Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 492: The Exhibit Micah was naked on stage and unashamedly so from the way he stood tall and proud, flashing everything to her without so much as a blink.

Adele swallowed. Goddess help her.

For a demon, Micah looked like he had been carved by God himself. He was sinfully beautiful, the kind of handsthat was dangerous. He had a strong jaw, and lips that she couldn't help but want to kiss.

He was well muscled, favored with broad shoulders, sculpted arms and her eyes couldn't help but drift lower, devouring the ridges of his abdomen. His six-pack looked hard enough to break bones on and to the side, just above his hips was the clean, brutal ink of a serpent. It was so detailed that it looked ready to slither off his skin. Her greedy gaze trailed the deep V of his hips, leading straight to his- Holy mother of God.

Adele's eyes widened at the sheer size of him.

How... how could that possibly fit inside her? Micah's lips curved to the side like a predator enjoying the cornered flutter of its prey. He could already tell where her thoughts had wandered.

Like what you see? That smug mouth seemed to say without a single word.

Adele scowled at him even though every muscle in her body was wound tight and begging her to go to him. No, she would not fall for this. She had to wake up and run before — She gasped suddenly, bending over as a fever cramp knotted savagely in her gut, followed by a rush of wetness that flooded between her thighs.

Gods, she was soaked.

"What are you doing to me?" Adele rasped, her breath catching like a jagged hook in her chest.

Micah's eyes darkened. "Oh, honey," he drawled, voice so rich and sexy she could've climaxed just from that alone. "I think the real question is-what's happening to us?" Then he stepped forward, hunger gleaming in every inch of his gaze. His voice dropped to a growl.

"But I'm sure you already know the answer." Then he was right in front of her without even moving.

Adele gasped, startled, nearly stumbling backward, but Micah caught her. His hands wrapped around her like bands of fire, and she nearly melted into him, every cell in her body leaning closer, and craving more even as the sensible part of her screamed don't succumb.

Micah's eyes were so dark now she could no longer tell where his iris ended and his pupil began. The air around him simmered with sexual tension.

He hissed, "You desireand yet you run from me." Adele clenched her jaw, forcing the words through gritted teeth. "We are not a perfect match." For a dream, this felt shockingly real. The weight of his body, the heat of his hands, and the way her own thighs clenched just from his nearness was all too real. She fought the instinct to close the space between them and grind herself against him until she reached that glorious end.

Adele was so damn horny, she would've taken any form of relief at this point.

"Why? Because I'm a demon?" Micah's voice held a dangerous edge now, anger in his tone.

"I don't hold what you are against you," Adele shot back. "But I can't deal with it. You're too much trouble, Micah, and I can't just pretend you haven't slept with half the girls in Lunaris Academy." Micah growled low in his throat. "You're my mate. What makes you think I'd want anyone else after we're bonded?" "That doesn't erase your past!" Adele's voice cracked with frustration. "You wantto just live with the fact that nearly every girl I work with knows what you look like naked? That they know how you taste? How do you expectto deal with that?" "Then what would you have haddo?!" Micah's voice rose this time. "I need sexual energy to survive. I'm an incubus! It's my nature! If you're so against me, then why don't you just reject me?" His chest was heaving now, his eyes boring into her with raw intensity. "Why don't you rejectnow and save us both the misery? I'd rather deal with the pain than live with a mate who loathes me. That never ends well." Adele swallowed hard, then shook her head. "I'm sorry. I can't." Micah pulled her closer until their bodies touched, heat searing between them. "You can't, or you don't want to?" "I don't want to go through the pain of rejection. I just want to survive the Matebond and make my decision with a clear mind. I don't want the mating fever clouding my choice." Micah let out a low, mocking laugh. Then he said quietly, "You can't escape the mating fever." "I can," Adele said, her voice firm with determination.

"I can't." Micah's voice dropped, hoarse with restraint. "Even now, you don't know how much I burn for you." The next thing Adele knew, her clothes vanished. It was not removed, but was gone, as if they'd never existed in the first place.

Adele gasped, her arms instinctively flying up to cover herself only to feel cold metal snap around her wrists and ankles. Her breath hitched.

What the hell was going on right now.

She was bound midair, naked and sprawled out like an offering beneath the harsh circus spotlight: A rush of cold air licked over her feverish skin, but it was the voices that made her stiffen.

Cheers, whistles, and applause cfrom an invisible audience drunk with anticipation, their voices echoing through the empty tent as if this was the main event. "Micah?" Adele was scared now. "What are you doing?" Panic slithered up her spine like ice.

"Showing you what an incubus is truly capable of," his voice purred, dark and honeyed. "Perhaps this performance will change your mind."

Micah eyes darkened and lips curved into a smile that promised m wickedness. He didn't even touch her but Adele felt a heated caress ghost up her thigh, between her legs, and she let out a moan. The crowd roared at once.

The show had just begun.

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