I stood in the center of the room for a long moment, arms wrapped around myself, nails digging into my biceps until the sting grounded me. My elder omega was safe, fed, healed and not rotting in a cage. That part was real but the rest, the promises, the threats, the way my body still betrayed me every time he opened that filthy mouth was a war I was losing one heartbeat at a time.
I crossed to the bathroom, turned the shower on as hot as it would go, and stripped. The water hit like punishment and I didn’t care. I wanted it to hurt, wanted it to scour away the slickness still between my thighs, the phantom press of his c**k from this morning and the echo of his voice promising to ruin me tonight.
It didn’t work.
The heat only made everything more sensitive. My n*****s peaked painfully u
