(PS: THIS Chapter CONTAINS HIGHLY EXPLICT SEX.)
Nicholas’s POV
"Adrian..." My words got stuck in my throat when he yanked the robe off my body, sending it to the ground. "Adrian listen to me—"
"Listen to what? How you called his name like he owned you? How he made you cry so loud that I could hear you from afar?" He asked in fury, his eyes glowing as he grabbed my wrist, pulling me to him.
"It’s not like that— if you’ll just let me explain—"
His lips were on mine before I could complete my words, his teeth tugging at my bottom lip, and I couldn’t help but let out a soft whimper. His tongue invaded my mouth as he kissed me deeply with a possession that had me quivering in his grip.
His hand didn’t let go of mine even as he kissed me roughly. His free hand pulled my waist even closer and I was running out of breath, making my eyes widen. I started to struggle against him, my free hand against his chest, and when he still didn’t let go, I had no choice.
I bit down on his bottom lip, making me hiss as he pulled back, making me able to breathe as I coughed slightly.
"Trying to be defiant now?" Adrian asked as he pulled me even closer and I winced. "It’s easy for you to give yourself to them, but you bit me instead?" He snapped, and the look on his face literally made me so terrified that I wanted to hide.
"Stop, Adrian, please. At least let me explain—"
"There’s nothing to explain. Fucking hell, I care about you more than any of them could ever try to. I found you first. But you easily give yourself over to them like some sort of fucking whore—"
His words made me freeze, and then I slapped him. I didn’t even know why I did that but I slapped him hard.
"I.. I’m sorry... I was just— I didn’t mean to—"
I didn’t even know what had come over him or why he was acting this way but I had to get out of here. Maybe he was drunk or just exhausted in general but this... this wasn’t like him at all.
"Why do you treat me like that and then treat them differently?" His voice was low and I could feel a part of my chest twitch in agony, like I could feel his pain. "Why do you let them drag me from you yet when I do the same, I get a slap?"
"Adrian... It’s not like that. I had a favour to ask of Cassian, that was why—"
"Why didn’t you ask me?"
"You weren’t here." I whispered and he froze. "I don’t treat anyone differently. I just... they don’t treat me this way. They don’t kiss me forcefully or grab me against my will. Maybe that’s the difference."
"I think I’m losing my fucking mind." He suddenly let my wrist go, and I winced as blood finally flowed to my hand again. "You’re just an omega... why do you have such an effect on me? Why do I want to keep you with me all the time?"
"What...?"
"Why do you hang out with Elijah more? Why did you easily forgive Roman even when he insulted you? Why did Cassian have to be the one you slept with? What about me?" He asked, his face buried in his hands and I was dumbfounded.
His words had me frozen and I could only stare at him in shock. There was no way he meant all that.
I didn’t know what else to do, so I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. I couldn’t be the reason four of them would get into an odd fight, it would make no sense for them to start fighting over one little omega like me... I wasn’t even that special.
He froze against me at first and then kissed me back, nothing like how he had roughly kissed me minutes ago. I straddled him without thinking twice and he wrapped his hands around my waist, grinding me over his cock.
I wanted to ask him if he loved me but how could I dare? I was just an omega. Maybe he was touch starved or maybe he was in his rut period. Either way, this couldn’t be jealousy.
When he finally pulled back, the glow in his eyes had faded and the expression on his face had the pit of my stomach twisting.
"Can I ask something?" I questioned softly, his arms still strapped around my waist possessively and he nodded slowly. "Do you think I’m an object to be owned?"
"I don’t think so. But you belong to me."
"Isn’t that the same thing?" I asked with raised brows, a small smile on my lips and I could feel him relax against me. "What if... I don’t want to choose?" I asked slowly and he tensed up again, his piercing gaze on me.
"You don’t wanna choose between the four of us? Why? Because you want us all?" He asked, his gaze darkening and I immediately shook my head, trying to find the right words to say. "You can’t be satisfied with me alone?"
"Adrian—"
He flipped me over before I could even complete my words and had both my hands pinned over my head, making me panic.
"What is your problem?" I snapped in shock as I tried to push him away, but it seemed that my words only made him angrier, and he kissed me forcefully again.
Even when I bit down on his lip until I felt blood in my mouth, he didn’t pull back. One hand pinned me to the bed while the other moved down my naked body, despite my struggles. When he gripped my cock in his hand, my back arched involuntarily and I whimpered into his mouth.
I was running out of breath, and when he sensed that, he finally pulled back while he stroked my cock, and all I could do was moan and cry out in pleasure.
"Call out my name." He whispered as he kissed down my chin, sucking and biting on my skin until I was trembling in pleasure under him. "Nicholas, call out my name."
"Adrian, wait... this isn’t—"
"Call out my fucking name. Why won’t you call out my name just like you called his? Why—"
"Adrian stop!" I finally yelled and he froze. "Why are you like this? What is up with you? You’re never like this... You don’t even care about me that much. You’re an alpha, for crying out loud. So why... Why are you acting like this? Like you’re jealous?"
"I am jealous." He replied and I froze. "You should belong to me, my wolf yearns for you— scratch that, I yearn for you. Ever since that night, I can’t stop thinking about you. But you... you don’t give a fuck about me."
"That’s not true... if I didn’t I should be screaming. After all, you’re trying to take advantage of me." I started softly and that seemed to bring him back to his senses as he looked at the hand that held me down and how helpless I was under him.
"Fuck." He immediately pulled back, and I sat up, feeling extreme pity for my poor wrists. "I just wanted to show you that you belonged to me. I don’t want to take advantage of you, believe me."
"Then shouldn’t you show me more gently?" I asked softly and he leaned closer, touching my forehead with his and for a moment, my eyes fluttered close.
"But if I’m gentle, how will they know to back off from what is mine?" He suddenly asked and I froze. "They need to see that you’re now mine so they won’t touch you anymore, isn’t that right?"
Before I could even comprehend his words, he had already flipped me over, his hand pressing my face to the pillow as he pulled my hips up with his other hand.
"Adrian, what are you doing?" I asked in horror as he pulled off his pants and my heart sank. "Adrian! Don’t do this please... It’s going to hurt me. Not you but me."
I didn’t mind Adrian sleeping with me either. But by force? I could lose my mind.
And if he forcefully knots me... I would be dead.
"It won’t hurt... I just need to make you mine..." He muttered like he didn’t know what he was about to do, and I tried to push myself up with my hands, but it was futile. "Stay still, baby."
"Stop! Help!" I finally screamed, hoping someone would try to stop him from this crazy madness he was about to perform.
When help wasn’t coming, I had no choice but to summon my wolf at a time like this. There was barely anything I could do to him but if I could get him to calm down, it would be okay.
How wrong I was.