Nicholas’s POV
"Want me to tell you?" He asked, his voice right beside my ear and I nodded again. "Did you tell me to ditch the condom on purpose?"
"W-what? No. I just... I wanted to know what it felt like to be fucked raw..." My voice trailed off when a wave of realization washed over me and I froze.
How did I not actually remember that?
"You know what I’m talking about now, my sweet boy. Don’t you?" He whispered as he let go of me and I shakily sat up, my heart stuck in my throat.
"I swear I didn’t think of that... I just... I..." I couldn’t even bring myself to defend myself right now but I really didn’t think of it.
"What? You didn’t remember that omegas could get pregnant after getting knotted by an alpha?" He asked as he sat beside me and I swallowed. "And I just knotted you. Doesn’t this mean you’ll be carrying my baby?"
"I..."
He was exactly right. I got too engulfed with seducing him and getting him to help me that I didn’t remember that I had organs that could make me pregnant as well. I was an omega after all.
There was only one way to get an internal orgasm and that was if the omega was knotted by their mated alpha. But if he just knotted me... did that mean he was my mate?
"I’m sorry—"
"Don’t." He interrupted, turning to me with a small smile on his lips. "What are you sorry for? Getting fucked? Getting knotted? Or knowing that you might be pregnant as we speak?"
"W-well... I should have known better... I shouldn’t have asked you not to use the condom. I just thought— never mind. I’ll get birth control pills." I whispered and his face seemed to darken but he didn’t say a word after that.
My ass was still sore from being pounded the last hour and even though I could feel the aftermath of what we did, I knew I would do it again without hesitation.
It had felt so good I thought the pleasure would suck my life away.
"Can I... ask you something?" I suddenly asked and he turned to me, his brows raised in question. "It’s nothing too serious, I swear."
"You don’t have to be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you, ever." He replied and I gulped nervously before nodding in response.
"Will you do anything I want now that you’ve fucked me?" I whispered again, my voice lower than before and his gaze seemed to narrow at me.
"Did you—" He paused, seeming to get an answer to his question before he added. "Tell me, what have you come to blackmail me for, love?"
"It’s not blackmail!" I said immediately, shaking my head. "I swear I’m not trying to blackmail you. I just... there was no other way." I whispered and he leaned closer to me, his hand grazing my cheek gently.
"Well, you seduced me, made me fuck you without restraint and now you want something from me. Isn’t that just blackmailing but sexier?" He questioned with raised brows and my cheeks burned as I gulped.
"But... I didn’t think of it like that—"
"It doesn’t matter what you think of it." He cut me off as he sat up again. "What is it?"
I let out a shaky breath as I moved off the bed, naked and bare in his sight and grabbed my pants, pulling my phone out of it.
"I’m being stalked." I confessed and his gaze darkened at once, sending chills running down my spine. "It’s been a while now. And—"
"And you didn’t tell anyone?" Even though he sounded calm, I could tell there was a hint of anger in his voice.
"I didn’t think it was going to turn out so awfully." I replied truthfully and he sighed.
"How long?"
"Since I arrived at the mansion." I muttered and his brows raised. "I noticed a masked stranger lingering around but I didn’t think he was there for me so I ignored it. Until he held my gaze once and I realized he was following me. Then the text messages started coming in."
"Text messages?" He asked and I nodded, trying to turn the phone on but it didn’t come on.
"What’s wrong with this thing?" I hissed in annoyance and then realized the battery was dead, I hadn’t charged it. "It’s dead... But this stranger has been sending me anonymous messages with images of me to prove that he has been stalking me. Worse..."
My voice trailed off, panic rising in me as I glanced around when suddenly, Cassian draped a robe over my shoulders, covering me up.
"Worse?"
"He probably has cameras in this mansion. I’m being stalked in here too. He sent me a picture of me sleeping earlier... so he has to be in this building too." I whispered and Cassian’s face grew darker as I spoke until he finally calmed down.
"You didn’t have to seduce me to make me help you, you know?" He whispered, his grip on my shoulder gently before he reached out to ruffle my hair gently.
He was being too affectionate and even though it wasn’t suspicious, it made me feel weird. Did he become like this because he knotted me?
"I didn’t know what else to do." I confessed and he sighed again before nodding in understanding.
"It’s fine. You’re too precious to me anyway so I can only be disappointed and not angry." He replied and my eyes widened. I was precious to him?
"You don’t actually think I’m pregnant... right?" I asked with wide eyes and he cocked a grin at me, his face having a teasing glint that showed he was trying to mess with me.
"Who knows? Maybe I’m about to be a daddy." He winked and my face burned with embarrassment as I covered it with my hands. "When your phone comes on, I’ll take it and get the information on that stalker."
Relief flushed over me when I heard and I couldn’t help but feel like a huge weight had been taken off my shoulders.
"Thank you—"
"Don’t. If you thank me now, what was the use of the seduction then?" He muttered, his eyes twinkling. "I’ll handle it, don’t worry about anything. But you should move rooms for now. You could come to mine and stay with me." He pointed out and I couldn’t help but shake my head with a small snort.
"I wouldn’t want to trouble you that much, this is already enough. As long as the stalker is gone, that’s all that matters." I replied with a small smile and he approached me once again, his hands cupping my face.
"You could seduce me to make it work too." He pointed out and I couldn’t help but snort in amusement. "I’m serious."
"I know you are but I think I’ll retire to a different room instead. You deserve your privacy." I probed and he finally let out a resigned sigh as he nodded.
"Alright. You should get some rest." He replied and I nodded, moving to leave the room. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me from the back and I froze.
"W-what are you doing?" I asked but he didn’t respond for quite a while, making me raise my brows in confusion. "Cassian?"
"Get some rest." He muttered softly and let me go, disappearing into the bathroom and I could only stare at his retreating figure in confusion.
Was this really because he knotted me?
I let out a sigh, draping his robe over my body and picking up my clothes. The moment I opened the door, I came face to face with Adrian who had a very displeased look on his face.
"Adrian...?"
I didn’t even get to complete my words as he grabbed my hand and pulled me with him, making me panic. He didn’t slow down or stop dragging me until he made it to his room and then he pulled me in.
"What’s going on—"
"What’s going on!?" He cut me off with a yell and I flinched as he pinned me against the wall. "So you go around giving your body to anyone?"
"What are you talking about?" I asked shakily when he suddenly yanked down my robe and I flinched.
"His mark is all over you. His fucking scent is all over you. What gave him the right to mark you as his?" He snapped and I let out a shaky breath.
He... marked me?
"It’s not what you think—"
"You do not belong to him. You do not belong to Elijah and you do not belong to Roman." He tilted my head so that I was looking at him even though I was trembling. "You belong to me. And I will have that imprinted on you until everyone else understands that."
With that, before I could reply, he dragged me to the bed and threw me onto it, making me flinch.
The moment he started to take off his clothes, my head rang. Could he be trying to...?