He wants me to beg. I won’t. I want him to beg. He won’t. So the only way that anyone is going to get any sex tonight is if the other one takes it.
Well, fuck him. He didn’t want to play my games, and I don’t want to play his.
Opening my eyes, I give him a defiant look as I plant my feet against the bed and lift my hips. He growls, gripping them and shoving me back down to the bed.
I narrow my eyes and wrap my legs around his waist, grinding against him.
He doesn't like that. He adds pressure to his grip around my neck, cutting off my air supply. My eyes widen in both fear and arousal as this new feeling takes over me.
There's something about knowing he has my life in his hands and that he can take it from me any moment but chooses not to, chooses not to hurt me, that has me excited.
“Stop being a fucking brat, Nova, and just beg for my cock like you know you want to,” he growls.
“No,” I gasp, but it’s barely a puff of air leaving my lips with how tight his grip is.
He lets out a frustrated huff, his hand ripping away from my throat.
For a moment, I think I won, but just as I’m about to give him a smug smile, in a blink of an eye, he’s untangling my legs and flipping me onto my stomach.
I let out a surprised grunt as the air leaves my lungs.
Nick grips my hips and yanks my ass up into the air. “You know what brats get?” Nick growls. “Their ass fucking spanked.”
I let out a sharp cry as his hand lands on my ass, the crack of the blow sounding through the room.
My eyes widen as I stare at the wall in shock.Did he just fucking spank me?
His hand comes down again, and I let out another whimper.
Holy fuck, he did. He just fucking spanked me.
“Now, be a good fucking girl and do as your Alpha tells you,” he demands. It’s almost an Alpha bark, hovering just on the brink. But he doesn’t push it, even though he could.
I don’t know how I feel about that. He’s holding back. The Nick from the abandoned house would never. He told me what he wanted, well, as much as I let him.
As much of a raging asshole as he acts like, I don’t think rape is something he’d do.
Guys like Nick don't need to force someone to have sex with them. I have no doubt he gets it freely offered to him, with women throwing themselves at his feet.
The idea of that fills me with a jealous rage I’m not used to.
“No,” I pant out, my arousal thick in the air.
“Do it.” He slaps my ass and fuck me, I moan as the spark of pain quickly turns to pleasure.
“No.” This time, it comes out more as more of a pathetic whimper, my control breaking.
“Foolish little brat,” he grunts, slapping my ass again. “Look at this pussy, dripping with need. You like this, don’t you, Nova? You like being spanked,” he chuckles. “God, you’re so fucking sexy like this. My defiant little Omega. I can smell how much you want me. See it dripping from that pretty pink pussy.” He takes his fingers and spreads me open.
I gasp when I feel his tongue against my center, lapping at me like he can’t get enough of me.
“You taste like sin, Nova,” he groans. “So fucking delicious.”
Nick eats me out like a starved man. It’s the mix of his feral growls, the way his tongue works me over, and the tight grip on my ass that drives me fucking wild.
My eyes roll back as my body gets set on fire with need. I want him so bad I could cry. My pussy is weeping with the need to be filled.
“Please. Please. Please!” I scream into the mattress. “Fuck me, Alpha. Fuck me, please.”
