Chapter 3

Logan's POV

“I have to get my omega slave where I want and when I want, don't you think?” He asked, his brows raised in amusement and I scoffed in disbelief.

“I fell asleep! I overslept! Why would you do this? I don't want to live with you.” I groaned in exasperation. “I don't care what you did. Bring Owen back. Please.”

“Why?? Do you love him? You want him instead? You guys have been fucking in secret?” He asked in what sounded like jealousy and even though my cheeks burned, I was boiling with anger.

“What is it to you? Why? Are you a faggot like me? Remember when you tried to bully me because of it? Are you jealous now?” I questioned, trying to rile him up but he pressed his body against mine, making my eyes widen.

“What if I am?”

“What?”

I was confused now and very sure he was doing everything to mess with me.

“You belong to me now. You're mine, Logan. Your body, your mind, everything, you belong to me.” He whispered, his hand moving to trace my bottom lip gently and I let out a shaky breath.

“I'm not an object to be owned,” I whispered back but he simply smiled, his hand moving to the back of my neck as he gripped it gently. “James…”

“Goddess, you've never called me by name before.” He groaned and I froze, realizing I had just accidentally called out his name. “Say it again. I wanna hear you say my name like I'm the one you worship.

“No,” I muttered defiantly and he sucked in a sharp breath as he let go of my hands. Just when I thought he was going to move away, his hand snaked into my shirt, his arm wrapping around my bare waist and I froze.

“Let go—” I instinctively placed my hand on his chest and his muscles flexed under my touch.

“Say my name, Logan.” He whispered but I kept my lips sealed with a defiant expression.

When he saw that I wasn't going to budge, his free hand fisted my hair gently and the next second, his lips were on mine.

This has to be a dream. James was actually kissing me. The straightest alpha to exist, the one whom all the cheerleaders wanted, was kissing me?

I immediately pushed him away from me, my eyes widening in shock when I didn't see an iota of disgust in his eyes.

“Are you insane? Do you realize what you're doing?” I asked in frustration but he looked unbothered. “I'm a guy just like you! What will happen if you get caught? Do you realize—”

“Are you worried about yourself or me?” He interrupted me, his fingers caressing my waist and I let out a shaky breath.

“I agreed to do whatever you wanted. But this wasn't part of the plan. Let me go.” I said defiantly but he only leaned in closer, making my hand curl into his shirt.

“Doing this is also part of whatever I want. I want you. And you can't say no.” He replied with a grin and I gasped in disbelief. “Take off your clothes, Logan.”

“No!” I said immediately, using all the strength I had to push him far away from me. “Hell no! I'm not… I won't… Please don't make me.”

“Is there something else you're hiding?” He asked with raised brows. “You've got a lot of secrets for a little thing like you.”

“I'm not little.” I spat, walking to my bed as I wrapped my arms around myself.

He was right, I had another secret that I wanted to carry to my freaking grave. No one should know. It wasn't trivial, it was an abomination.

“Then strip, Logan.”

“I said I won't.”

“Oh? Fine then. I think the school should know the truth.” He muttered with a grin as he made his way to the door. “Your choice.” He added and I knew he wasn't kidding.

I couldn't let my secret go public, but I also couldn't let him find out the other truth.

Damnit!

“Wait,” I said immediately, moving to stop him and he paused. “I'll strip,” I whispered and he turned to me in satisfaction as he turned the key to the door, locking the room.

Starting from my shirt, I took off every piece of clothing on my body until I was standing in just my underwear.

“Fuck, you are gorgeous.” He whispered, approaching me, and my face burned in embarrassment. “How dare you hide all that under those huge clothes?”

“You think anyone would want to see a feminine figure instead of abs and muscles?” I questioned softly as I looked away but he made me look at him.

“Is this what you were shy about? You're… perfect. It's nothing to be ashamed about. At least not to me.” He muttered, his arm wrapping around my waist as he pulled me closer to him.

I wasn't shy about my figure. I just couldn't expose it because I was supposed to be an alpha.

I opened my mouth to speak when he kissed me deeply, swallowing my words and after realizing that I had no choice, I gave in. I kissed him back passionately as my back hit the wall, my hands finding his hair while his hands roamed over my body.

His hand slipped into my underwear and I let out a shaky moan when he palmed my cock.

“James…” I whimpered without thinking as our foreheads touched, a string of saliva connecting our lips as he started to stroke my cock even faster.

“Call out my name.” He groaned as I moaned out his name over and over, making him chuckle in satisfaction.

“Fuck, you moan so prettily.”

Because of that, I bit down on my bottom lip to stop any more moans or whimpers from slipping out. But then he stopped, looking at me in displeasure.

“Don't fucking hide those moans from me.” He muttered as I tried to catch my breath.

“I don't like them… They make me sound—”

“Slutty?” He asked with raised brows and I rolled my eyes. “I think you sound perfect.”

“I sound feminine,” I muttered in dissatisfaction but he chuckled softly, leaning down to kiss my lips gently.

“You're an omega. What did you expect?”

“I told you not to call me that.” I spat in annoyance. “I'm not— Oh, James…” My words turned into shaky moans as he started to stroke my cock again and my eyes rolled back in pleasure.

“Fuck…” I whimpered when his thumb brushed over the tip of my cock, my knees buckling in response.

He knew I was going to cum when my voice grew louder so he kissed me, swallowing my moans as I came in his hand and my underwear.

I tried so hard to catch my breath as I came down from my high, but the next moment, I was on the bed, and James was right on top of me.

“W-what are you doing?” I asked with wide eyes and he smirked, his lips reaching down to kiss my chest.

“What do you think? I'm gonna fuck you, my little thing.” He whispered and I froze, my eyes widening in shock as fear gripped me tightly.

“I can get pregnant!” I revealed shakily and he stiffened, his expression frozen.