I realized with a crackle of surprise that the shallow, panting breaths reaching my ears didn’t belong to the omega—but to me. I was keyed up in a way I almost never got, helped along with the setting and the slight impediment of my vision from my mask. It was almost like looking through a screen, an out-of-body experience that could only be described as otherworldly.
My personal omega porn film, the only thing missing was my pack to fuck her while I gave directions. The idea made my cock twitch, another fat bead of precum slipping to the floor.
She whined, sweat slick knees slipping on the floor slightly as she tried to readjust, hunting for any crumb of friction, of relief.
“Do you want a taste?” I asked, voice quiet and buttery smooth—totally at odds with the sharp tug I gave to her pigtail.
She moaned, nails biting into the floor. “Yes, please.”
“Yes, please, who?” I asked, giving another sharp tug.
The swell of her perfume was stifling, my jaw tight as I fought to focus.
“Yes, please,alpha,”she corrected through a whine.
I smirked, hand adjusting to forcefully lock against the back of her head, pushing her face to the ground. “Lick it up.”
The concrete wascold against my cheek and nose.
My face smooshed against the dirty floor should’ve grossed me out, should’ve been an immediate fuck no when it came to the list of things that I knew I wanted. But with the masked alpha’s hand shifting to the back of my neck, letting me up just enough to readjust to press the flat of my tongue against the filthy ground to seek out the barest taste of him… I was so wet that I could feel the slick dripping down my thighs.
The subtle metallic of the floor cut into the alpha’s musky flavour—warm and sweet and savoury all at once. Creamy caramel cut with sharp sea salt exploding over my tongue, making me nearly lose myself entirely, moaning enthusiastically as I tongued and sucked at the ground.
His low grumble, almost a purr, shot straight to my core as he used his grip to pull me back up, eyes on mine behind the crescent cuts of his mask.
I wondered what he looked like.
Would the alpha that’d plucked my strings as surely as a violin be handsome? Did he have full lips or thin? A scar?
It didn’t matter, I knew. The question died as quickly as it had formed as he used his free hand to rub the tip of his cock against my lips, smearing precum over the remnants of my sticky bubblegum lip gloss. I was cursing it now, the even subtle taste of it interrupting the one I really craved.
“Open.”
I obeyed the order with an eagerness that was almost foreign. The excitement coiled in my body more like possession than arousal.
Seconds ticked by like hours as he hovered over my eager, waiting mouth.
I couldn’t take it anymore, my overheated skin itching with catastrophic levels of need. Before I could stop myself, I leaned forward, my tongue licking a desperate stripe along his tip without being asked, lips closing around the rosy head for a whiny suck that barely felt like my body doing it.
The explosion of salted caramel on my tongue was gone as quickly as it came, a rough hand gripping my pigtails making me let out a moan at the sharp, delicious pain.
“Did I tell you to touch?” the masked alpha asked, voice tinged with a growl that I felt from the crown of my head all the way to the tips of my toes.
“N-no…” I gasped out at another rough tug, narrowly resisting the urge to slip my hand up my skirt.
“Then follow the instructions I give you, or you won’t get anything from me. Needy omega fucktoy.”
I’dneverbeen spoken to like that; the guys I’d been with before were more into missionary or the occasional doggy fuck than anything that would require more than an A16 rating in a movie. But this alpha?
He was demanding. Self-assured.
The need to follow his orders hit me like a sim who’d been told to take out the garbage. No choice but to obey, and even wetter for it as the minutes passed.
“Okay.”
Another rough tug nearly lifted me from the floor. “Okay?” the alpha snarled over my whimper.
“Yes, alpha!” I corrected quickly, rewarded with a gentle stroke over my cheek.
