The doctor, however, must have seen my puzzled expression and actually takes the time to explain them to me."No sign of sickness or infection.No underlying issues that will make you unviable.No pregnancies.Positive for suppressants which also will keep you from becoming pregnant.Good.Good.Everything looks normal.She's free to fuck her Alpha."To me, he sneers and gives a nod."Thankfully a successful session does not include you having an orgasm.As long as the Alpha is satisfied, you'll get your money.Have fun."
With that, he leaves the room.It's just the beta and me as we stare at each other for a few silent moments.
"He's had a rough day.I promise he's not normally this gruff.You'll be fine, I promise.I've looked at the file of the Alpha you're assigned to, and based on his past interactions, he seems keen to give as much pleasure to the omegas as he takes for himself.You'll be fine,” she reiterates.“Get dressed how you like, but I'd suggest staying in the bra and thong set.Red seems to drive the men feral."
With a few swishes of her wrists, she undoes the bonds and steps aside."When you're ready, it's that door back there.As you enter, you'll be doused with the pheromone, so don't be surprised if you feel a little languid.Honestly, it will probably make things even easier for you."
My body quakes as I force myself off the table, my pussy still throbbing as slick drips down my thighs.Is it too late to change my mind?Even now, my body feels sore and abused, aching as I put my underthings back on.
The fabric rubs against my oversensitive clit, making me gasp.The main problem isn't the lingering feeling of violation but the need it stirred in me.I always knew I had a propensity for liking it rough, but this just confirmed it.
Shuffling into the room, I cough as the fine mist coats my face.Within moments, I giggle as I stare at the luxurious opulence surrounding me.Not that any of it's funny, but my stomach can't stop flipping as I make my way to the bed.
How would an Alpha like to find me?Face down, ass up?Legs spread?On my knees?Presented like an offering, ready to be taken?My brain can't seem to think well enough to give me an answer.And that's when I spot the desk.Wasn't it one of my fantasies to have a big, strong Alpha CEO pin me down and fuck me against the hard wood?
Yes.This is it.This is how I want my first time.Bent over like a slut, taken hard and fast, as I finally lose my virginity to a stranger.With another soft giggle, I position myself and wait, ass in the air, thighs spread, practically dripping with need.It doesn't take long before the door opens and I'm no longer alone.
Chapter14
Nate
My cockalready aches as I step into the room.Seeing the willing omega bent over the small wooden desk just makes it worse.Just looking at her makes me rock hard and throbbing with precum leaking from the tip.My balls clench as I pad across the floor, moving ever closer to my willing prey.As I get near, the soft scent of pheromones teases me, demanding I give in and fuck the vessel before me.
More beads of precum pearl at my tip as I slowly ease the shirt off my body and onto the floor.This is what I want.This is what I need.Even though I put that I wasn't picky, somehow, I got matched with the one omega who fits everything I've asked for and then some.
Ebony hair sparkles in the twinkling lights.It's soft and wavy, luxurious, far too close for comfort to the omega I'd rather be fucking.I watch her body wriggle in anticipation as she's bent over the unforgiving wood.
Soon, it will dig in just a little too much, and she won't enjoy it.Not that it should bother me.Shucking off the rest of my clothes, I palm my thick erection as I cross the distance between us.My head feels heavy and muddled as I skim my hand across the full swell of her ass.
The skin is warm, smooth, almost too perfect.My thumb traces the dimples at the base of her spine, and she arches, just enough to push back against my touch.Slick, honeyed arousal blossoms from her body, filling the room as she squirms, nearly dripping with need.
My cock jumps, leaking more precum down the shaft as I ache so badly, even the thick veins throb like they're trying to burst.I hate how easy this is.How my body responds to any willing pussy when what I really crave is the forbidden one at home.
It's the pheromones.I'm sure of it.The same thing happens to me each time I go to a clinic.Taking in a deep breath, I allow myself to get lost in the sensation of her soft skin as I run my thumb up and down the seductive curve of her ass.
Soft moans drift from the other side of the desk as I pull at the back of her thong and tug it up slightly, just enough to cause the fabric to glide across her pussy.A wicked grin crosses my face as I drag the lace through her wetness, making her whimper.The scent of tangy arousal and slick fills the air as I let it go and dig my fingers into her hips to hold her in place as I skim my cock up and down the cleft of her ass.
She looks so similar to Lila from behind that it's almost criminal.I don't even have to squint to pretend it's her.Growling softly, I continue to grind against her, using her body to fuel my lust.
My mind flashes back to Lila bent over the kitchen counter last week, ass up while she reached for a glass, pajama shorts riding high.I walked out before I did something stupid, but now, here I am, rutting against a stranger who could be her twin, cock sliding through the crease of her ass as precum smears sticky trails on her skin.
Fuck.
I'm disgusting.
Every slide feels like a betrayal.Her ass is soft, warm, and yielding, perfect for grinding against, perfect for fucking.Unfortunately, too much like what I picture.It's uncanny how similar it feels.
Thick beads continue to leak out, rolling down my shaft to mix with her slick where the thong has ridden up.So wet, so messy, coating both of us.It's obscene, the kind of wet that would soak the sheets if I ever let myself cross that line.
The soft curls around the edges of her lips turn darker and matte against her skin, drawing my attention back to her greedy, hungry pussy.God, her lips are swollen and glistening through the transparent fabric.Even that looks too similar.It's a problem, an obsession, a need I'm trying actively to purge.It's hard when everything about this omega screams familiarity.
I grip her hips harder, fingers digging in until I know she'll bruise, marking her, claiming her, leaving evidence of my touch.She moans again—soft and needy—and my cock jerks like it's trying to punch through the rough, fancy fabric of her thong to get inside her.Not that it would take much work.
All I'd have to do is slip it to the side, and I'd be able to glide right in, eased by the copious slick.So easy to bury myself balls-deep in one brutal thrust so I can feel her clench around me.God, I hate that my body doesn't care who's under me.I loathe it.Because right now, every thrust forward is me pretending this is Lila bent over, whimpering for her stepbrother to take what he's been denying himself.
My balls are tight, aching, and so fucking full.I could come like this.I could fucking shoot my load as I rock against a stranger's ass while picturing my stepsister's face buried in the sheets.Fuck.I could paint her back with rope after rope of thick cum.The very thought makes bile rise in my throat even as I pulse again.
Gritting my teeth, I smack her ass, giving her a little jolt.It's certainly harder than I spanked Lila the other day.I swat the other side, a touch harder this time, desperate to push the fantasy out of my head and revel in this new one I'm making.Her flesh jiggles at my touch, reddening under the fury of my palm.
