I’ve always loved a bit of pain with my pleasure.
Abruptly, I stop, settling Valley down on her feet. Valley’s eyes widen and she gasps, her features turning into a frown as I take a step from her.
She’s pissed. Rightfully so. Her pussy was like a vice grip, clamping down around me in the lead up to the orgasm I just denied her.
“What the fuck, Olis!” she yells, whacking a hand into my shoulder. My responding chuckle only has her face reddening further as I look down upon her.
Quicker than either of us can blink, my hand snaps up, gripping Valley’s throat.
“Present for your Alpha,” I growl, sending a shiver down Valley’s body. I feel her throat bob beneath my grip as I hold her in place, waiting for her to bend to my will. Her eyes are heated as I watch the internal fight.
The Omega side of her wants to submit. It's in every single facet of her nature.
But Valentina? The woman I have so quickly fell in love with fights against the act. No, the woman I love doesn’t bend to the will of an Alpha. After what it has taken her to get here, not even the promise of ecstasy is enough to get her to submit for me.
No, my precious Omega will fight me every step. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter Thirty
This fucking Alpha.
The nerve Olis has believing a demand just short of an Alpha-bark would get me to submit to him.
But fuck, if it isn’t one of the hottest things I have ever heard.
Slick drips down my thighs as I hang in the centre of a fully cemented room. There is a strong smell of blench that clings to the room … along with the scent of blood and piss.
Its a dizzying feeling to know that you are being fucked raw in the torture room of the Mafia. Even more so that the Capo is the one who has your knees trembling for him.
Even as I dangle here completely at his mercy, there isn’t a chance in hell that I am not going to submit to him.
Not this fucking easily.
No, if he wants me to bend to his will. He is going to have to make me.
Telling him exactly that has us both pausing for a moment. I’m not ready for him to move.
Within seconds, he grabs me by the hips, flips me so my back is to his chest, grips my hips and slams his cock back into my pussy.
I scream, my back bowing as pleasure courses through me.
“That's it, my little Omega slut. Bend that fucking back and give yourself to me. Show me just how fucking thirsty you are for my cock.”
I do exactly that, becoming his little whore as I take every single thrust.
But it's not enough. I need more. More of him.
Feeling the need to be a brat, I turn my head, meeting eye contact with my Alpha.
“Is that all you got? I thought you were going to take me. To show me that I am yours.”
Shrugging my shoulders, I level him with a look. “Maybe I need to go find someone else.”
Olis’ hand wraps around my throat before I finish the sentence. Any kind of further retort is cut off as is my oxygen.
Keeping my back bowed, he brings us closer together so his face is beside mine.
“Such a bratty little slut. Don’t you think I can feel the way your pussy flutters for me? That I can’t feel just how much you are loving this?”
