“Teasing me like that.” A third smack makes her whine frustratedly as she tries to move, and her honeyed arousal rises like a mist around us.
I tut. “I think someone’s in need of a spanking.”
Harper’s shorts dampen under my hands, letting me know exactly how much she likes that idea.
“Needy little omega,” I growl.
She whines in agreement. “Please, Rogue,”
I slap her ass just a touch harder, her cry of arousal going straight to my cock. “Alpha,” I demand. “You’ll call me alpha while we’re doing this.”
“Yes, alpha,” she moans, panting. The sounds coming out of her mouth stroke over me like a caress. I could come just listening to them. My office is closest, and I stroll through. The chair is big, comfortable, and more than enough for what I have in mind.
Taking a seat, I lower Harper carefully until she’s facing the floor with her ass facing up as she lies across my legs. She’s breathing heavily, honey and cinnamon pulsing from her skin as she stays still, her white shirt pulling against her back. I sit there for a moment, admiring her, before I reach forward and run my finger gently under the end of her shorts, along the curve where her ass cheek meets her thigh. When she tries to pull her legs up, she gets another tap, and stills.
“You look beautiful like this, love,” I murmur. Running my hand back up her silky skin, I pull the edge of her shorts down slowly until her bare ass is revealed, creamy and smooth against my hand. She’s wearing lace panties that arrived as part of her compound-approved kit, legs pressed together. My mouth waters at the urge to bite into that perfect skin. I trace her seam gently, dragging my finger down it as a purr erupts from me.
Harper shakes, letting out little trembles and moans as I explore every inch of her with my hand. When I can almost taste her slick on my tongue, I push my hand gently between her legs and she opens them immediately, enough for my hand to fit through.
“Good girl,” I praise, and her back arches in response. Our little omega loves being praised. She opens up to it, like a sunflower when it grows towards the sun. I’ve always been highly dominant and Harper responds instinctively to it, a natural submissive that speaks to the alpha in me. I want her to submit to me, desperately. But on her own terms. I don’t want to force it, and I need to be careful not to overwhelm her. It takes a huge amount of trust to submit to an alpha, and I silently make a promise as she lies trustingly in my arms.
I’ll never betray your trust, love.
I gently rub two fingers against the soft, damp material at her entrance. Harper cries out as her hips move back and forth, seeking a harder touch. “Please, alpha,” she keens. “Please touch me.”
At her words, I slide aside the thin panties she’s wearing, probing her entrance with my finger. “Fuck, love, you’re so wet for me.” Her honey drenches my hand, making it easy to slide a finger into her wet heat.
“Christ,” I hiss. “You’re so fucking tight, baby.”
I slide it in and out, her walls clenching around me before replacing it with two fingers, slowly pumping them as Harper writhes underneath me.
“Please, Rogue. Alpha.Harder,” she pleads. Wrapping my hand gently around the back of her neck, I urge her to stay still and my hand speeds up. Noises fill the air as she moves up and down against me. Her head tries to push up and I slide my fingers out of her and slap her pussy lightly, pressing the palm of my hand to her clit and rubbing hard.
“Oh, god!” her wrangled cry comes as her slick gushes over my hand, her whole body twitching as she comes with a scream. Fucking beautiful.
I flip her around and haul her into my arms, rubbing her arms gently to bring her around. She opens her eyes dazedly, legs still twitching. Smoothing her hair back, words of praise slip from my mouth.
“Such a good girl,” I croon gently. “You’re perfect, love.” She buries her head into my shoulder for a moment, before pulling it back and rising up to take my face between her hands. I blink rapidly as her mouth descends on mine and she softly pushes her tongue in and out.
Sweet Jesus. I’m so hard I think I’m going to embarrass us both. My hips shift, the hardness catching Harper with a gasp. “Don’t worry about that,” I murmur, trying to pull her back to my face for more of those lazy, languid kisses.
Harper slides off my lap and onto her knees, dodging my arms. I stop breathing as she places her hand directly over me, rubbing in small circles.
“What are you doing, love?” This is the purest form of torture. I close my eyes with a groan.
They soon fly open when she starts tugging my zip down.
“Harper, you don’t need to do that.” I start to argue with her, but she pushes my hands away and stares up at me with a defiant frown on her face.
“But Iwantto,” she purrs. “Want to taste you, alpha.”
My eyes roll back when her soft mouth closes over my swollen head. She sucks gently, running her hands up and down my length as I fight to maintain control. I can’t stop watching her, that glorious shade of red hair falling on either side as she sucks all my control from me, her head bobbing up and down. I thrust experimentally and she moans, the sound vibrating down my dick. It’s heaven.
“Eyes on me, love,” I growl. “Want to see those eyes as I fill your pretty mouth.”
Harper obediently looks up at me as she sucks, hard, and it’s too much. I shout as my release is pulled from me, streams of hot fluid spurting into Harper’s throat. She swallows it down before pulling back and looking up at me, a small smile dancing at the corners of her lips as she licks away the last traces of her efforts. “Was it good?”
Jesus. “It was fucking perfection, sweetheart,” I say hoarsely, tugging her into my arms.
