His Trouble Maker
Chapter 140
Chapter 140
Chapter 140
You’ll never be Alpha, Theo.
Because you can’t take.
You only beg.
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You only perform dominance like a boy jerking off in his brother’s stolen crown, flinching every time the omega moans too loud. You break your own gaze when Riot looks at you. You leash the beasts, but they don’t follow. They just wait. Wait for someone who smells like death and heat and flesh earned the hard way.
I smirk at those thoughts, deep inside where he can’t reach, where Riot still burns–and let my expression flicker like I’m afraid. Let it stutter like prey. Let my bottom lip tremble prettily, right there under the spit he smeared across my face, as I gently fold my hands on my thighs like I don’t want to use them to climb him and snap his ribs with my cunt.
Let my lashes flutter, slow, thick, delicate.
Let my shoulders hunch, vulnerable.
“Get up.”
I blink once, deliberately slow, and whimper. “W–What… Why?”
My voice is milk–soft, lips parted in breathy confusion, like he’s asking me to kneel on thorns. Like I’m too stupid, too small, too bred–for–fucking to understand. I tuck my knees tighter under me like I want to disappear, like I’m ashamed of being on the floor, like I haven’t spent the last hour fisting Riot’s blood into my mouth just to feel closer to god.
He steps toward me. I gasp. Just a little. Sharp enough to flash fang–then hide it.
“Up,” he snarls again, grabbing my arm.
I squeal.
Goddess, I squeal. High–pitched. Raw. Nails digging into my own skin like I’m afraid, like I want to run, like
this is real.
He yanks.
My body folds up slow, ragdoll–soft, head bowed, chest heaving.
I whisper, “Please don’t make me…”
He’s breathing heavily. I smell it.
“You’re going to walk,” he says, voice cracking over dominance he doesn’t know how to hold. “You’re going to apologize for what you did and submit to me.”
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what a predictable
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obedience that slits throats. With every step he makes me take, I let my thighs press tighter, tighter, tighter, as if I’m quivering in fear–but really I’m just
“Say it,” he growls.
My lashes flutter.
“I’m sorry…”
Theo steps closer.
I step back.
I shake.
He eats it up.
to bow. To drop. To whimper like I did when I first got chained up, legs bruised and cunt dripping with Riot’s rot, begging for water through cracked
hisses, grabbing my chin.
On purpose. Let my lips tremble around a silent sob. Let a string of spit wet my bottom lip. Let my eyes go glassy like I’m scared to disobey. And
Thighs parted just enough. Chin
he thinks he’s
you mean
my lashes, mouth slightly
wants to touch, wants to claim, wants to rub his fear against the slick
So I lean forward.
Just a little.
my tongue touch my lip. “Want
comes out
I whisper, breath fogging the front of his
Innocent. I look
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into my skin, anchoring me to my rage,
what you want to hear, Theo?” I blink up at
His
“Tell you I miss your hand in my hair? That
He says nothing.
wider, just a breath.
And smile.
A slow, butcher’s smile.
syruped with rot. “I can say you’re the Alpha. I can
that?”
His mouth parts.
He wants it.
my mouth, his
But he’s already losing.
forgetting him,” I whisper against his collar. “But you can
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