Page 67 of Wild Child


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“Chandler has reminded me more than once that fighting you on everything, coming into your life and trying to take over, isn’t going to get us anywhere with you,” he grumbles, shooting his boyfriend a look.

Finally, he says something I want to hear. I’m glad he realized that fighting with me isn’t the way to win me over.

“And,” he says.

Here we go. I knew he wanted more.

“I get to monitor the channel and kick out anyone who gets too creepy with you.”

Aubrey snorts and I give her a look. She just smiles and shrugs like she agrees with him.

“Okay. Unless they’re paying good money.”

“No,” he growls. “Creepy perverts are not going to sit at home and jack off to you!”

“That's the whole fucking point,” I snap. “I’m on a screen, it’s not in person. No one is going to hurt me. If they get too out of control, then you can kick them out. Take it or leave it.”

He looks at Chandler, who is glaring at him, silently telling him to take the deal and not fuck this up.

“FINE!” he snaps. “Fine.”

A smile stretches across my lips and I step toward him, holding out my hand. “Pleasure doing business with you.”

He reaches out and grasps my hand. Before I know it, I’m in his lap, his arms wrapped around me, holding me in place.

My breathing comes in shallow pants as my body lights up like a Christmas tree. I whimper, his touch feels so damn good. And his smell, god his smell. Slick leaks, making a mess of my pussy. I want him. I want to ride his fat alpha cock, beg him to knot me. I want to scream his name as he fills me with his cum.

“Let her go, Dane.” I can hear Chandler growl through the ringing in my ears.

I don’t want him to let me go. I want to stay here forever. Kiss me, damn it.

With a savage snarl, he grips my hips with surprising gentleness and lifts me back to my feet. Aubrey steadies me as I stumble back a bit.

“Please go,” he growls, his eyes feral. “It’s taking everything in me not to bend you over this desk and fuck your brains out. To lodge my knot so deep into your tight little pussy it would take hours to come down. Go, Little Omega. I’ll see you soon.”

Chandler gives me a hopeful smile. “I’ll text you soon, okay love?”

I nod, unable to find words as Aubrey pulls me out of the room. When the door is shut, she spins around to face me. “Holy fucking hell.” She laughs. “The sexual tension in that room had me wanting to climb them like a tree.”

My eyes widen and she laughs. “I’m not going to. As hot as they are, they’re not my type. They’re all yours, Capri. But fucking hell, sex with them is going to be explosive and I want to be there to watch.”

She’s right. Sex with them is indescribable. I don’t remember much about that heat, but I do get flashes of it. Flashes that have me waking up in the middle of the night, bed soaked in slick. Flashes that have me slipping my hands between my legs to take away the ache they leave behind.

I want more of that. I need more of that.

I’m hoping that agreeing to go to dinner with them will be a good thing. Because I’m finding myself, now, more than ever, wanting this to all work out.

I want Dane and Chandler to be my alphas. I want them to get along with my pack so I can have everyone I love in my life. I want to be happy. That's all I’ve ever wanted.

I just hope, pray, and beg the universe that it’s possible because I don’t want to know the pain it would cause if it doesn’t work out.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

AUBREY

I cannot believe those alpha assholes cut our internet in order to get Willow on a date. It was genius, but so damn manipulative.

Should I be mad? Probably, but all I am is impressed that they thought of the idea. Also, while I thought I was going to have to lunge at him and choke Dane, he surprised me by agreeing to all of Willow’s terms.

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