Abby
We were in a garden pod, surrounded by racks of vegetables and fruitâŠand soil. There was an awful lot of soil. We had just survived an attack and were trapped behind a sealed door, on the other side of which anything might be happening.
It felt wildly inappropriate to be even thinking about this.
âJust to be absolutely clear,â Kade said, looking me straight in the eye. âWhen you said you were giving your submission, you mean youâre giving yourself to us to do whatever we want with?â
I nodded slowly.
âFucking,â he said, making my eyes widen and bringing a little spasm to my womb. âWe are going to want to fuck you.â
Swallowing past the tightness in my throat, I nodded again.
âSay the words, Abby. I donât want there to be any confusion about whatâs about to happen and that you agree.â
âYes,â I said.
âBoth of us,â he continued bluntly.
My heart gave a little thud of anticipation. âYes,â I said again.
Kade smiled. âGood girl⊠Now thereâs just a small detail we havenât covered yetâweâre not alphas.â
âOh,â I said inadequately, my brows pinching together in confusion. Iâd been sure they had to be alphas. Beta controllers were being phased out, but I supposed there must be some in service. Or maybe they were former beta controllers. Still, his comment had thrown me off a little. They just seemed moreâŠintense than I presumed a beta might be.
âAre you beta controllers?â I asked, searching myself to see if I was disappointed by this discovery. I thought I might have been, which was ridiculous because neither man was disappointing. They were the most imposing betas Iâd ever met.
Clearly, I needed to seek therapy for myself, which was ironic, all things considered. Maybe it was because alphas were so close to deltasâmy dynamic match. Iâd never met a delta and likely never would, so Iâd latched onto them as a second best, much like they were seeing me.
The smirk that bloomed on Kadeâs lips brought a clench to belly. He shook his head slowly. âNo, weâre deltas.â
The blood drained from my face. I tried to take a step back, only to find the wall of Jordanâs body. His hands tightened on my hips, and his dark chuckle stirred a frisson of fear.
Deltas? No, they were teasing me. It was a very poor joke. Deltas were rarer than omegas, and then there was the matter of their hook⊠No, I wasnât going there.
âAh,â Kade said. âI do love that look on a womanâs face when they realize we have a hook. And unlike alphas, we donât need to wait for a rut or bonding before it comes out to play. Itâs there all the time.â He winked. âIt does sting a little when it latches, so Iâve been told, but weâll make it good for you.â His eyes turned hooded, predatory. âMake sure youâre so thoroughly distracted, youâll barely notice it.â
Jordan leaned in close again. âAnd once weâre latched nice and deep, you wonât stop fucking coming.â
A cold spasm swept the length of my spine. What had I just done? What the hell had I agreed to doâŠwith two deltas?
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