“Does that answer your question?” My voice sounded more confident than I felt.
I never imagined myself to be so brazen, but if this last week had taught me anything, it was that I was much braver than I thought. I might have been terrified, hands trembling and knees shaking, but that didn’t stop me from being stubborn as hell.
With a smirk, Revel tore his T-shirt off over his head and tossed it to the floor. My eyes trailed over his perfectly chiseled torso, which somehow looked even more massive without fabric covering it. His hands went for the elastic of his boxers and my stomach fluttered. I’d never seen a naked man up close before, but I refused to be bashful now.
I’d already decided that this was what I wanted. There was no point in dragging it out.
As he shoved the material down, I scrambled out of my fishnets and thong. My skin heated when I realized I was completely naked, but when I looked up and saw Revel’s massive cock bobbing free of his boxers, all my shame evaporated. It was thick and long, with veins running up the sides, and it had a silver hoop through the head.
I tried not to stare.
Christ, he was sexy as sin.
“Come here,” he urged, his voice deep and gravelly.
Under normal circumstances, taking orders from this alpha was the last thing I would do. But with the heat burning through my veins, and my pussy throbbing needily for attention, I did as I was told, carefully stepping over the collection of clothes growing on the floor.
He bent to grab my ass with both hands, lifting me like I was weightless. I squeaked as the floor disappeared underneath me and wrapped my legs around him the best I could. When his rock-hard cock pressed against my ass, I froze, but his lips were on mine before I could form a single thought. He gripped my skin to the point of pain, and I was sure my ass would have bruises in the morning, but I didn’t care.
“I hate you,” I muttered between kisses.
“Likewise.”
He stepped forward until my back pressed against the cool, smooth cabinet doors, and he pinned me there. I wanted to slow down, to trail my fingers over every one of his muscles until I memorized them, but I knew there wasn’t time. Troupe members would be making their way back to the bus soon, and I didn’t want to get caught like this.
Not to mention, Revel was nothing to me. There was no point in me savoring any second we shared together; we were both means to an end in this moment.
Nothing more, nothing less.
He kissed his way around my throat, squeezing my tit with one hand while his other squeezed my ass. I rolled my hips involuntarily, desperate to feel him inside of me.
“Please,” I whined before I could stop myself. I was wound so tight, so fucking horny I wanted to cry, and I needed relief.
“Please what?” he asked against my throat, his deep voice vibrating over my skin.
“Fuck me,” I gritted out.
He chuckled once and shifted against me, grabbing his cock and guiding the tip to my entrance. I froze and caught my breath, trying to brace myself without making it obvious. “Is this what you want?”
I nodded with my eyes closed, shivering as his lips danced to the other side of my neck.
He rocked his hips forward, the tip of his cock sinking into me, and I groaned at the intrusion. He was thick, bigger than any toy I’d used before, stretching me to the point of pain, but I didn’t care. I clung to his shoulders for support and wiggled my hips, begging for more.
“You’re a needy little beta, aren’t you?” he asked, pulling his hips back before punching them forward again. This time, he buried another inch of his cock inside, and I fought the urge to whimper. “So desperate for alpha cock.”
Another punch of his hips, and he was buried deeper. The pain increased with every stroke, while the fullness did delicious things to me. It wasn’t a knot, not by a long shot, but it was closer to one than I’d ever been, which had my omega instincts reeling with anticipation.
He worked himself inside me, and I shoved away any thoughts of pain and discomfort in favor of the heat blooming through my middle. I was so incredibly full, stretched farther than I’d ever been before—I could hardly imagine a knot fitting.
Maybe I wasn’t built like a normal omega because there was no way anything else could fit inside me.
Was it possible to have beta anatomy while still having heats and omega pheromones?
Revel drew back his hips and thrust forward again, shattering my train of thought.
“Hold on to me,” he urged under his breath, and I barely had time to throw my arms around his neck before he picked up the pace. I whimpered every time he pistoned his hips, the mix of pain and pleasure making my head swim. It was delicious torture, the discomfort fading with every thrust.
“Fuck,” I breathed when he slammed into me extra hard, the jolt nearly making me lose my breath.
