Page 33 of Deadly Sweet

He raises a brow. “So you didn’t turn him into the Joker?”

“Nope. He did that all on his own,” I lie again, trying not to squirm. But damn it! I’m so horny.

“Did he kill himself, too? Because, sorry, babe, that man isn’t drunk. I know a dead body when I see one.”

I let out a heavy sigh. Lowering my arms, I cross them over my chest, needing my hands closer to my pocket. Thankfully, he doesn’t react to my change in position.

“I don’t know what to tell you.” I glare at him. If he thinks I’m going to out right tell him, a cop, that I killed this man, then he’s stupid.

“The truth,” he counters, cocking his head to the other side.

“I just did.” I raise a brow. “I said I wanted to shove you to the ground and ride your dick. What more do you want from me?”

“Just arrest the girl already and get this over with, Caleb. She’s clearly unstable.” I glare at the man behind Caleb. He’s older-looking, a silver fox for sure. He’s glaring at me with this sexy, broody, pissed off look.

“Hey,” I snap. “No one asked for your opinion. Shh.” His eyes widen. I look back to the cop, Caleb, I guess his name is, and bite my lip, smiling. “You don’t have to listen to your friend.” I bat my eyelashes. “How about we just go our own ways and pretend nothing happened, okay?”

Caleb lets out a low rumbling growl that has my nipples hardening against my bra and pussy clenching as a low whimper slips free. Well, that's new.Either I’m pissing myself like a damn baby, or this is what it’s like to slick. I can feel it gushing from my pussy, there’s so much of it. The officer’s nostrils flare, pupils dilating.

He lowers the gun, stepping closer. My breath catches in my throat as my pulse races.

I’m frozen, unable to look away from his captivating blue eyes. He reaches out and wraps his hand around my neck. If it were anyone else, that move would have gotten them killed, but this Alpha? I find myself leaning into his touch.

My breathing comes out in quick pants, and I find myself wanting to fuse my body to his. I’m not me, I have no idea what the fuck is going on. But his touch feels so good. I want his hands all over me.

“Mine.” The way he says the word has me ready to drop to my knees.

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be,” I sigh wistfully.

“Caleb, what the fuck are you doing?” one of the guys shouts.

Caleb ignores them. “You’re so fucking perfect.” He grins, eyes running over my face. His words make my belly warm. He licks his lips, taking a step back, and looks down at the dead body. “Question.”

“Okay?” I say breathlessly.

“Did he deserve it?” His eyes come back up to mine.

“Huh?” I blink, trying to clear the fog from my mind. I’ve never been affected by an Alpha like this before. At least, not unless I was in heat. And I know for a fact I’m not.Wait... am I?Shit, could I be hallucinating. Wouldn’t be the first time my mind made me see things or feel things that weren’t real.

“The dead guy behind you. Did he deserve it?” he asks, eyes boring into mine.

I nod. “Yes.”

“Well, that's all I needed to know. Need help getting rid of the body?” he asks, stunning the fuck out of me.

“What?” I narrow my eyes.

“I can help. I know a few different ways. I have a lair.” He winks.

Okay, I'm definitely hallucinating.Is this cop really asking to help me get rid of a body? Shouldn’t he be slapping cuffs on me and taking me to jail?

“Caleb!” someone snaps. We both look over to see the sexy one with daddy vibes coming closer. “What the fuck are you doing? Are you fucking crazy?”

“Yes,” Caleb answers, smiling.

I grin. “Hey, me too!” I say excitedly, and he grins wider.

“Fuck yes, you are,” he groans, leaning in to run his nose along the side of my jaw. “You smell so fucking good. I want to eat you right up.”

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