Anarchy, p.20
Anarchy, page 20
Crescent dropped to her knees in front of him, hands fluttering around him like she wanted to help but had no idea how to fix him. “Oh my gosh, what’s wrong?”
Karma winced, the darkness receding from his eyes as he looked down at her. He glanced up at me like he wanted an explanation, but I didn’t have one.
Why couldn’t he move?
I’d told him to stay, but that shouldn’t mean much. I didn’t even have an aura to back up my order like an alpha would. “Say something,” I requested.
“This is messed up. You—”
“Shut up.” I tried to bring back up the anger I felt earlier and infuse it into my words to give them that same energy as before.
Karma’s voice cut out with a choked sound, his mouth flapping as his words became silent.
Holy shit.
I could order these assholes around?
I couldn’t do this before Crescent joined the pack, but if I were to guess, it had something to do with the bond on my neck changing color on my neck.
Either way, there were so many ways to utilize this.
Like making Karma sit down and shut up while I took over playing with our little omega.
Second time he’d have to watch quietly, except this time I was in full control.
“What’s happening?” Crescent asked, grabbing at his arms while his mouth worked helplessly.
I grabbed her under the arms and hauled her up, pulling her a few steps away before pushing her down onto the mattress into a pile of pillows. When I hovered over her like Karma was, my hand pushing her sweatshirt up to expose her stomach again, she started to pant.
The scent of her spiked in the room again, all sweet and delicate.
Karma growled, rumbly and barely existent, and I looked over to find his eyes near black again. His attention fixed on her bare stomach, but he didn’t make a move forward.
He was stuck.
Which meant she was mine now. I would finish what he started… while he watched. I sent him a smirk.
“You need taking care of, don’t you?” I asked Crescent.
Her cheeks flushed and she looked away instead of answering.
“Is that what Karma was doing? Taking care of you?”
To that she gave a short nod.
“Well, I’m stealing you from him. That alright?”
She sank her teeth into her bottom lip and nodded again.
I placed one hand on her stomach, fingers teasing at going under her sweatshirt, and the other went to tilt her chin so she was forced to look at me. “Use your words, Princess.”
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. “I’d like that,” she whispered. “As long as Karma is OK too.”
“Karma is fine, I promise.” I shot him a smirk as I said it.
He might keel over from blue balls before this was done, but… the idea of making that happen sent a thrill through my veins beyond the lust I was feeling with her before me.
I wanted him watching me play with her.
And that opinion had absolutely nothing to do with how desperate I was to touch her.
Slipping my fingers up under the sweater, I cupped her breast in my hand. She gasped wispily like this was already a level of pleasure she could barely tolerate.
She was so sensitive.
So touch starved.
“Is there anything you want me to do to make you feel good?” I asked. “What was Karma going to do?”
Her gaze flicked to Karma, the flush of her cheeks extending down her neck. I bet he was talking about all sorts of nasty things he wanted to do to her.
“Nothing specific,” she said.
Little liar.
I wouldn’t make her say those things out loud, though. This was an omega that didn’t like to swear. Repeating Karma’s words might give her a heart attack.
“I’ll do it my way, then.” I rolled her nipple between my fingers, pinching and squeezing.
She gave me another nod, and fuck if it didn’t kill me how she looked so trusting when her golden eyes met mine.
We all needed to treat her like the most precious thing in the world until she eventually realized that she was.
Reaching down, I grabbed the bottom hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, then shoved my pants down my legs. It left me completely naked, and I puffed up a bit at Crescent’s gasp and the heightening of her scent.
“Let’s get you out of your clothes,” I said to her.
She sat up and fiddled with the sleeves of her sweater. She often had her hands tucked in, like hiding them was a piece of comfort for her, and I wondered if she would be alright with me taking that away from her.
The cage had been different, with her exposed to everyone, running on the adrenaline of the moment.
Here, I didn’t want her fuelled by adrenaline; only lust.
“You don’t have to,” I amended. “Just the pants, maybe?”
Her expression shifted, a set of determination to her eyes. “No, I want to.”
And then she grabbed the sweater and pulled it up, and it was all I could do not to jump her immediately.
29
CRESCENT
My sweater got caught over my head when I tried to take it off, tangling in my loose hair. When I finally managed to toss it down onto the bed beside me, I looked at Sin nervously.
He wanted me to do it, and even though I was nervous… I wanted to do what he wanted.
Goosebumps rose on my skin as the cold air washed over me. I trembled under his striking gaze, but I didn’t want to hide from them.
Sin was naked too, so I could see his reactions. I could watch his cock jump as he scanned my naked body with reverent appreciation in his gaze.
I must have done it right.
With a burst of confidence, I stood up and shimmied my pants and underwear down over my hips too, letting them drop down to the floor.
Karma’s groan was full of dark promises, but he didn’t make a move toward me to make good on the filthy promises from earlier. His body strained, but he couldn’t break through the order Sin gave him.
Sin, on the other hand…
He trailed his fingers down my side and along the curve of my ass, gaze following the trail. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured.
