Chapter 101: What’s distracting you, Evans? [18+]

The sudden, internal spiral hit me like a bucket of ice water as soon as I admitted that I was his.

​Just how in the world am I going to cut ties with this bastard and not feel the whiplash of it?

​My mind spun out into a dangerous, dark territory even as my hips rolled helplessly against his. He fucked so good. It was a humiliating, terrifying truth, and as his thick shaft slid smoothly inside me again, my body betrayed me completely.

I couldn’t help but want him to shove his cock even deeper into me. I wanted him to bottom out until I couldn’t think, until he was pressing past the walls of my womb that it hurt.

​Am I a lost cause?

It was a reasonable question given I wanted to stay away and stay right here at the same time.

​Will I really be stuck in his circle forever?Will I be able to run? I want him... I want him to keep holding me, to wrap me in his arms, his warmth... And at the same time, I could not afford it. I just... I was scared.

The sheer helplessness of my situation pressed down on my chest, heavier than his massive frame. I couldn’t even completely cut him off if I wanted to and act like this never happened. He knew my secret.

And the Reid I knew? The possessive, stubborn Alpha currently claiming me? He wouldn’t just let me go just because I decided I wanted to take a long walk in the park and stay away from him. He would track me down. He would haul me right back into his bed and he would hold me down with his leash.

​Fuck, I can’t even think straight with how much he’s drilling into me.

​But the split second of panic in my mind must have translated to my body. The involuntary clamping of my walls faltered, my muscles loosening just a fraction as my thoughts drifted away from the physical sensation and into anxiety.

​"What’s distracting you, Evans?"

​Reid’s voice was a low, dangerous rumble right against my ear. He stopped his slow, driving rhythm entirely, holding himself deep inside me, his thick cock pulsing against my walls. He had noticed. Of course he had noticed—he was entirely too dialed into every twitch of my body.

​He lifted his head, his dark eyes narrowing as he stared down at me, looking for the answer to my distraction. His thumb came up to pressure my chin, forcing me to look at him while his hips gave a single, warning twitch inside my dripping hole.

​"I’m right here in front of you, Cap," he murmured, his breath hot and demanding against my lips. "Where the hell did you just go?"

The silence in the room was instantly obliterated as Reid’s thrusts became suddenly faster, the gentle, agonizing restraint snapping under the weight of my distraction.

He drove his cock into me with an unyielding, punishing speed, forcing the breath right out of my lungs and shattering my internal spiral into a million jagged pieces.

​"Nowhere... I... I just..." I gasped out, the words catching in my throat as my head thrashed against the pillow.

​I bit my lower lip, the pain grounding me just enough to force the burning, desperate question out of my chest. I needed a reality check. I needed something to snap me out of this dangerous, romantic haze before I completely lost my mind.

​"Are you... ahh... are you just using me to satisfy your youthful vigor right now?" I choked out, my hands gripping his shoulders for dear life. "Because you’re so damn young... and always so horny... and I just happened to be the Omega you could mark and use whenever you want? Haaa—! Just because you have my secret wrapped around your finger?"

​The words hung in the heavy, pheromone-soaked air.

​Reid paused. He stopped moving entirely, his body going absolutely rigid above me. The sudden stillness was deafening. His cock was still buried to the hilt inside me, throbbing violently, but the predatory warmth in his eyes completely hardened into something cold and unreadable.

​"Maybe I am," he said, his voice dropping into a flat, dangerous register that sent a shiver straight down my spine. "Or was..."

What’s that supposed to mean?

​He leaned down lower, his face inches from mine, his dark eyes boring holes into my soul. "But right now? I don’t think I’ll feel this amazing fucking someone else just because I’m a horny twenty-one-year-old Alpha and they’re an Omega."

​I flinched. My body reacted before my mind could, my internal walls tightening up around him in a sudden, defensive spasm.

​Fool. I fiercely berated myself. I had told myself over and over that I would make sure Reid never understood his own feelings.

The plan was to keep him ignorant, to keep this purely physical so I could slip away without him realizing the depth of what was happening between us. So why the hell did I just ask such a stupid question? A question that would get a normal person thinking why and why?

​But Reid didn’t think. He didn’t analyze the psychological weight of my words. He was an Alpha driven by instinct and possession, and right now, the tightening of my hole was an invitation he couldn’t ignore.

​He just began to move again, his hips drawing back before slamming deep inside me with a heavy, wet thud.

"Sex with you is the best, Cap," he growled against my ear.

​"You.. ahh... don’t know that..." I whined, my hands slipping on his sweaty shoulders as he picked up the brutal pace. "Mph... I was your first... but there are other Omegas out there... haa!"

​"Nah-ah," Reid rasped, a dark, stubborn edge bleeding into his tone as he hit my sweet spot repeatedly, driving me to the brink of another shattering climax. "I’m positive it’s your body I want."

​Not you, but your body.

​Hearing those words broke something fragile inside my chest. A cold, sharp ache bloomed in my heart, a humiliating confirmation that to him, I was just a highly compatible, blackmailed prize.

​But right on the heels of that heartbreak, a profound sense of relief washed over me.

​At least... Reid hadn’t realized it yet. He didn’t know he was catching feelings. He truly believed this was just about my body, just about the primal satisfaction of a rare, perfect match.

As long as he remained blind to the emotional strings wrapping around us, I still had a chance. I could still run.

​"Yeah... Mmm... just my body," I whimpered aloud, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist, choosing to drown in the physical pleasure of his relentless thrusts rather than face the bittersweet reality of my own breaking heart.