Mine to Wreck

ROWAN’S POV

I sob, nodding frantically, the image burning into my brain.

“I’d let the whole world watch—just don’t stop—”

“That’s my perfect omega,” he praises, voice dripping sin, hand sliding from my hair to collar my throat, fingers pressing into the sides just enough to make me lightheaded, just enough to make every sensation sharper. “My greedy, cock-drunk little slut. No one else gets this.