All these men swear like heathens.
“Thank you,” I said.
I gave in to the urge to cross my hands over my chest. I think I might be getting too excited… Maybe it was too much? They were both staring, and Karma reached down to palm at his cock.
Sin must have seen the movement out the corner of his eye, because he spun to Karma with a satisfied smirk. Karma’s aura pulsed, his scent sending a rush of slick to my core.
“No touching yourself,” Sin commanded him.
Karma froze with his hand on his bulge, growling under his breath.
“You’re only allowed to watch.”
He’s going to be watching? Not even doing anything?
But he’d already done that once, when we’d been in the cage.
I surged forward to grab Sin’s arm, pressing myself against him. “Will Karma be OK doing that? He won’t be mad, right? M-maybe you should let him…”
I trailed off when Sin’s eyes met mine. They glowed red in the low light of the room, and were full of mirth. If he was amused, he couldn’t possibly be doing something to make his packmate mad, right?
“He won’t be mad at you, Firefly,” Sin promised. “He’ll enjoy this.”
It felt like he was leaving some words unspoken, but I trusted his promise. As long as Karma wasn’t mad at me after… We could do this.
Sin moved me to sit on the bed among the pile of pillows spread out in my makeshift nest. They were warm from where I’d been laying with Karma before, and I sank into the comfort when he held the back of my head and lowered me down.
He crawled onto the bed beside me, his hands trailing up my body until they reached my chin. Sin rubbed his thumb across my bottom lip, then leaned down to press his against mine.
I shifted and squirmed, heat warming me from my core as I squeezed my thighs together. His tongue slid against mine while his hand ventured down, gently nudging my legs apart.
“Show him what he’s missing,” he said against my lips.
“I don’t want to tease him.” I flicked my gaze to Karma, on his knees beside the bed and following Sin’s commands to keep him there.
It wouldn’t be nice. He was already so close but completely unable to move closer and touch me like he’d promised before.
Sin’s teeth grazed my bottom lip and he chuckled. “I think he deserves to be teased, just a bit.”
At his urging, I let my knees fall apart, exposing myself for the alpha who wasn’t allowed to touch.
I trembled as Sin’s fingers teased down my body, his tongue exploring my mouth. I’d never thought I could be kissed the way Sin kissed—he devoured me like I was the last person on earth. Like I was everything he could possibly need.
It soothed my touch starved body and sent butterflies flying in my stomach. He was everything, and he was mine.
My back arched as he caught the ticklish spots on my sides, but then I gasped when his long fingers slid through the patch of hair at the apex of my thighs and down.
He gathered my slick on his fingers, his touch gentle and barely there. I knew there was more he could give me, and I held my breath as I waited, my entire body going still.
I ended up having to gasp an inhale before he gave me what my body wanted. My eyes opened, staring into his, our lips pressed together unmoving. The red orbs swirled with desire and interest, watching me as he danced around the spot I knew would wind me up tight.
Sin pulled back until I could see his pink, slightly swollen lips curled up into a smirk. “Tell me if you want more.”
“More, please,” I begged.
“Good girl.” His other hand brushed a strand of hair from my cheek before going down to trace at the bond mark he’d left on my breast.
I whined when he caressed it, pleasurable zings shooting through me and making my heart race. My two bite marks were my most prized possessions. I’d never thought it would feel so good to have him touch it.
But he hadn’t given me the more I wanted. “Sin,” I whined.
He groaned. His cock dripped precum onto the side of my stomach, and I reached out a hand to grab at the length. If he could do this teasing, couldn’t I do it too?
I wrapped my fist around his cock, squeezing gently until he grunted above me. “Fuck, Firefly. Love it when you touch me.”
It was hard to ignore the rapid beat of my heart or the gush of slick his words sent to my core. I was getting the blankets wet beneath me—we’d have to wash the sheets so I didn’t have to sleep in my own mess tonight.
But touching him urged him into doing exactly what I wanted. His fingers found the bud of pleasure they’d used before to make me see stars.
I cried out and pushed into the touch, Sin’s hand on my chest keeping me in place as he continued to caress the mark that bound us closer together. One that I knew would fade eventually, but hadn’t started to yet. My hand moved on instinct to stroke him, slowly and hesitantly, and he countered by leaning in to nip at my neck.
“Doing so good, Crescent.” He rubbed at the mark. “Keep making those pretty noises for me.”
His gaze darted up and I followed where he looked with that self-satisfied smirk on his face. Karma watched us with his eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them, a massive bulge from his hard cock and a low, rumbling growl constantly emitting from a place deep inside him.
He should have been scary—the energy radiating off him was borderline dangerous.
I couldn’t be scared of him.
Not when he’d claimed he was going to do all sorts of sinful things to me that I couldn’t repeat. He’d said it so reverently, like it was his privilege to be allowed to touch me like that.
I knew he’d never hurt me.
I was beginning to doubt that he wouldn’t be mad over being teased like this, though. If I was lucky, he’d be mad at Sin and not me. It was Sin’s idea, after all.
