Page 67 of No Escape

I smile to myself and roll to face the wall. That omega is just the gift I’ve been waiting for.

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Saylor is a very trusting little thing.

That much I knew before she let me blindfold her to have my way with her around the cell. The guards seem dead set on keeping us locked down until we die of boredom, but for once, I don’t mind.

Valor may be too valiant to make this point, but someone has to do it. Both sides of our cell now house other alphas. I’ve already fucked her in front of the glass on the side with Edwin, Paulo, and Maxwell. I ensured they didn’t have much to savor, considering Valor’s shirt covered nearly everything, but the point had to be made.

I’ve relocated us to the side with the newcomers. Eventually, they’ll open the cells, and long before that happens, every alpha in the vicinity needs to understand that Saylor is taken.

What she said to Valor couldn’t have been truer. The rules that apply in the outside world do not hold true in here.

We’re essentially in prison.

Glancing at the glass, I roll my eyes.

Perhaps it’s more akin to a zoo, considering we’re in a glass cage and constantly on display. But at least for the moment, this little show has a purpose.

My forearm leans against the cell to the room with the new alphas. They’re busy pacing like caged animals, and they can’t seem to decide if they’d like to watch or if they’d prefer to continue to wear the floor bare.

I dig my fingers into the back of Saylor’s head, guiding her mouth deeper down my cock. She’s squatting with her hands behind her back and the eye mask on from the first aid kit.

I checked myself. It blocks her vision, which is good because I don’t want her to know my need for her has a dual purpose.

Yes, fine.

If this is a zoo, perhaps I’m guilty of taunting the other animals, but I’ve always been a sadist. This is who I am at my core, and I get a nice buzz from tormenting others. Edwin, Paulo, and Maxwell know I’m not an alpha, and I’m sure it cut extra deep for them to seemewith the omega they were busy coveting.

The two assholes who just arrived look like they might blow a fuse, but I’m sure that’s at least partially leftover from the misery that comes during intake. It’s not a physically pleasant experience, and then the mental aspects catch up once they realize they have no hope of escape.

I wrap my fingers in Saylor’s hair near the base of her skull and give her a tug. She moans around my length, hollowing her cheeks and doing her best to embarrass me.

“You’re a little liar.” I chuckle, bringing my free hand to tenderly brush her cheek. “Aren’t you, pet? You told me you didn’t have much experience, but that must have been a lie.”

She keeps her hands behind her as I instructed and leans back until my crown falls from her lips. “I said I didn’t have a lot of experience with sex. I’m not a saint. I’ve done other stuff, but not a ton.”

Truly, I couldn’t care less if she fucked her university’s football team and followed it up with the rugby players all in the same week. I just enjoy mentally having the upper hand.

I thumb her swollen bottom lip. “It’s fine. You can apologize by sucking my soul out through my cock.” Twisting my hips, I smack her in the cheek with my crown.

It’s like I can feel her rolling her eyes at me from behind the mask, and I bite my lip to keep from laughing.

She’s fucking precious.

“You could take pity on me and let me play with my clit.” She tilts her head, sucking me into her luscious mouth once more.

God, how I ache to corrupt her.

“I told you. You’re more than welcome to use my foot to get yourself off.” I lift my toes and tease up her thigh.

She snorts around my length, and the vibration feels delicious, but she also gives up holding her hands in place to shove my foot away.

Truthfully, I’d much rather have her come when I’m balls deep, but I do love the flush that appears on her cheeks when I embarrass her. I use my toes to tuck Valor’s shirt around her waist—at least in front—and tell her to spread a little wider.

Christ.

Her pretty pussy is pink and dripping. Knowing it’s a combination of the three of us makes me ravenous to come all over her tongue.

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