like this.

“Yes. Generic Omega suppressants. Looks like we’re good to go.”

Tears of relief fill my eyes. “Killian, you did it!”

He stands up and turns around, his icy eyes blazing. “It was your idea, baby. I was just along for the ride.”

I can’t help myself. I throw myself into his arms, kissing him. He growls against my lips, gripping the globes of my ass and pulling me flush against him.

“Don’t start something here,” he whispers, licking at my neck, pulling my hood down. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

His cock is rock hard against my stomach, and I grind against him, moaning.

“Dylan and Brock are right outside,” he groans, unzipping my hoodie, exposing my black tank top. “Are you sure you want them to smell you?”

I whimper as he continues his assault on my skin, my fingers trailing to his scalp. His lips move lower, finding my mating gland and gently suckling at the skin.

“Fuck,” I choke out, dropping the flashlight and shrouding us in darkness.

I can’t see a foot in front of me. Killian continues licking at my skin, his tongue dancing around my sensitive mating gland.

“I think youdo,” he whispers, bringing his mouth up to find mine. “I think you want them to hear, don’t you? My little exhibitionist.”

Then his tongue plunges into my mouth, violating me thoroughly.

He holds me upright as I lose my footing, lost in his kiss. I thrust my hips desperately, needing the friction, and he meets my movements with his own.

“I bet I could make you come like this,” he whispers against my lips. “Make that pretty pink cunt clench for me.”

I’m so close. I’m so close I can sense it, and my legs start to shake—

RING! RING! RING!

A high-pitched screech echoes throughout the pharmacy, and I pull away from him abruptly.

“What thefuck?!” Killian shouts.

I can’t see anything, and fear clouds my senses.

“How is there an alarm?!” I cry, reaching blindly into the dark.

“We have to go.” Killian grabs my arm, pulling me roughly.

“The suppressants!!” I scream. “We can’t leave without them!”

RING! RING! RING!

“I’ve got them,” Killian yells, clicking on the flashlight. His face is etched in worry, horror clouding his features as he shines the light towards the ruined door. “We need to movenow!”

It feels like it takes forever to exit the pharmacy as I yank my hood back over my head, almost tripping as Killian hurries me through the rubble.