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MY BODY, MY CHOICE
Sasha
Asshole. Gods, who did that fucker think he was?
I stalked my way back to our room, slamming the clubhouse doors as I went. It was only mildly cathartic, though the startled yelps of the club girls and groupies that I left in my wake were pretty satisfying.
The sweetbutts at the Bone Crushers MC had been ruthless. They took pride in fucking club members where we could see them, especially when visiting the kennels. It was clear, at least in the respect of keeping plenty of willing pussy around, the Soul Reapers were on point with the reputation of any respectable MC.
To each their own. Nothing against a good bedroom party. The bastards didn’t need to throw it in our faces, though. Chaos or not.
I chuckled darkly at the guilty look which quickly turned into an arrogant sneer on the face of the perky blonde sweetbutt who always seemed to be hanging round Grimm’s door. I’d overheard Narcissa bragging about bagging a dominant to scratch her Blood Moon Goddess’ itch. Not a conversation you really want to overhear while eating your first cooked breakfast in months.
Apparently, she’d set her sights on the pig-headed alpha. While I had no claim on that dickhead, I didn’t enjoy watching her sniffing around. I much preferred the idea of him riding out the Chaos with blue balls.
My blood was boiling and I could feel the steam coming out of my ears. I flashed my teeth at her as I passed and Narcissa—good name, that—got moving real quick, scuttling back down the hallway. That just pissed me off more. Off to find some other dick to ride, no doubt. Bitch wasn’t even picky.
Even worse than her reaction was knowing I wasn’t much better.
After my fight with Grimm, I was coming out of my skin. The Chaos was riding me hard and I was so turned on I could barely see straight. I wanted nothing more than to run back to Grimm’s office, strip off my dang clothes and present my pussy to him. Ass first, doggy style.
But I wouldn’t, I had standards. I was going to show that self righteous piece of dog meat that I did not need him. I had a suitor. One who’d kissed me senseless, then left slung over the shoulder of another sexy as fuck biker.
I’d been told that humans didn’t feel the Chaos the way wolves did. I begged to fucking differ. I’d never felt less human in my life. Ever since the Blood Moon Goddess—as Silver called her at breakfast—had taken over the skies, the magic had been eating me alive.
What was I even thinking? I wasn’t a sweetbutt or a club girl and I wasn’t some wolf-banger human groupie, either. I didn’t need to angry fuck my way through this.
I leaned against the wall, hands pressed into the washed-out grey paint, trying to push the fog of lust from my mind. Okay, okay. I needed to think this through. Alphahole was not on the menu. Neither was his bearded giant of a friend. Nor was the soft-hearted and deadly firebug, Silver. However, I was a big girl who had no problem seeing to her own needs.
What I really needed was a room all of my own and half an hour—uninterrupted—to rub one out. Alone.
But there wasn’t any breathing room in an MC and I had a feeling alone time was hard to come by. Everyone was all up in everyone else’s business.
I squeezed my thighs together and groaned as another wave of lust rolled down my skin. My head was buzzing as magical whiplash soaked my panties in two seconds flat. I was tempted to bang my head against the wall, but someone would come and investigate, then haul me back to Grimm’s office.
“Hello, little alpha,” Silver’s voice floated down the hall, as if my lusty thoughts had summoned him. “Did someone get you all wound up? You look like a long tailed cat in a room fulla’ rocking chairs.”
“‘S nothing,” I lied. Tamping down the craving which had spiked as soon as Silver sauntered into the corridor only left my core feeling hollow. I knew exactly what could fill that void. Gods, did I want to fuck the shit out of this man. I wanted to climb him like a tree and ride his cock until my legs gave out. “Grimm got to me.”
“I can see that,” the omega chuckled. “He got you good, didn’t he, kitten?”
Silver slipped under my arms where I was still bracing against the wall, looking up at me with that roguish smirk. My hungry gaze devoured those lips. I bet he tasted like leather and honey.
“You know wolves have better senses than humans,” he whispered, pressing another inch toward me. “I can tell you’re aching, Sasha.”
“And?” Despite my best efforts to resist, something about the gentle yet inexorable pull of this man caused my shoulders to relax. Now, our noses were ghosting each other. Just the barest whisper of skin on skin. I wanted—no, needed—more. “What of it?”
“You smell like everything I always wanted,” Silver breathed. The words sounded pretty on the surface, but something dark lurked underneath. “And could never have.”
He pulled back with a shake of his head.
Aw, hell no. I wasn’t letting my sweet wolf escape. Not like this. Not when it sounded like something important was about to be revealed. A secret pain which echoed my own.
“Who said you can’t have it?” I pressed forward until I had Silver pressed flat against the wall, caged in by my arms. “What if I said you can both look and touch?” I crowded him until we were plastered to one another, touching from knees to chest, as I fell into his darkening grey eyes. “What if I told you I wanted you to kiss me? Again. But this time, I’d demand you didn’t stop.”
“Take what you want, mate.” His words caressed the shell of my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “‘Cause I’m going to need you to show me that you really want me.” As he licked his lips, I swear I could feel his rough tongue running against my own. “You are the alpha here, kitten. I’m just your omega.”
