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Ryder swayed where he stood, nostrils flaring as he tried to draw in enough breath to remember who he was. It wasn’t going to work. Even if I’d wanted to hold my pheromones back to avoid overwhelming him, it wasn’t possible. Every cell in my body had tuned into the biological imperative of his heat. It was all I could do not to succumb to my rut.

Forcing myself to move away was physically painful, but I made myself do it. I relished the torturous desire the move sent wracking through my body as I moved to the bar to pour myself a whiskey before settling on a leather couch with my legs spread wide.

“You’re such an asshole,” Ryder murmured, hungry eyes locked on my swollen cock as he moved closer.

“If you want my knot, show me the good boy I know you can be.”

A scowl flashed across his face and disappeared just as quickly. My mouth watered as his shaking hands moved to tug his shirt free from his pants, pulling it over his head from behind in one rapid movement. I hid my smile by taking a sip of my whiskey. He was desperate enough that he wasn’t even trying to draw out the show.

“If we do this, it doesn’t mean anything. It doesn’t give you any right to me.”

I raised an eyebrow as Ryder toed off his shoes and socks.

“There’s no if about whether we do this except that if you try and leave me after, I will hunt you down and tie you to my bed until you come to your senses.”

Ryder froze with his belt buckle undone, one hand on his zipper. “That’s your alpha talking. Once my heat passes, you’ll get over it.”

Pushing to my feet, I stalked closer to him, crowding him until his back was pressed against the cold glass of the windows.

“I don’t need to make false promises, sweetheart. You’re a sure thing. You’re going to bend over and pull those sweet ass cheeks apart and beg me to fuck that slick hole hard and long, regardless. When I say you’re mine now, I mean it. If you can’t handle that, don’t stay.”

Ryder’s huff of frustration turned to a whine as I leaned in to nuzzle at his neck, my hand dropping to finish undoing his pants for him.

“You know I can’t resist you right now. Stop being unreasonable.”

“If you didn’t want to be claimed, you should have stayed home the moment you realised you might go into heat. Do you want to go?”

“Fuck you.”

“Mmmm… that’s the idea.”

Tugging at his waistband, I pushed his pants and boxers down until they pooled around his ankles, baring him to me. His sweet little omega cock swayed proud and leaking now that it was free, the tip just brushing against me. Dragging my eyes back up his flushed chest, I tipped his chin up, forcing him to look at the last alpha he was ever going to fuck.

“What are we doing?” he whispered.

My thumb brushed his lower lip, pulling until his mouth dropped open. “Get on your knees.”

Ryder tried to jerk his head back, but he had nowhere to go. “Stop that.”

“Stop what?”

“Using your alpha dominance to influence me.”

A peal of laughter escaped me, enough to momentarily distract me from the need to get inside his body. “I haven’t used an alpha command yet, and I won’t unless you beg me to. I told you begging is all that passes for consent for me. Now, get on your knees.”

“Do you even hear yourself right now?”

Reaching down, I undid my pants and fisted my cock, stroking it as I waited.

“Fuck you, asshole,” Ryder said, dropping to his knees like a marionette whose strings had been cut.

A thrill of arousal shot through me as I looked down at him. He was the perfect size—his mouth a little too low to easily reach, so I’d have to feed my dick down into him.

Wrapping my fingers through his hair, I held him in a firm grip as I stroked myself just out of his reach. Ryder whined, his body writhing in front of me.

“Want something, baby? Use your words.”

“Alexei.”