“He’s loving this.” Sin accompanied the words with a touch that ripped a moan from me.
Karma jerked forward before doubling over with a groan.
I didn’t believe him.
It did make me feel powerful, though. That my voice and my body were doing so much to Karma that he was getting desperate to move from the prison Sin had trapped him in.
“Are you loving it too?” I asked.
“Of course, Firefly. Especially the way your hand feels stroking my cock.”
The flush of heat that rushed to my head descended down to my neck and chest. “A-and I’m doing it… right?”
“Any way you touch me is right. If you want to make me come, all you have to do is stroke me and cry out my name when you come.”
My tongue darted out to wet my lips. “Sin,” I whispered.
His cock jumped in my hand, and he groaned. “Just like that.”
I kept stroking him awkwardly, much slower than the rapid pace his fingers were swirling in my slick. He didn’t seem to mind, not even when my strokes stopped being at all predictable when my body’s need grew to near breaking point.
It was a slow build to the peak. Sweat beaded on my forehead as the room’s temperature heated to boiling. Sin’s touch was the only thing keeping me grounded.
He knew exactly how to bring me up until I was squirming and trying to grind down on his fingers. He murmured sweet encouragements to me, starting to thrust his cock into my loose fist when I didn’t have the brain cells to stroke him myself anymore.
“Come for me, Firefly,” he instructed.
It didn’t grip me in a dark bond command like when Vandle did it, but it worked just as well. My back arched and I cried out as my body shook. I stared up at Sin with half-lidded eyes as my lips parted around his name. “Sin!”
His eyes were dark as he fucked my fist for only a couple more thrusts before pausing as his lean, muscular body trembled. Cum spilled onto my stomach and chest, and the scent of him grew to overtake everything else.
I could barely breathe through the heaviness of it, my brain fried. My thighs trembled, drawn together from the force of the pleasure and trapping Sin’s hand between them. When I looked at Karma, he was hauling in big breaths, nostrils flaring, and he was staring at the trails of cum across my torso.
We all stayed silent and panting for a long, intense moment before I sank my teeth into my bottom lip and spoke. “Sh-should you let Karma up now?”
Sin barked a laugh. “Nope. We’re going to get you into the shower first.”
I’d had to kneel in prayer a bunch of times, and after a while my legs were always numb. “I should shower quickly, so he doesn’t have to kneel for much longer.”
“I’ll help you. Head on into the bathroom and wait for me.”
I scurried away, slick sliding down my inner thighs, and paused in the doorway of the bathroom to look back. Sin crouched beside Karma, still gloriously naked, and cupped his cheek in his hand. Then he leaned in to whisper in his ear like he was telling a secret, and I was too far away to hear it.
Karma jolted forward at the whispered words, whatever they were. Sin smacked his cheek twice, trailed his hand down Karma’s bare chest, and stood.
Before he could turn around and catch me watching them, I spun on my heel and stepped through the bathroom door and into the tiled room.
PHANTOM
Uh.
Karma had never been one for prayer.
If he was taking it up now, that was a little strange. And mildly… concerning.
Sticking my head back out into the hall, I called for Vandle. “Come here a sec.”
Our cell was a wash of velvet rose-scented sex, and I heard the shower running in the bathroom. Sin and Crescent must be in it, but Karma was kneeling. Cock hard. Immobile.
Vandle sauntered over, drenched in sweat from boxing. I stepped through the door and he came in too, closing it behind us so the rest of the wing didn’t get too heavy a dose of our omega’s scent.
His stare fixed on Karma just like mine had. “Huh. Karma, you, um, good?”
Karma didn’t say a word, and didn’t move.
He was visibly fully conscious, so he should be answering. And unless he really was in the middle of internally reciting a prayer, there was no good reason he wouldn’t answer. Something was stopping him.
…Poison?
Was there a poison that rendered alphas mute and incapable of moving? Maybe it was in the paint they’d used for that threat, but then why would it…
Sin popped his head around the corner from inside the bathroom, a cocky smirk curling his lips.
“Vandle, bark,” he commanded.
I’d started to roll my eyes when a very human-sounding, “Woof,” came from my packmate.
I turned wide-eyed to Vandle, who looked as stunned by the sound as I was.
“Guess it works all round,” Sin laughed. “I’m going to have fun with this.”
“Guess what works?” I asked.
“Seems like dark bond commands to me, except instead of Crescent… I can use them on my alphas. Which kind of makes me more alpha than all of you, doesn’t it?”
He disappeared back into the bathroom with as much nonchalance as he’d arrived with, and I exchanged a shocked glance with Vandle.
This… wasn’t something I’d ever heard of before, but the evidence was kind of indisputable.
After all, Vandle had fucking barked for him.
30
Five days until appeal
VANDLE
“...Red eyes…”
I woke the next morning to pounding pain assaulting my temples, but this was fucking important. There was a reason my fragmented memory pushed this in my direction.
It was the second night I’d woken with nightmares, but this time, there were words that came with it.
“...Danger…”
