She shatters.
I feel it before I see it—her cunt clamping down on my cock so hard it nearly stops my thrust, inner muscles spasming in rhythmic waves that grip and release, grip and release. The wet heat of her intensifies as she gushes around my shaft, soakingmy balls, dripping onto the furs beneath us. Her body bows beneath mine, back arching off the bed, and the scream that tears from her throat echoes off the stone walls.
I keep fucking her through it. Keep thrusting while her pussy milks my cock, while her body shakes and convulses, while she comes harder than she’s probably ever come in her life. Her nails rake down my back—I feel the sting of broken skin, feel blood welling in the scratches she’s leaving—but I don’t stop. I drag her pleasure out, thrust after thrust, until I feel her body tip from release into overstimulation, until I feel her trying to squirm away even as her hips keep grinding against mine.
“That’s one,” I growl against her ear, my hand still fisted in her hair. “You came so hard for me, little warrior. Squeezed my cock like you never want to let it go.”
She whimpers, her spent cunt clenching weakly around my shaft in response to my voice.
“Again.”
“I can’t—”
“You can.” I release her hair and pull out—she gasps at the loss, her pussy clenching around nothing—then flip her onto her stomach in one smooth motion. “On your knees. Present yourself to me.”
She’s too wrung out to resist—or maybe she doesn’t want to anymore. Her body rearranges itself beneath me with shaky obedience, her spine curving as she raises her ass, her knees spreading wide on the furs. The position puts her cunt on display—swollen and glistening, still fluttering from her orgasm, slick dripping down her inner thighs.
The position of complete submission. The position of an omega offering herself to her Alpha.
“Beautiful,” I murmur, running my hands over the curves of her ass, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. “Look at you. So desperate for more, even after coming that hard.”
“Please,” she whispers into the furs. “Please, I need—”
I grip her hips and drive into her from behind.
The angle is different—deeper—and I hit the end of her with the first thrust, my cock pressing against her cervix. Her scream echoes off the stone walls, her hands fisting in the furs, her whole body jerking forward from the impact. But my grip on her hips holds her in place, keeps her exactly where I want her as I pull back and slam in again.
“This is how I’m going to breed you,” I growl, fucking her with deep, possessive strokes. Each thrust drives a grunt from her lungs, each impact sending ripples through the flesh of her ass. “On your knees. Taking my cock. Begging for my seed.”
“Please—” The sob shakes through her body before I hear it, her inner walls spasming around me as she cries. “Please, it’s too much—”
“It’s not enough.” I reach around to find her clit—swollen and slick, so sensitive she nearly bucks me off when I touch it. I start rubbing in tight circles, matching the rhythm of my thrusts, and I feel her fall apart around me all over again.
The second orgasm hits her harder than the first.
Her cunt locks down on my cock so tight I can barely move, inner muscles seizing in rhythmic pulses that milk my shaft. Her whole body goes rigid beneath me—every muscle clenched, her back bowed, her face buried in the furs to muffle her screams.And then I feel the hot gush of her release flooding around my cock—she’s squirting, her body pushed past its limits, soaking my thighs and the furs beneath us.
“Good girl,” I praise her, and the words hit her like another wave of pleasure—her cunt clenches tighter, her body shudders, a broken sob wracks through her. “Such a good omega. Taking my cock so well. Coming so hard for your Alpha.”
She collapses forward onto her elbows, tremors running through her spent muscles, her pussy fluttering around me in helpless aftershocks. I stay buried inside her, letting her feel how completely I fill her even in this position, letting her adjust to the reality of being claimed.
Then I pull out.
She whimpers at the loss—her cunt clenching around nothing, her hips tilting back as if trying to chase my cock. I flip her onto her back again, wanting to see her face for what comes next.
She’s ruined. Tears tracking down her cheeks, lips swollen from biting back screams, her whole body flushed and trembling. Her eyes are glazed, unfocused, her mind lost somewhere between pleasure and exhaustion. But when she sees me kneeling between her thighs, my cock still hard and glistening with her release, something sparks in those gray depths.
Need. Pure, desperate, unashamed need.
“Please,” she begs, reaching for me with trembling hands. “Please, Alpha, I need—”
“What do you need?”
“Your knot.” The words come out desperate, shameless, everything she’s been fighting against finally surrendered. “Please, I need your knot, need you to fill me, need—”
“Good girl.”
I slam back into her, and she screams—her cunt gripping me like a fist, her legs wrapping around my waist, her arms around my neck, her whole body clinging to me as I fuck her toward the edge again. She’s beyond resistance now, beyond pride, beyond anything except the desperate need to be filled and claimed andbred.
