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“Is it too late to kill you and call it a day?” I ask, my intrusive thoughts winning at the moment. He simply snorts in amusement as
he follows me. I’m capable of it, even if he doesn’t believe I am. “Please don’t kill him. He’s fairly useful to me,” says the man at the door with a smirk. He has dark auburn hair, hazel eyes, he’s in his mid-fifties, and is wearing a navy-blue suit as he gazes at me, amused. “Hello, Aisling.”
“Throw the man a bone, Aisling,” Hayes hisses in my ear, making me flinch. Tired of his crap, I stomp back on his foot, glad I’m wearing my shit kickers. Maybe it’s not mature, but he’s manhandled, yelled, and belittled me since the moment I met him.
As Hayes strides away to find whoever Sophia is, my fingers pull my knife from underneath my skirt before I can help it. It’s leaving my palm before I can reel myself in, but he drops into a squat as if hearing it fly through the air, so it drops to the floor harmlessly. My lips twist in displeasure as he glances over his shoulder and scoffs at me. “Have to do better than that to get the drop on me, Princess,” he mutters. I can’t find the words to curse him out before he disappears around the corner, which is unfortunate. Maybe next time.
“I have a feeling you don’t need my permission,” Dad says, chuckling. “You already told the man to shove it where the sun wouldn’t shine, didn’t you?” “Absofuckinglutely,” I tell him happily as we approach the beautifully lit estate. The gardens roll out around us as the driver slowly drives up the driveway, following the other cars.
“Fucker,” Flynn snarls. “Can we let Everest have him? Please?”
alpha this beautiful. His blond streaked brown hair is tousled perfectly, and my fingers itch to play with it.
and she’s my scent match. I want to kill whoever hurt her, because I can smell the way her scent is changing into something that warrants ice cream and frosting as sadness overwhelms her.
Don’t worry if I did, poppet. I’ll find you again. You can’t hide from me.
“I met my scent match while walking past a restaurant on my way back from doing some tech work for the boss,” I blurt out. “Are you calling me to tell me you kidnapped her?” Aiden asks, sighing.
“I am,” he grunts. “I just need more information. Do you know her name, or are we stalking a ghost?” “We’re stalking a pretty little blonde poppet,” I say with a grin. “God, she looks like a fucking doll with those full lips, gorgeous blonde hair and button nose. I bet she could suck my soul right out of my goddamned body.”
“Does the poppet have a name?” I love when he uses my nicknames to get me to focus. “Will you suck my dick if I tell you?” I ask. I’m a psychotic brat for Daddy, and he knows it. I can imagine how pissed off I’m making him. “At this rate I’m going to shove you onto your knees as soon as I see you and make you choke on my dick,” he growls. “Now, be a good boy for me and tell me her name.” “Fine, but do I get to come if I suck your dick?” I whine teasingly. I’m pushing him hard, and it’s because I’m so keyed up right now. My knee is bouncing as I drive, too.
“Absolutely fucking not,” Aiden growls. “You’ll swallow my cum before eating your dinner, and no one is allowed to touch your dick. Not even you! Now spill it, for the love of God.” Oops. I pissed him off. “Fine, Daddy,” I complain, smirking as his deep growl fills my ears. “I may blow my load just from hearing your voice at this point. I went into the restaurant she was leaving, from a date I may add, and found out her name is Aisling.”
I’ve been holding out for the chance to meet my scent match for years but I fucked it up. Badly.
Cian no longer discusses anything about his daughter with me, not since he beat the shit out of me for being disrespectful to her. It was as if I couldn’t fucking help myself. The words came out like vomit, even though I knew they’d hurt her. Aisling started to avoid me, but I didn’t know why.
My intrusive thoughts are screaming at me to sneak into Cian’s home and kidnap this little omega. She can wake up handcuffed to my bed with my dick balls deep inside of her. I don’t have a knot, but I do have a nice, thick cock.
Well, I guess we’re embracing our psychotic tendencies. I fucking love this bonding moment.
“I want to fuck her, mark her in my cum, and then plug my little poppet up while one of you fuck her other holes,” Caelin says with an almost cruel smirk. “I don’t plan on getting anything less than that.” “I bet she’ll look gorgeous when we claim, bond, and fuck her,” Domh rumbles.
“Absolutely not,” Aiden growls. “I want her fucked, bonded, and packed up with us by the end of the week.”
