Kayden
"Goodness, Captain," I drawled, flashing my lashes at him. "Is this why you were so tense on the ice? You are so obsessed with that you are going into rut? It must be embarrassing for you to want an Alpha."
Rhys let out a snarl, his grip on my throat tightening. "You are a brat, Kayden. You know that, don’t you? You are a selfish, arrogant brat, and you have no idea how much I wanted to shut you up even when you are not even my type," he growled, then pushed the door open, shoving inside and closing the door.
The front door didn’t just close; it slamd with a force that rattled the very foundation of the house. The second we were inside the foyer, the air turned toxic.
Rhys’s scent grew so aggressive that it made my knees weak. Not even the suppressants I’d been pumping into my veins for years could stand against the sheer proximity of a rutting Alpha.
The alcohol in my eyes cleared imdiately. In order not to submit to Rhys’s command, I continued the conversation.
"How are you sure I am not your type? That oga is your type?"
"You want to talk about types, Kayden?" Rhys hissed. His voice dropped into a register so low it made my teeth ache. He grabbed the front of my shirt, his knuckles bruising my chest as he shoved back against the door. "You want to know why I was out there? Why I was standing with that Oga?"
"Because you’re a coward," I spat, my voice coming out in a sultry, wrecked rasp. I stepped into him, my pelvis grinding against the heavy, agonizing ridge of his cock through his trousers. "Because you’re terrified that the ’Ice Captain’ is actually a slave to a brat like . I sucked you off on that floor, rember? And I know you wanted more—wanted to suck you off everywhere—but you are too afraid to show it." I chuckled, placing my hand on his shoulder.
"Stop being a statue and start being the beast that’s been watching in the locker room. Or are you too scared to find out what I actually taste like?"
Rhys let out a growl and lunged at . His mouth t mine imdiately. He didn’t just kiss ; he claid . It was a collision of teeth and tongues, showing how desperate he was, how starving the rut had made him.
I gripped his curly hair, my fingers dodging the dark strands as I pulled him closer, my nails digging into his scalp as I fought for control of the kiss.
He backed up, his hands roaming my body with an intensity that made my entire body shake. He ripped my shirt open, the buttons skittering across the hardwood floor like hail. His mouth moved to my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin right over my scent gland, and I let out a high, broken whimper.
At this rate, he was going to find out that I wasn’t an Alpha, because my scent was starting to change from the artificial Alpha musk to sothing sweet.
"Goodness, Rhys," I gasped, my head thumping against the wall. "You are trembling for , Ice Prince?"
"Shut up," he said, and hauled toward the kitchen. His hands never left my skin. He didn’t take to a bed because he wanted a recap of what happened two nights ago. He wanted to take while the moon was up. "Oh, Kayden," Rhys murmured as he lifted onto the kitchen island, shoving my legs wide, his eyes fixed on the dampness staining my thighs.
Goodness, my cock was already licking for him.
"Look at this, Kayden," Rhys breathed against my skin. "You are already dripping wet for . You are already a ss for ."
"I..." I tried to say sothing, but Rhys cut off by dropping to his knees between my thighs, stripping bare until my cock sprang out.
The cool air from the window hit my wet skin for only a second before I felt the heat of his mouth replace it.
Rhys swallowed whole. I wasn’t small, but not as big as he was. In fact, I was bigger than an average Oga, but Rhys took my length into his throat like it was nothing. His tongue traced the length of my cock with a slow, agonizing deliberation. He used his hands too, wrapping his fingers around the base, his thumb working the head.
"Oh, fuck, Rhys," I sobbed out his na.
Rhys slapped my thighs and took his mouth from my cock for a second. Then he placed his fingers, stained with precum, into my mouth. "I want you to lick it," he commanded.
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