Page 27 of The Violence of Love (The Black Market Omega #2)

Rhett

“Rhett…” Autry breathes, her soft hazel eyes going wide as I lift her onto the edge of the nearby sofa table. Her legs press together, thighs tightening beneath her oversized shirt. “We can’t… they’ll hear us.”

I’m counting on that.

I pause, letting the sounds from the kitchen drift in—Myrick and Charlie, casual and carefree, talking about shops and plans for the day. As if they think they’re in control of this little outing. As if I won’t be setting the rules before any of them walk out that door.

Moving closer, I crowd into her space, letting my body press lightly between her legs. Her breath catches. “You will not speak to, or even look at another alpha,” I say in a low, commanding tone.

Her back straightens immediately, her instincts taking over. So obedient. So good.

“Do you understand?” I murmur near her ear, letting my breath warm her skin.

“Yes, sir,” she whispers, lips parting slightly.

“You’ll stay at Myrick’s side,” I continue, dragging my knuckles up her thigh with deliberate slowness. “And you’ll listen to Oli.”

She nods again, slower this time. “Yes, sir.”

“You’ll wear a neck guard.”

The shift in her body is instant—stillness, tension, hesitation.

“I don’t want to wear one,” she mumbles, eyes dropping. “The one at the Morder was stiff and bulky. I couldn't move my head.”

I brush her hair gently aside, revealing the elegant slope of her neck and the soft, vulnerable spot just above her collarbone. I press a kiss there—slow, claiming—then lift her chin with a finger.

“This one will be softer. Leather. Light,” I say.

“But it’s not negotiable, Autry.” My gaze holds hers, demanding her obedience on this.

“I won’t risk anyone scenting you and thinking they can take what’s mine.

” The idea alone makes my chest tighten with something dark and possessive.

“No one outside this house gets to see this beautiful, unmarked skin,” I growl, falling back into the crook of her neck.

I brush my lips over the delicate spot below her ear, nibbling slightly. “Do you understand?”

“Yes.” She nods—small, submissive, and perfect. “Yes, sir,” she pants. “I won’t take it off.”

Good girl.

I straighten, dragging my hands slowly down her arms. I take my time, letting my fingertips map every inch of warm skin beneath the oversized shirt that covers her. Her chest rises and falls in anticipation, lips parted, her scent perfuming sweet and heady in the air between us.

“And finally…” I say, my voice a husky promise.

“I want you covered in my cum.” I tug the oversized shirt off her slight body.

Her big tits lift, then drop. I palm one, feeling the heavy weight of it, then the other.

“You will not clean up.” I drop my voice to a throaty growl.

“You will keep my seed on this pretty skin all fucking day.”

Her eyes dilate, hunger blooming instantly. Her scent deepens—warm sugar and citrus, lush and ripe, made just for me.

“I want you flushed,” I murmur as I press a kiss to her jaw, “wet…aching…needing me.” I run a hand along her bare thigh, feeling the tremble beneath my touch. “Every time you shift, every step you take, I want your body to remember exactly who you belong to.”

“Yes,” she whimpers, and I smile against her skin. “Yes, alpha.” A shaky breath leaves her soft throat, and I can’t hold back any longer.

I drop down and capture one of her nipples in my mouth.

Autry lets out a breathy gasp as her hands curl around the back of my neck.

I roll it between my lips, then suck, drawing as much flesh into my mouth as I can take.

I suck and nip, lavishing both of her pretty breasts with attention until my cock is hard and leaking inside my pants.

“Rhett,” she whines, her eyes darting toward the kitchen, “Someone might hear.”

“Then let them fucking hear.” I lift her with one arm and jerk Myrick’s joggers off her legs. Smooth thighs and wet pussy beg for my attention. “Spread your legs.” I drop to my knees, positioning my face right in front of her pretty cunt .

“Rhett,” Autry gasps as I force one leg over my shoulder. “Um…I….”

For a second, it looks like she’s going to ask me to stop, that she’s scared of being caught, but instead, she arches her back and pushes her hips forward, tempting me closer.

“Will you lick me again?” she whispers. “Please.” Her breathy request makes my cock twitch and my canines tingle.

“Yes, ma’am.”

The look on Autry’s face is stunning. There’s a soft excitement at being spoken to with respect, but there’s also a fire in her eyes. She wants this. She wants me .

Fuck, she’s perfect.

Not wanting to make my pretty omega wait any longer, I push my head between her legs and eat her out.

Her folds are soaked, coating my face in her delicious slick.

Her fingers channel through my hair, tugging at the roots hard when I flick her clit.

I latch on, sucking the swollen nub into my mouth.

Autry’s breath picks up. She moans through tightly shut lips as her back begins to bow.

Working in two fingers, I curl them as I suck, flick, and lap.

Autry writhes, quickly coming apart. All at once, her thighs shake, and slick floods my mouth.

I drink it down, eating her up until the last wave of pleasure stops and her body finally settles.

“Oh… my—” she gasps, breath hitching as her flushed chest rises and falls.

“Don’t move.” I stand and undo my belt, quickly unzipping my pants. I shove them down, then fist my cock. I aim up at her pretty tits, jerking myself fast and hard.

Autry’s eyes go wide while she watches me work. Slowly, her mouth falls open, and she whispers, “You're so big. ”

“That’s right, beautiful.” I grab a handful of hair at the nape of her neck, forcing her head down. “Look at that cock.” Precum leaks from the tip, dripping between her pretty thighs.

