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Copyright © 2018 by Zoey Ellis
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First Edition: March 2018
Crave To Capture
Deleted Bonus Scene
This scene is in Cailyn’s point of view and was removed from Crave To Capture (Book 2) during revisions. All potential spoilers have been taken out, although the full context of the scene will probably make sense to those who have read the published book. Please remember this scene doesn’t impact the plot of the main published books.
Reminder: The Myth of Omega series is an explicit reading experience and is strictly for readers aged 18+.
DELETED BONUS SCENE
CAILYN
Her tears eventually ran out. She leaned against Drocco's vibrating chest, the misery of her situation rolling over in her mind. She was completely trapped.
Drocco’s arm locked around her as they lay facing each other on the bed, his purr vibrating through her.
"I'm displeased with your reaction, Cailyn," he growled.
“What did you expect?” she asked, her voice a low rasp.
“You were happy about it less than a week ago,” Drocco said sharply. “If you were willing to accept your instincts, you wouldn’t be so distraught."
“Maybe,” she muttered, her voice hard. “Maybe if I had no thoughts in my head I would be completely ecstatic.”
“You should consider it a blessing,” Drocco said, a warning in his tone. “You might think you would be safe here but you’re not.”
Cailyn felt too exhausted to answer. Her desolation pushed everything out of her mind, clearing her thoughts and absolving her from having to analyze her situation.
Drocco's wide, rough hand ran up her spine and settled on the back of her neck. He squeezed gently, causing a pleasurable warmth to spread throughout her body. He continued to massage the back of her neck and she relaxed into the feeling it roused in her. His other hand tucked underneath her to brush her hips, squeeze her ass, and tickle the back of her thighs.
Cailyn tried to ignore the arousal building in her, tried to block it out of her mind and forget everything about her surroundings, but it was impossible. Her nipples hardened, her slick gathered, and goosebumps skipped along her skin as every inch of her body came alive. And then Drocco leaned in, locking eyes with her as his hand behind her neck threaded into her hair, their noses touching.
Cailyn waited for him to speak, but he said nothing.
He nudged his knee between her legs and slipped his roaming hand up her inner thighs. Cailyn pressed her lips together, trying not to release a moan when his fingers tickled along her slit. When he pressed his fingers into her, rubbing her clit and dipping into her sodden entrance, he lifted his head to kiss her nose then returned to look at her eyes.
She turned her face away, unwilling to allow him to be tender with her, but he brought her head back to him. She averted her eyes away from his, as he played with her pussy.
"Look at me," he demanded.
"Why?" Cailyn asked bitterly.
"I want your eyes on me," he said. "Your brown eyes."
Cailyn frowned, returning her gaze to his. What did he mean by that? She opened her awareness to him. He watched her closely, almost studying her, with a tinge of something she didn’t recognize in his eyes. His purr was strong and mellow, but it was not like any of the other versions that she had come to recognize from when she was in the Palace. It had an edge to it that she wasn't familiar with. Something was different about him, something had changed. Maybe it was the change in their circumstance, or maybe something had happened in her Haze that she wasn’t aware of yet. The memories would return soon, but in the meantime, it was difficult to ignore the pleasure building from his hand between her legs.
She began to writhe against his fingers, staring into his eyes as she did so. The look in his eyes changed and he inched forward to capture her mouth with his. His kiss was slow and deep, savoring her as if he was tasting her for the first time. Indeed, she couldn’t help but savor him back. He tasted just as she remembered—incredible.
His finger slipped inside her, first one then another, and he lifted his knee to widen her legs as he worked in and out, sparking that deep spiraling pleasure as he continued to kiss her slowly, capturing her moans and whimpers. As she came, he released her hair to play with her nipples and send her even further into a deeper climax.
She panted as she recovered, her lips on his. He licked into her mouth, and then pulled back to look into her eyes again, nose to nose. He lifted his hand and sucked his wet fingers, not breaking the connection of their gaze.
