Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
Chapter 54

A happy, devilish growl slipped from my throat. Hycinth’s head snapped to meet my gaze. I had no idea what my expression revealed, other than I was no longer trying to hide my eagerness of the challenge. Her eyes went wide as she stared at me. I licked my lips.

“Gentleman’s choice for the shots,” Brian said.

“Patrón,” Asher answered.

“Same,” I acknowledged.

Brian turned to Ever, who purred, “Chocolate.”

I snorted. He had quite a sweet tooth.

Brian positioned three couches, before disappearing behind the bar.

I curled my finger at Hycinth, motioning for her to come over. Her eyes were still wide as she crossed the distance and laid down on the couch. She looked up at me and asked suspiciously, “What are you up to❞

I blinked. “What makes you think I’m up to anything?”

She tilted her head. “Because you’re looking at me like I’m a tasty little rabbit.”

My lips curled up even more. She wasn’t wrong.

Brian returned before I had to answer. He handed me a small silver tray with a shot glass, salt, and lime. I picked up the lime and Hycinth instantly opened her mouth to accept it between her teeth. If I had any doubt before she knew what she was doing, it was gone now. I placed the lime in her waiting mouth and repositioned myself so that I was kneeling at the end of the couch, rather than standing by her side. With one swift movement, I pulled her body toward me, so that her a*s was only inches away from the end of the couch, forcing her to bend her knees, so she could grip the edge of the couch with her toes.

She snatched the lime from her mouth and gasped, “Leander!” her eyes wild. “What are you doing?!”

“Payback’s a bitch, love,” I smirked wickedly.

She tried to squirm her way back up the couch, away from me, but I wouldn’t let her move an inch.

“No, no, no…let’s not be hasty,” she insisted. “Let’s talk about this first!”

“We already talked about it,” I reminded her. “You asked. Now you’re going to receive.”

“You can’t be serious!” She lifted her head and stared at me incredulously.

I ignored her objections, and demanded softly, “Lie back, love…and put the lime back in your mouth. I’m going to want it in a minute…or two.”

She continued to stare at me in shock. I sighed and stood to my feet, and leaned over her, my mouth coming down right on my mark. I gave it a hard pull. He head fell to the cushion, and her back arched. The luscious scent of her arousal filled the air. That’s better. I released her neck and sprinkled salt over the wet spot my mouth had made.

Hycinth’s chest was heaving, her eyes swirling with desire.

“Lime,” I reminded her.

Without another word, she obediently put the lime back between her teeth.

“Good girl,” I cooed and slid down a little so that I could pour the tequila exactly where I wanted it. She gasped when she felt the cool liquid pool on her flat belly and then run down between her legs.

Without another word, I quickly licked the salt away from her neck and dove in, sucking the liquor off of her stomach, my tongue swirling and teeth nipping at her flesh, as I moved down to her p***y. When I latched onto her clit through her panties, her back arched, almost coming off of the couch. She m****d loudly, slurring around the lime,

“Holy. F**k.”

I chuckled, entertained with her response. It was exactly what I wanted. But now I’d made her a promise I was going to fulfill. I hooked my finger through the crotch of her panties, pulling it aside and thrust my tongue into her. She bucked and writhed. I moved back to her clit. It was so swollen, it would take no time at all to get her off. Alternating between fast flicks with my tongue and sucking every last drop of the remaining tequila, it was mere seconds before I felt her muscles in her belly contract, and she released, her clit pulsing beneath my tongue.

Moving quickly back up her body, my mouth joined hers around the lime, the tart liquid bursting into my mouth. But it wasn’t what I wanted. Using my teeth, I plucked it from her mouth and spat it out, before plunging my tongue between her lips, letting her taste herself. She growled and met me back ferociously, her claws came out, sinking into my neck.

Without warning, I felt someone slap my a*s. Hard.

My head snapped to the side to replace Gwen standing next to me, shaking her hand as though it hurt.

“Hey!” Ever objected, glaring at her.

She looked up at him. “What? I had to do something. You saw them. In another minute, he was going to be ten inches deep.”

Her answer didn’t make things any better because Ever growled, “How the f**k do you know how deep he’d be?!”

She rolled her eyes. “The three of you have sported erections for most of the game. I’m not blind.”

