“Top dresser drawer.”
With a squeak of amused delight, he jumped out of the tub, dripping water everywhere. His ass muscles flexed as he wobbled, and I wanted my cock between them again, even if it was at the risk of my life.
A low whistle sounded from the room. “There are enough sex toys and restraints here to supply a small dungeon.”
“Don’t get any ideas!”
His giggle was infectious, and I wished I could see his face. Next came a pained groan that told me the wave was near.
“Come back here.” I braced on the tub to jump out, but he returned with a pair of handcuffs and nipple clamps.
I raised my eyebrows at the latter, but he was too busy grabbing my wrist.
The click of the cuffs was deafening in the tiled room, and panic flooded my abdomen.What the fuck was I thinking?I pulled on my right hand, but there was no ominous rattle against the steel hoop due to the padding on the cuff. Oleander could have brought the iron ones I saw in the drawer, but he picked these instead.
“You look scared.” Ole grinned, rounding the tub, spinning the other set of cuffs on his finger.
“Should I be?”
“Nah. I don’t want to do this, but—” He pursed his lips. “Well, I actually do. You said you enjoyed the previous times, so think about that now. We all get what we need from this, yeah?”
“Yes. But will you feel better when I’m restrained?”
“Definitely. I mean, you haven’t choked me, cut me, or put out a cig on me, but you did fuck me when I was out of it and couldn’t consent.”
Oh, God, had that happened to him before? “Yes, I—I did.” There was no point arguing. He was right.
“So sit tight and let me ride this wave. Ah, shit, dammit!” He doubled over then fell to all fours, moaning as clear slick leaked down his thighs to the floor.
The scent of it hit my nose—sweet and enticing. If I could reach him right now, I’d bury my face in his cheeksand lap it all up, then I’d fuck him on those tiles until we both collapsed.
“Quick, cuff my other hand.” Well, that was a sentence I never thought I’d say to an omega.
Fumbling, his fingers shaky, he secured my left wrist. I was helpless, but my need to claim, knot, and absolutely own his hole took precedence in my mind.
He drained half of the water, revealing my cock straining over the surface, and climbed in to straddle me. His hands looked small against my pecs, but at that moment, he had all the power.
Giving up control like this was new to me, but the glint in his eyes made it worth being restrained. He reached behind himself and brought back a hand smeared with his slick. I inhaled, licking my lips. Fuck, the taste of the thick, clear substance was etched in my memory. Now, it covered my cock again as Ole spread it with quick strokes.
I groaned. “What are you waiting for? You need my cum in your womb, not in the tub.”
The tilt of his head as he inspected my dick would have been adorable if not for the hungry gaze.
“How big is your knot? Is it proportionate to this?” He squeezed my shaft, and I pulled on my restraints. He was playing with me, the little shit.
“I have no clue. I’ve never seen it outside of an omega I fucked.”
“I heard it’s painful ifit grows outside.”
“That’s why it never has.”
He tapped his chin and was about to say something, but instead, he let out a pained grunt, bending over until his forehead rested on my chest.
When the cramp abated, he wasted no time, positioned himself, and sunk down on my cock in one motion. He was ready and pliant, his body welcoming me with its warmth.
“I can feel the entrance to your womb.” The head of my erection bumped it, but it was not open yet.
“Yeah, you’re grazing it.” He lifted himself halfway then plopped back down, releasing a lascivious sound that bounced off the walls.