Her breathing slowed as she stared back at him, wondering why he was displaying such strange behavior.
Drocco rolled on top of her, his heavy weight pressing her into the bed, his scent dominating her surroundings. Automatically, she opened her legs for him, and his large cock slid into her.
Cailyn sucked in a breath at the sharpness of the stretch, but didn't bother to try and resist. What was the point? He had already captured her the way he wanted. Still, as she looked back at him, her eyes stung with tears.
Drocco frowned at the sight of them. Exhaling in annoyance, he lifted her wrists above her head, pressing them down and securing them together, and instantly the restriction settled her emotions. Widening her legs, she relished the feel of him sinking deeper and deeper. Once at the hilt, he lowered down, locking his eyes with hers again as his rhythmic thrusts began. He lowered to a nipple and sucked it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud as he watched her face. His hips slammed into hers and jolted her whole body as he became wilder. She arched her back and tipped her face up as the coarse, primal ecstasy overwhelmed her, erasing her turmoil.
Drocco rose up and ran his hand down her arm from her wrists and settled his grip around her neck. He forced her head back to him. “Eyes,” he demanded, between grunts.
A shot of annoyance knocked Cailyn out of her reverie. “No,” she bit out, snapping her head to one side.
Drocco growled and lifted himself up on one hand, the other rubbing her neck and forcing her head back to him. Cailyn moaned at the added pleasure of his hand at her neck, but narrowed her eyes at him. He knew exactly what to do to manipulate her body and her mind, and she wanted him to know she knew it.
But her glare only served to excite him. He secured himself on his knees and fucked her mercilessly, releasing her neck to grab her hips and lift them so he could pound her easier. Of course, it felt amazing, which annoyed her even more. She gripped his arms, thrusting her hips up to fuck him back as she snarled at him, annoyed he could make her feel so fucking good. Within minutes they were clawing at each other, letting out the rawest of hard, guttural noises as they fought to fuck each other harder.
The force of their mating reawakened Cailyn’s anger at her circumstance, and she committed to fighting his dominance. He would not have the pleasure of her gaze just because he wanted it. The satisfaction of her defiance escalated the fiery bliss that consumed her, and she arched her back again, eager to find her release in its strength.
But as soon as her eyes moved from him, Drocco lifted her, turned and threw her to the other end of the bed, with a growl that shuddered straight to her core. She landed on her back, her mouth tight with anger that he’d stopped. Propping herself up on her elbows, she widened her legs, her slick trickling from her as she showed him where he was supposed to be. His dark eyes gleamed with excitement as he rose to his feet and moved to loom over her. He squatted between her spread-eagled legs and sunk his thick, solid cock into her. She moaned at the raw burn of the stretch, dropping her head back at the feel of him back inside her.
He grabbed the hair at the crown of her head and tilted it, to keep her face toward him as his body rammed into hers. “Keep your fucking eyes on me,” he said through gritted teeth, his slams rough and unrelenting.
“No,” Cailyn snapped. She twisted, trying to tuck her legs around him, and rolled onto her front, lifting her hips to ensure he stayed inside her.
He was forced to release her hair, but let out a rumbling roar at her disobedience. Every part of her body tingled at the sound. Withdrawing from her, he dropped back to sit upright on the bed and dragged her onto him, navigating her down roughly onto his cock and pressing her against his chest. With a thick arm around her waist, and a large hand gripping her hair to keep her face tilted, she had no choice but to look directly up at him, but she refused to leave it at that. Grabbing the back of his neck, she anchored herself and used her heels to rise up and slam down on his cock, taking it and claiming it in a way that made her own level of control abundantly clear.
As her climax began to coil, Drocco still wouldn’t let her look away. The violent nature of their fuck, the iron grip of his arms around her, and the harsh glare between them antagonized her every nerve. Her peak rose just as roughly as his treatment of her, and she embraced it,
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