Game. Set. Match. Run, little poppet, I like the chase.
“I knew there was something odd about Domhnall just randomly running into Aisling,” Cian grunts. Damn, he pulled out his full name. No wonder Domh is scared of him.
“I’ve known she was mine since I found her,” I tell him. “Right there on the street, I was hit in the face with her scent, and I was done for. But she didn’t show a single sign that she felt the same.”
Can I add a cage to the cart in case she’s a bad girl? I don’t like to give up my toys.
By the way, we have her father’s blessing to kidnap her. He won’t stand in our way to claim her, bite her, and bond with her.
God, I want to roll around in this scent forever. Mine.
All I want is to strip her of every stitch of clothing and inhibition she has, and then push her until she’s a mewling, crying beautiful mess. Maybe I shouldn’t say that out loud to her father. Yeah, I’d really like to live. Pack Hayes probably isn’t who Cian thought his daughter would be fated by biology to be with.
“Pack Mohan, wait they have two omegas,” I growl. “Why is Aisling going over there?”
“Ah, can we?” I ask hopefully, to which Cian’s lips twitch.
“Aren’t you supposed to be convincing me not to break the law?” he asks, amused. “I think you’re thinking of someone else,” I say. “My job is to make sure you’re never caught.”
“I’m not! At least, I’ll be less jealous when she’s mine,” I mutter. “Right now, I want to stab anyone who looks at her wrong outside of my pack.”
“Domh, I’m going to give you something to choke on if you don’t get a move on,” Aiden says, the blanket tented over his cock as he flops over onto his back.
Licking my bottom lip, I gaze at it, wondering if it would help my mood to have my face fucked. I bet it would… “God save me from kinky brats,” he groans, tugging it down. Caelin moves over to Aiden with predatory grace, swallowing down his cock. “Fuck, yes. Show him what he’s missing while he makes that long fucking drive, baby.”
“If I stop wearing it, all I’ll want to do is rub against you,” Aisling whines, making me groan. Scent marking him by rubbing her cheek against his, I remind myself of how much I love Caelin. It would be rude to stab him so I can steal her away. “Domh,” Evan growls from across the table. “Huh?” I grunt, dragging my gaze toward him. “Get your hand out of your pocket. If you were playing with your dick that would be one thing, but I know you have your knife in there,” he hisses. “What’s a little blood between pack mates?” I ask with an evil smile. “Fuck, it’s like you’re me now,” he mutters.
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All her firsts, lasts, and the rest of her life belongs to us. I’ll do anything to make that true, even if she hates me after this.
“That’s it, baby. You’re ours now. Tied, bitten, and fucked,” I growl. “Nowhere to run or hide. We’ll find you.”
“No fair,” Caelin rasps, his eyes open and watching. “Daddy is asleep, and you didn’t wake me up.”
You can run, little mouse, but I’ll find you. Maybe I’ll chain you to the bed so I can tell you my side. Either way, I’m coming.
“Cian said that if you show up at his house today, he’s putting a bullet in your brain,” Caelin rumbles. “Evan is going to drive him today.”
“I’ve survived this long without a daddy, I think I can manage,
Daddy Domhnall,” Aisling says, rolling her eyes. My brow raises at her tone, realizing she’s definitely not talking about the boss. Domh’s hand fists as he gives her a cool smile. “You haven’t seen anything yet, little omega. Please, continue pushing me, so I have a reason to spank, gag, and fuck your ass so hard you’ll think of me every time you sit down. Don’t begin games you don’t understand.”
“All I hear is a lot of talking,” Aisling snarks. “Hayes,...
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“I already told you that we would be more than happy to torture your pack for you,” Shaw grunts, making me snort. “I’ll make sure no one knicks their precious cocks.”
“I don’t think our dicks had a chance to go down at all,” Aiden snorts. The sound of a gun going off makes me jump.
“Holy shit,” Aiden gasps. “Boss, I meant no disrespect.” Yep, this is the day Aiden dies. Jesus Christ. “Why are you even still here when Aisling clearly needs you, dickhead?” Cian snarls.
“Stay still, asshole. You’re dying either way. Let me have my moment with my girl,” he mutters.
I also thankfully no longer have to listen to Caelin bitch that his “baby” is in time out because of the snow. He loves that damn muscle car.
“Omega! Come out, come out wherever you are, little mouse,” comes out a yell.
