Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 492: The Exhibit

Micah was naked on stage and unashamedly so from the way he stood tall and proud, flashing everything to her without so much as a blink.

Adele swallowed. Goddess help her.

For a demon, Micah looked like he had been carved by God himself. He was sinfully beautiful, the kind of handsome that was dangerous. He had a strong jaw, and lips that she couldn’t help but want to kiss.

He was well muscled, favored with broad shoulders, sculpted arms and her eyes couldn’t help but drift lower, devouring the ridges of his abdomen. His six-pack looked hard enough to break bones on and to the side, just above his hips was the clean, brutal ink of a serpent. It was so detailed that it looked ready to slither off his skin.

Her greedy gaze trailed the deep V of his hips, leading straight to his— Holy mother of God.

Adele’s eyes widened at the sheer size of him.

How... how could that possibly fit inside her?

Micah’s lips curved to the side like a predator enjoying the cornered flutter of its prey. He could already tell where her thoughts had wandered.

Like what you see? That smug mouth seemed to say without a single word.

Adele scowled at him even though every muscle in her body was wound tight and begging her to go to him. No, she would not fall for this. She had to wake up and run before —

She gasped suddenly, bending over as a fever cramp knotted savagely in her gut, followed by a rush of wetness that flooded between her thighs.

Gods, she was soaked.

her breath catching like a jagged hook in

drawled, voice so rich and sexy she could’ve climaxed just from that alone. "I think the real question

gleaming in every inch of his gaze. His

you already know

in front of her without even

but Micah caught her. His hands wrapped around her like bands of fire, and she nearly melted into him, every cell in her body leaning closer, and craving more even

eyes were so dark now she could no longer tell where his iris ended and his pupil began. The

and yet you run from

forcing the words through gritted teeth. "We

and the way her own thighs clenched just from his nearness

was so damn horny, she would’ve taken

demon?" Micah’s voice held a dangerous edge now,

too much trouble, Micah, and I can’t just pretend you haven’t slept with

his throat. "You’re my mate. What

with the fact that nearly every girl I work with

survive. I’m an incubus! It’s my nature! If you’re so against me, then why don’t you just

boring into her with raw intensity. "Why don’t you reject me now and save us both the misery? I’d rather deal

hard, then shook her

touched, heat searing between them. "You can’t, or you don’t want

to go through the pain of rejection. I just want to survive the Matebond and make my decision

a low, mocking laugh. Then he said quietly, "You