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Chapters (51)
  1. Dedication
  2. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  3. Chapter 1
  4. Chapter 2
  5. Chapter 3
  6. Chapter 4
  7. Chapter 5
  8. Chapter 6
  9. Chapter 7
  10. Chapter 8
  11. Chapter 9
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Chapter 20
  23. Chapter 21
  24. Chapter 22
  25. Chapter 23
  26. Chapter 24
  27. Chapter 25
  28. Chapter 26
  29. Chapter 27
  30. Chapter 28
  31. Chapter 29
  32. Chapter 30
  33. Chapter 31
  34. Chapter 32
  35. Chapter 33
  36. Chapter 34
  37. Chapter 35
  38. Chapter 36
  39. Chapter 37
  40. Chapter 38
  41. Chapter 39
  42. Chapter 40
  43. Chapter 41
  44. Chapter 42
  45. Chapter 43
  46. Chapter 44
  47. Epilogue
  48. To my readers
  49. PLAYLIST
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  51. ALSO BY DEVYN SINCLAIR

“I didn’t know that’s what you meant.”

Luke’s face appeared over mine, all Alpha. “It means you come when I say you can, and not before. It means, little Omega,” he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me with my own flavor on his tongue, “I can choose to take you all the way to the edge as many times as I want, and there’s nothing you can do about it. You know what you can do to make me stop.”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to?”

Fuck me. The smirk on his face told me he already knew I didn’t want to stop. I didn’t want to be tormented with pleasure just out of reach, and yet I did. God, there was something wrong with me. “No. Don’t stop.”

His purr rumbled between us. “Good girl. Don’t worry, Esme. I’m not only going to deny you.”

“Just a lot?”

“I guess you’ll have to find out.”

He fit himself against me, pushing in, and the way I was spread made him feel bigger than he was, stretching me and making me moan. The bulge of his knot pressed against me from his first orgasm, but he didn’t lock us yet.

“How do you feel?”

“I feel good,” I told him. “Really really good.”

The pleasure was right there, waiting for me to come to it again, pulling me up into pre-orgasmic bliss like a slingshot.

“Esme, you don’t have permission to come,” Luke said. “If you have to, you will ask, and asking doesn’t mean I’ll say yes.”

It was right there, barely out of reach. “Please?”

“Please what?”

“Please may I come?”

Luke’s lips grazed over my neck. “Not yet.”

He slowed down his pace, my climax fucking evaporating, and I moaned, the loss nearly painful. “Cruel Alpha.”

I felt him smile. “Absolutely.”

Pushing my bound legs wider, he fucked me again, a ruthless driving pace carrying me toward ecstasy. Again, I could see the blinding fireworks from a distance, and again, Luke told me no, letting everything wink out into darkness.

“You’re going to kill me,” I breathed. “Please, Luke.”

He stared down at me, stormy blue eyes cold with power. “Please what, Omega?”

“Please fuck me, Alpha, and make me come.” The last word was shaky and breathless. He didn’t have to say yes. He could keep me here all night and say no. Why did that thought bring me so much closer to going over?

Luke thrust deep and hard, bringing back the fireworks in full force. No matter if he said no this time, I wasn’t sure I could hold myself back. The orgasm train was already on the tracks at full speed, and the brakes were out. “You can come, sweetheart.”