Not Many Options

by Jillian West

“S’okay," Cove says. She's chewing a mouth full of pancake. "Don't do it again."

"Can't believe you tried to leave me and the tiny miss out of the snuggle pile," Finn says, cooing down at Lily. "That's not even right."

"The bastard is counting on Riley's fear to keep her silent. Unfortunately for him, I'm feeling quite intrigued by the little blonde enigma. I don't need her to say a word for me to fuck his shit up."

"Thank you for everything," she whispers. "Mostly I think I have to thank you guys for restoring my faith in humanity."

I need to protect her, keep her safe, make her smile, help relieve some of that never-ending stress she carries around. Most of all, I want her to know she doesn't have to do it all alone.

It's a well-known fact that omegas have an ungodly affinity for sweets. It's probably why we're all so round.

"The dead man walking," Killian hisses, barreling into my room. "His first name is Jeremy."

Licking my lips, I refocus my attention to avoid doing something exceptionally stupid, such as licking her face and calling out "mine."

Men are handy to lift shit and kill spiders, but they aren't necessary to be happy.

"You're a delicious treat," Finn says, breathing in at the base of my neck. “Best plot twist, I never saw coming. Can I court you, darling?"

"Stop." I frown. "You're absolutely fucking not odd. You're perfect." "Oh darling," Finn smirks. "You do want to be kissed stupid, don't you?"

The man is vile. He deserves to be doxed every day for the rest of his miserable life. Or he can sign all rights away to Cove and Lily. All rights to Riley too. Then maybe I'd feel less murdery.

"You're looking feral as hell. You good?" "Quite, thanks for asking," I say, giving her a smirk before pushing her down to the mattress.

My brain is a mess of alpha fog. Mount her. Rut her. Claim her. Breed her.

Right then, my brain is officially an asshole.

“That’s where we disagree,” I say, my gaze focused on the treasure spread before me. “After all the fantasies I’ve had about it, this sweet pussy absolutely has to be devoured."

"Oh darling, you really shouldn't. My impulses are demanding dirty, terrible things."

The tight clench of her cunt on my cock steals all the breath from my lungs. "Fuck me," I manage in a breathy whisper. "You've gone and bloody done it now, darling."

Her cunt locks down and my vision actually falters. "Come for me," I growl, working her clit. "Gush all over me."

"One more from you and I'll fill your tight little hole full." I groan against her neck. "But not until you clench around my knot again. Be a good girl and come for me again, sweetheart."

Riley will quite literally never get away from me now. Sure, we won't be locked together forever, but I'm a predator. I'd like to see her try to run. I'd track her down and eat her pussy until she begged to be mine. Then I'd happily oblige.

can have an entire brood of Riley replicas running around. Yes, it's decided. She's never getting away.

The way her soft curves press into my hard frame does weird shit to my brain.

See, totally not feral. I'm decent. A calm example of an alpha… Who's about to mount the omega whimpering under me. Fuck her through the goddamn bed. Bite her so deep she never escapes… That went downhill fast.

"Doesn't matter, you drive me fucking wild. Are you going to let me inside you?"

"Let me fuck you deep and hard before filling your tight little pussy full of my come?"

"You won't hurt me," she says, biting her lower lip. "Even if you do." She glances away. "I might like it." I snarl in response.

"Oh fuck me," I whimper. The fucking alpha, whines like an omega.

"Let's just hire a hitman," Jasper says, with a shrug. Sunde stabs a tattooed finger in his direction. "I second that motion." "No, thanks. I'm gonna do it with my bare hands," Kills says, cracking his knuckles.

"Flip over, present for your alpha."

"Alpha," I whimper. "Yes, come all over my cock. Fuck, you're goddamn destroying me here, Riley," he growls.

"That's it, come on your alpha's cock." Cannon licks my ear. "Gonna fuck my come into you now, sweetheart."

"Gonna fill you so full of me, there'll be no doubt about it. You're fucking mine."

"Not just on the declarations of love, but also a quite satisfying threesome." Sunde grins. "I'm to find you and send you in. The nest is lacking in your scent and our neurotic little omega needs your come to add to the smells."

Riley sits up jabbing a finger at him. "I'm not foggy, you're just scared." Uh-oh. She's feisty. I've heard omegas can get moody in between rounds during a heat. "Keep talking sweetness and I will tan your backside," Killian rumbles, jumping into his jeans. "Promises, promises," Riley huffs, taking the open bottle of water I hold out for her.

"That's some good shit," she says, laughing. Her eyes pop open and she grins over at me. Seeing her happy is like a drug. I crave it more than anything else.

won't fuck up, the way you look at me." He bites his lip. "I don't ever want to lose that."

"You do," Killian says slowly. His voice sounds shocked. "You want me lost to the fog?" He slides a hand up my neck and yanks my head back with my hair. "You want to destroy my control until you get the beast?"

before Killian catches me with a giant handful of my hair. "Oh sweetheart, you're so fucked now," he rumbles. "Hands on the fucking wall."

"Knees and elbows," he barks and my body instantly snaps into motion. "That's my dirty girl. Feel free to scream." He groans, slamming his knot into me.

"Do you like being mounted and fucked like the naughty little cock tease you are? Tell me sweet girl."

"You'll never be rid of me now," he says, tilting my mouth to his. "Never wanna be," I whisper against his lips.