Page 144 of Drown My Sorrow

He yanks it hard, spilling my breasts out. My alpha instantly covers them with his hands.

I whine as he squeezes and pulls.

“Tell me again that I don’t deserve the omega who makes me happy? Tell me again that I’m unworthy of having the love of my life? Please, tell me how fate found my perfect match for me but the rest of the world’s opinions matter more. Tell me why I should give a shit about what those people say because, to me, you are everything that is good and everything I would die to keep. Aspyn, let them whisper, let them turn green with envy. Hold your head up because you are my omega, and no one else will ever come close to you in my eyes. You are my dream, my want, my need. Scent matched, fated, destined, my omega to my alpha, my queen, my best friend, my lover, my family. Aspyn, you are home.”

“Beau-”

He slams his mouth down on mine, but I have no words left. He is the balm to my broken heart, soothing the pain. His love is the answer my soul’s been screaming to hear.

He walks me backwards and into an alcove. Around us, the darkened room shows various environments with the animals who live in them. I’m lost between the jungle and the desert. Keagan pulls me away from Beau, picking me up but spreading my legs wide. Beau is back in a second, scrunching up the skirt of my dress and undoing his pants.

I struggle in Keagan’s hold, but at the first touch of his cock through my slick, I freeze. It feels so good.

I let out a purr, and Keagan laughs. “I do love the sounds you make.”

“Give me more,” I moan. “I need more.”

“And you can have it. All of it, right here in public. Let’s give them something to really talk about, huh?”

I open my eyes and find Beau pressed up against me. His eyes are crinkled in amusement. Beau is as wild as the winds that rip through our island.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. Be mine.”

“Yes. Always.”

He pushes up into me, slow and steady, not rushing, taking his time and drawing it out.

But by the time he’s completely sheathed inside me, I’m shaking and ready to strangle him.

“Beau!”

He laughs. “What’s wrong, my beautiful little doubter?”

“I’m not doubting,” I say in a shrill voice, my nails digging into his shoulder as I try to rock against him.

“Good. Then I have achieved my goal, and we can stop.”

“No!”

He chuckles and withdraws, only to push back in faster. He stops, holding still and flexes. I groan, and he kisses the tip of my nose.

“So cute and needy.”

“I’m going to murder you.”

He laughs harder and leans over my shoulder. Keagan kisses him.

“Did you hear that?” Beau whispers to my alpha. “She thinks she’s going to murder me, but, the fact is, she can’t live without me. Foolish omega.”

“Fuck her, Beau, or I will,” Keagan rasps in my ear.

Beau laughs again, free, wild, and full of darkness.

He thrusts hard, but Keagan has hold of me, and there’s nowhere to go.

Nothing to do.

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