Hycinth snorted with laughter. I looked back down at her and grinned. Gwen was right. Not the part about me taking her right there. I had no intention of doing that. But the fact I’d needed the hard slap to catch my attention. I reached out, and Hycinth took my hand, letting me pull her into a sitting position. I leaned in and whispered, “Are you okay?”

She nodded and smiled up at me. I stood and pulled her to her feet. When we all arrived back at the table, Brian began, “O-kay. Well, that was um…also quite interesting. The score hasn’t changed. Willow, proceed.”

We only had two cups left on the table, one with a dare or and one without. Willow easily tossed the ball into the cup containing the last dare. I tensed. As much as I have enjoyed every moment, I couldn’t handle another sexually charged challenge. I was going to need release…soon. Asher read the card, “Exchange shirts with your mate.”

His brow furrowed as he looked across the table to where none of our mates wore a shirt. “Uh…what do we do now?”

“Easy,” Brian smirked. Apparently, this question had come up before. “They wear your shirts…and you wear their bras.”

Ever snorted, but I was already unbuttoning my shirt, eager to get Hycinth covered again finally. I didn’t give a shit if I had to wear her bra in the process. Making my way across the table, I wrapped my shirt around her shoulders, and held it closed to keep her covered and commanded, “Bra please.”

She giggled and slipped her arms out of the bra, and then reached behind to undo the clasp, releasing it from her body.

“Hey! We never agreed,” Ever rumbled from behind me.

Without even bothering to look over my shoulder, I replied firmly, “Oh, we agreed.”

“Let it drop,” I ordered Hycinth, not willing to use either one of my hands until I had her completely buttoned up. The bra fell to the ground, and she slipped her arms into my shirt and then held it closed while I buttoned it up. Finally.

I stepped away and gathered the bra from the ground. I held it in front of me, not quite sure how I was going to manage to squeeze my large frame into her tiny bra. She took it from my hands and held it out. “Here, put your arms through.”

I did as she instructed.

“Now, turn around.”

Again, I followed her instruction without question, turning my back to her. But I already knew there was no way she was going to be able to do the clasp. I felt her pull on the straps a few times and then she muttered, “I think you’re going to have to let it hang like it is.”

“Works for me,” I replied, walking back over to my side of the table. I laughed when I finally noticed what Ever and Asher were wearing. Ever was decked out the same as I was, Gwen’s bra hanging from his shoulders, unable to clasp it in the back. But Willow had been wearing a camisole. The fabric must have been quite stretchy because Asher somehow managed to get it on. Although now it was pulled so tightly across his chest, his nipples were visible out the top, which just looked hilarious. I snorted, “Nice look, Nsync. Ready to finish this?”

He g*****d, “So ready.”

We must have all been ready because Ever aimed for a cup without a dare. Gwen drank it down. She did the same, causing him to drink. I followed suit and Hycinth right after me, sinking the last shot. I don’t even remember tasting it as I swigged it down quickly.

“Females win!” Brian announced.

After plenty of high-fives celebrating their success, Hycinth picked her dress up from the counter and looked around for a place to change. We made our way to the bathroom, all of us needing to relieve ourselves. Before she went in, I murmured, “Don’t bother putting it back on. You’ll be more comfortable in my shirt.”

She nodded and disappeared into the bathroom with the other girls. It didn’t take Ever, Asher and I long to pee and wash our hands before we emerged and waited for the girls to finish. I had no idea why it took longer for females to pee, but somehow it always did.

Finally, they walked out. Gwen and Willow had also decided not to change back into the dresses, preferring just to wear our shirts. Without a word, I gathered Hycinth in my arms, carrying her bridal style, and muttered, “Say goodbye.”

“Oh! Okay.” She had to look over my shoulder because I was already headed for the door. She called out loudly to the rest of the group who were trailing behind us, “Bye, bitches!”

Gwen and Willow erupted into giggles, the alcohol enhancing their amusement. I shook my head. I had already called for our driver and was pleased to see the vehicle waiting. He opened the door, and I tossed Hycinth inside. She squealed and landed with a little bounce in the soft seat. I climbed in next to her in. The door shut behind us. Her eyes were wide as I pushed a button that closed the privacy divider between the driver and us. The lights dimmed and then went out, leaving us in the darkened interior, as the driver put the car in gear and pressed on the gas.

Before Hycinth could even snap her seat belt, I lifted her out of her chair and onto my lap, reclining my seat back as far as it would go.