They hadn’t even gotten past the front door when Faye suddenly started kissing Princess out of nowhere.
That was her last card.
Make love until Princess got tired and fell asleep... or maybe satisfy her enough to make her forget about it. Her heart was beating like crazy against her ribs, a fast, desperate rhythm that she tried to hide as she pressed her lips hard against Princess’s mouth.
Now they were on the couch inside the game room.
Faye was sitting on top of Princess, kissing her passionately. She moved her body aggressively, her breathing turning short and hot as she tried to completely overwhelm the alpha’s senses.
Princess was trying to resist and stay focused, but Faye wasn’t letting her. Every time Princess tried to pull away, Faye grabbed her hand and guided it to her butt cheek.
Princess was so turned on as she squeezed Faye’s butt. She couldn’t help herself. Her fingers dug deep into the soft flesh, her chest expanding with a sudden, rough intake of air.
Both moaned into each other’s mouths, letting the passion take control. The sound broke through the quiet room, their hearts hammering together in a fast, reckless pace that threatened to melt all their rules.
But Princess was still trying to focus and not let Faye seduce her. She could feel the trap closing around her, her brain screaming at her to keep her head straight despite the intense heat radiating from the omega.
"No, no, no..." Princess moaned as she pulled away from Faye’s lips. Both of them breathed heavily. Their chests heaved up and down in total sync, their lungs desperate for oxygen in the thick, scented air.
"Say the word now," Princess said. Her voice was incredibly deep and gravelly, her eyes flashing with a dangerous level of desire.
"I want to do it first, let’s do it... Please.." Faye whispered. Her voice was a low, rushing breath against the alpha’s jawline.
She traced her lips down to Princess’s neck and slowly licked it. Her tongue moved across the warm skin, her small hands sliding up the alpha’s broad shoulders to lock her in place.
Princess shut her eyes, getting carried away by the feeling, but she squeezed her own hands so tightly that she could feel her nails digging into her palms. Her jaw locked tight, her breath catching in her throat as she fought against the absolute pleasure washing over her.
"Faye, say the word and let’s talk," Princess said. She tried to force the words out through her teeth, her entire body trembling with the effort to stay controlled.
Faye licked Princess’s ear before whispering,
"I’m so fucking horny right now, babe... I want to feel your tongue inside me," Faye whispered. Her words were so tempting that her voice was almost unrecognizable. It was thick, dripping with raw need, her lips brushing directly against the sensitive skin of the alpha’s earlobe.
Princess took a deep breath. Hearing those words was incredibly hard to resist. At that moment, she wanted to rip Faye’s clothes off and pin her to the couch. Her ribs expanded to their absolute limit, her alpha instincts screaming at her to just take what was hers right then and there.
Faye’s plan was working. She was winning. She was giving herself to the Alpha, hoping Princess would lose control over her body and forget about the conversation she had been waiting to have. A small sense of victory flared in her stomach, her breathing turning even faster as she pressed her hips down against Princess’s waist.
Princess smiled. She cupped the back of Faye’s head and pulled her closer before slipping her tongue into her girlfriend’s mouth. The kiss was deep and demanding, a sudden explosion of heat that made Faye let out a soft, helpless whine.
Princess was taking control, and just when she gained the upper hand, she suddenly turned them over and pinned Faye onto the couch.
Both girls were breathless. Their lungs pumped rapidly, the fast pace of the encounter leaving them both dizzy under the ceiling lights.
Just as Princess reached for Faye’s belt, lucky Faye had wore pants, she pulled it free and locked both of Faye’s hands behind her back. Faye’s face was turned toward the couch. The leather strap came out of the loops with a sharp, slithering sound, and before Faye could even blink or think, her arms were yanked backward.
Then Faye felt her wrists being tied together with her own belt. The cold metal buckle pressed against her skin, the leather wrapping around her joints in a tight, firm knot.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Faye grunted, trying to break free from Princess’s grip, but Princess had the upper hand. She wiggled her shoulders, her feet kicking fruitlessly against the couch as her breath came in angry snorts through her nose.
"Trying to seduce me isn’t going to work, Faye. Say the word," Princess said. She didn’t even sound winded, her hands working with quick, calm precision to finish the knot.
She finished tying Faye’s hands securely with the belt before, then grabbed Faye’s shoulders and hauled her up, making sure she was stable against the back couch.
Princess then walked over to her gaming desk, rolled her chair over, and stopped directly in front of Faye.
She sat down like a boss-bitch and stared at her glaring girlfriend. She leaned back, crossing one leg over the other, her eyes filled with absolute amusement.
"What is with that look, Cotton? If you say the word and we talk this through... we can continue," Princess said, her voice carrying the grin of victory. Her chest rose with a steady, relaxed breath, completely enjoying the fact that she had won the little game.
"Fuck you," Faye glared. Her eyes were burning with pure fury, her jaw clamped tight as she sat stuck in her seat.
"Those glares aren’t going to do anything, baby... You even look sexy when you glare at me." Princess teased, a low chuckle escaping her lips.
"Fuck you," Faye repeated, her feet dangling as she tried to kick Princess from where she sat.
Princess rolled farther away, laughing at the way Faye was behaving.
When Faye finally stopped and gave up, Princess rolled her chair back until she was close again. The wheels rolled smoothly, bringing her right into the omega’s personal space.
She reached out her hand, her thumb hook under Faye’s jaw to tilt her face upward.
Their eyes met. The silence inside the game room stretched out, the fast tension from before slowly shifting into something much deeper.
"Why can’t you just open up to me, babe? I tell you everything about my life. Why can’t you tell me what’s going on in yours?" Princess asked. Her voice had softened now. Her chest rose and fell with a long, quiet sigh, all the teasing completely gone from her expression.
"If I tell you what you want to know, you’ll fucking get angry." Faye muttered. She looked away, her shoulders slumping as her breathing turned small and tight.
"Baby, I’m not going to get angry at you. I just want you to be open with me. Whenever you talk, I can see through your lies. I just want your honesty. We are mates, which means we’re together forever... for better or worse." Princess said. Her fingers stroked Faye’s cheekbone gently, her voice warm and steady.
Faye paused, her eyes blinking as the weight of the words hit her chest. Her heart settled into a heavy, slow beat.
"Fine... just promise you won’t freak out or avoid me." Faye said softly.
"I won’t." Princess promised, her eyes completely serious.
"And also, don’t ask me questions. Just let me talk... and untie me."
"Fine then, baby. The floor is all yours." Princess replied.
She unlooped the leather with a quick pull, letting Faye’s arms fall free, and sat back in her chair with a calm breath.
"Unpause." Faye said.