Expensive - Amy Bellows Page 0,1
properly bond to me. Perhaps if I had known, I would have put up more resistance. I like to think I would have. I’m not really sure.
“When someone finds their fated mate, they want to bond to them more than anything in the world, but sometimes bonding is impossible. Dragon shifters can only bond in their dragon forms. My intended alpha was too weak to shift into a dragon, so he never managed to bond with me before he died. We weren’t fated, but we were magically tied by a warlock, so I still felt the same ache to bond. Even after he died five years ago.”
Davey’s eyes soften. He feels sorry for me. Everyone does. Their pity is almost as bad as the bond ache.
“Doctors can surgically remove a bond. Unfortunately, if a bond is never consummated, there’s nothing for them to remove. And unless a bond is removed, you can’t ever bond to anyone else, so my bond ache will never go away.”
We sit in silence for a few long beats. Finally, he clasps his hands together in his lap and leans forward. “The ache… does that mean…”
“It means that I’m… incredibly lonely. And my sex drive is much higher than average.”
His shoulders tense. I had hoped a porn star would be comfortable with a conversation like this, but I guess not.
“The problem is that I can’t have casual sex. My doctor said that once I get physically intimate with someone, I’ll become attached too easily. He said I’ll do anything they want me to. Absolutely anything. Which is dangerous for any omega, really, but especially for me because of my money.”
I don’t tell Davey that, other than the one time I had sex with my intended alpha so my father could catch it on film, I’ve never been with anyone. In all the ways that matter, I’m still a virgin. An alpha’s never taken off my clothes. Never held me. I’ve never even been kissed. Edward Monroe was alive for less than a year after we were magically tied, and I was more of a trophy than a person to him. He never actually wanted me.
Davey sits back in his chair. “Mr. Sullivan, the talent I manage isn’t what you’re looking for. Maybe you’d do better with a hired knot. They help omegas through their heats. I’m sure they could draw up a contract for you that would keep you safe—”
I shake my head. “No. I want Timber.”
“Timber is a porn star. He makes porn.”
“I want to make porn. For myself.”
I never meant for Marjorie to discover my obsession with Timber’s videos. When she first started working as my butler two years ago, I simply told her I had my own methods for managing my bond ache. Unfortunately, I have to masturbate several times a day to keep my libido in check, and that’s hard to hide when you spend a lot of time with someone. She was never judgmental about it, but eventually she brought up the idea of hiring a sex worker. I told her I preferred to get off to videos of Timber. She off-handedly suggested that I hire him.
Over the last few months my bond ache got worse, so she brought it up again. And again. Then she gave me Davey’s contact info and said she had a plan. She thinks sex with an alpha might help. That porn made from my own experience with my favorite porn star might be enough to stave off the constant desire I feel.
I don’t know if it will help, but it’s worth a try.
Davey sighs. “Making porn is different than regular sex. It’s… a production. A show. It wouldn’t be what you need.”
Marjorie steps forward with the folder that includes the contract she carefully put together with my help.
“You will present Timber with this contract,” she says. “If he doesn’t agree once he sees what Andrew is willing to pay, then we’ll go from there.”
The money is my only saving grace. I’m offering Timber over a million dollars for less than a week of work.
Davey takes the folder. “Okay. But I have to warn you. Timber would never work as a hired knot. Do you know his background?”
It’s Timber’s background that drew me to him in the first place. He was rescued from a red wolf shifter breeding pit. Red wolf shifter omegas have unique pheromones that make every alpha they meet believe they’ve found their fated mate. The pit breeders sell them for obscene amounts