The outlaw peered down at her. “Yes, I can see you’d be the type to enjoy folktales for children. Is that what the book is?”
Ana tried to glance at her book on the bed, but he held her too tightly. “That book is a great feat of modern storytelling, not a folktale.”
“For you to even believe that an Alpha like me would need to fuck animals throws your intelligence into question, princess. You have an entire library at your disposal to learn about the world around you and the best you can do is believe idle gossip. Besides—” He lowered his mouth to her ear again. “—you just had my cock in your mouth. Did it taste like swine?
His deep laughter inflamed her anger even worse than his antics with the crowd.
“The library is my favorite place in the world,” she snapped. “I’ve read almost every book and parchment in there. If you think any record of you is going to be favorable, you’re deluded.”
“I don’t give a fuck what it says about me,” he growled, suddenly serious. “But if you’ve truly read everything in there, you shouldn’t be so blind about what’s going on around you, and you might be able to guess why I’m doing this.”
“I know why you’re doing this.” She glared at him, ignoring the fear that still lingered when his eyes landed on her. “And it’s not going to work. My father will not fall because of this. The crown will not fall.”
When he spoke again, his voice was low, deep, and strangely soft. “But you will.”
Ana said nothing, still struggling against his hold. Then she heard horses. Nobles had arrived, slowing behind the crowd, their heads upturned to the window. Ana’s cheeks burned. She closed her eyes, turning her head to the side, in an attempt to hide who she was, but it was very clear what was happening. Based on what happened at court, they all knew what was taking place and with their fondness for gossip, it was no wonder they’d come to watch.
She breathed steadily, coming to terms with it. The skies were darkening rapidly and soon it would be too dark to see anything. But why should she be the one embarrassed? Her anger surged. “This man is a criminal,” she shouted suddenly. “He is doing this against my will, forcing me to pay for my father’s debt.”
Maddoc’s grip around her neck tightened, and he whipped her head back, his face hovering over her as she bent backward, and at the sight of those eyes, her fear returned.
“You want something to shout about?” he growled. “You want them to hear you screaming?”
Before she could respond, he lifted her upright and latched his mouth onto her nipple. At the same time, his fingers slipped between her legs.
Ana was unable to process overwhelming sensations that flooded her body. The hot suction of his mouth, his tongue grazing and flicking her nipple, was even more arousing than when he sucked her earlobe, and she couldn’t hold in the moan that twisted from her throat. His large fingers echoed the action of his tongue, but worked a little softer on her folds, spreading her open and rubbing her so expertly, a sweet sensation blossomed, spreading up through her core and making her legs weak. As it steadily built, she slowly realized he no longer held her wrists. She tried to push him away, but one hand found his muscled arm, contracting slightly, and the other entwined in his hair, which was thick and luxurious between her fingers. Distracted by everything, and still held by his grip, all she could do was take and enjoy what he was giving her as the pleasure built.
As he pulled off her nipple and captured the other one, Ana caught sight of his eyes. The fury in them confused her for a moment before she remembered. He was not doing this to please her—he was trying to embarrass her. But even as she remembered that a crowd was watching, she couldn’t stop the peak of pleasure that hit, flourishing swiftly over her. Her whole body tensed, and the power of her orgasm shook her as she rode the wave of sensation, humping her hips into his hand as she cried out. She couldn’t breathe for a long moment, and her knees almost buckled as the feeling ebbed, her clit throbbing under his fingers as he released her nipple.
He rose until his mouth was almost on hers, his eyes looking down at her with that dark intensity. “I’m sure they had no problems hearing you, princess.”
She glared at him as she tried to rein in her rapid breathing, but didn’t have the energy to respond.
She couldn’t decipher the expression in his eyes, but his scent was deepening into something too powerful for her to ignore. And it was highly arousing.
He yanked her backward, pulled on her neck to lead her back until the back of her legs hit the bed. He pushed her down onto it on her back and then unbuckled himself again with one hand while he sucked her slick off the fingers of the other.
She turned her head away, refusing to look at him, but the scent of his arousal dominated the room, reaching into her nostrils and mouth to force her to recognize his presence. And more disturbingly, she could smell herself laced among his.
He lifted her slightly to shunt her farther back on the bed, and then lifted her legs and spread her open.
She couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her, and she closed her legs immediately, but he gripped her thighs and pried them open again, the look in his eyes dangerous. “Keep them open.”
Her legs trembled as she kept them in place, obscenely wide, and she tightened her mouth to hold in the screams contained in her sore throat ready to be launched at him. A trickle of hope emerged that he just wanted to look, but she knew that would not happen. She was ridiculously wet; she felt her own slick tickling her ass as it dripped down to the bed. Her clit was swollen and sensitive, and her scent was almost as potent as his. No Alpha would resist an Omega laid out to him in such a way, especially when her scent suggested she was aroused and ready for him. That was what infuriated her the most—her body betraying her, making it seem as if she wanted this animal all over her.
When Maddoc glanced down between her legs, he growled with an intensity that was so raw, it sparked through her body hardening her nipples to the point of agony and slick flowed from her. The look in his eyes was so incredibly vicious that the terror returned, bringing with it a thought that no one had mentioned. What if he was in a rut? Normally an Alpha’s rut was inspired by an Omega’s heat, but there were times recorded in the past when an Alpha could go into his wild and controlled breeding state simply from the scent of an Omega’s arousal, and could cause much damage. If that happened here, he would tear her apart.
As he removed the rest of his clothes, she firmed her mind, trying to prepare for whatever was to come. She was doing this for father, and no matter if this Alpha was in his rut or not, there was some part of her, as an Omega, that would enjoy it—Mother had basically said so—she just needed to focus on that.
Maddoc dragged her to the edge of the bed, he grabbed her breasts again as he guided himself to her slit. Ana tensed, anticipating the impending pain, but for a moment there was nothing.
Then his hard, silky tip tapped against her sensitive clit and she twitched. He tapped again and again, watching her breasts jiggle as her body involuntarily jerked. His cock then trailed up and down her slowly, then in circles around her clit. A glow of pleasure spread through her and she relaxed as she welcomed it, but then his cock plunged without warning, stretching and dragging her skin as he forced her open in one sharp thrust, destroying her virginity.