“Tonight,” I pump faster, “I’m going to lay you out, eat you up, then claim that pussy with this big cock.”

Autry glances up at me the best she can, long hair falling in waves around her face. “Yes,” she breathes, her eyes blown wide.

I jerk myself faster, squeezing the tip with each pass. “I’m going to claim that pussy, then,” I press a single kiss to her lips, “I’m going to fill you with so much cum, I’ll be leaking out of you for days .”

Her eyes flash.

“I’m going to claim every fucking inch of you.”

She nods her head, the movement slow, almost dazed.

“Do you want that?”

Autry nods, and her nostrils flare as her breathing picks up.

“Say it, omega. Say you want my cum on every inch of your pretty skin.”

“Yuh–yes.” She sounds like she’s lost in a trance. Lost somewhere between lust and reality. “I want…” she pants, “...I want all of it.”

My hips buck, fucking up into my hand as the pressure builds in my groin.

“Give it to me,” Autry whispers, her chest heaving with excitement. “Give me your cum, alpha.” She drags her pink tongue across her bottom lip, and that’s all it takes for my control to snap.

My shaft pulses in my hand as thick ropes of pearly cum splatter against Autry’s tits. Droplets hit her neck and even her cheek before dripping down. I stare at the mess as the intensity of my orgasm slowly fades, and I’m left breathless and a little dizzy.

“Wow.” Autry glances down at her flushed body. Slowly, she lifts her hand and slips two fingers through the sticky mess across one nipple. She opens her mouth, sliding them up across her little tongue. And she sucks.

A loud moan pushes from her chest, eyes floating closed.

“Fuck,” I snarl, wanting nothing more than to fuck her raw right here and now.

“Alpha,” Autry whines, shifting her hips like she’s restless. Good. I want her to crave me as much as I crave her. “Promise me that you won’t be too late tonight.”

“Yes.” I slip my hand over her soft tits and stomach, gathering as much of my release as I can. “I promise.” Then I push my fingers into her cunt, forcing all of it into her tight little pussy.

“Deeper.” Autry spreads her legs wider, tilting her hips. I eagerly fill her up the best I can, but her bold request makes me think about her one-sheet. It said she hadn’t been fucked by an alpha, but I can’t help but wonder if that’s true.

“You aren’t a virgin.” It’s not a question, but Autry answers it anyway.

“No.” The flush in her cheeks travels to her ears, making them flame bright red.

I love that this embarrassed her. “I’ve laid with a couple of female omegas and one male,” she whispers, obviously not wanting anyone in the kitchen to overhear.

But it’s dead silent in there. I’m sure they’re all listening.

Including Oli. Good . I want that young-shit to know this is my omega.

My property. My precious mate. And he had better take this job fucking seriously.

“No betas?” I ask and she shakes her head. “No alphas?” I push more come into her, and she whimpers before shaking her head again. “Just a little more,” I purr.

Autry squirms slightly as I fill her up, not quite meeting my eyes. “I’ve had a knotted vibrator inside me,” she mumbles as she admits what she’s done. “But… that’s all,” she whispers, with a nervous little shrug, like she’s trying to make herself smaller.

“Good.” I slide my hand gently along the side of her knees and guide them together, loving the soft warmth of her skin. “Oli is allowed to touch your arm or take your hand, but only if there’s an emergency. He is not allowed to put his hands on you otherwise.”

“Okay,” Autry says with a sweet, eager nod. Her eyes shine like she’s proud to follow my rules, and damn if that doesn’t do something to me.

“If he does touch you in any other way, you will tell me.” I wait for her to agree.

I honestly don’t think he will, especially after what he shared with me in my office.

The young alpha is in need of some serious money, so I doubt he’ll be doing anything to fuck up this job.

Especially with the amount we agreed to.

“Yes, sir,” Autry promises, voice soft and obedient, fingers curling in her lap.

Then her lashes lower, and her tone turns coy.

“What about Myrick?” she asks, ducking her head adorably.

“Can I touch him? Or… kiss him?” The way she asks is sweet as sugar, but there’s a playful little spark in her voice that gives her away.

Apparently, my little omega’s a tease when she wants to be.

“You can do whatever you want to Myrick,” I murmur, watching her closely. “He belongs to you, the same way you belong to me.”

Her lips part slightly at that, like she wasn’t expecting that kind of freedom. She cradles her wrist in one hand, voice almost a whisper. “And Charlie? Can I touch him?”

I hesitate. My first instinct is to shut it down completely. But I want her happy—content and cared for in every way. And if Charlie’s going to truly be part of our pack, that means letting her love him, too.

“He’s not allowed to touch you,” I say firmly.

Her brow furrows, confused. “So… that’s a no?”

“That means he can’t touch you ,” I repeat, letting the words sink in.

Her gaze slips over my chest, and that soft mouth curves into a knowing little smile. “So… I can tease him?” There’s a delicious glint of mischief in her gaze—innocent, but wicked enough to make my blood heat.

I chuckle low, the sound rough in my chest as I push my limp cock back into my pants. “Don’t wind the beta up too much.” I pull her close, placing a kiss on her pouty mouth. “I get the feeling that one heated look from you could make him burst into flames.”