“Louder,” I command, and she glares at me like she’s about to attack. I’ve had friendlier looks from enemy warriors.
“I didn’t come, okay?” And she adds something in a lower voice that sounds like:fucking asshat.
No one has insulted me in a very long time. Certainly not to my face.
Certainly not when I’m knot-deep inside them. This is the first time I’ve knotted my Omega and I wanted it to be a beautiful, perfect moment.
Instead, she’s glowering like she wants to bite me. And wouldn’t it be delicious if she did?
I chuckle, choosing to overlook her insult. “You are not what I expected.”
“Whatever.”
Moving my hips a little—earning myself a gratifying moan from her—I ascertain that the knot has softened enough for me to be able to withdraw, so I do. Kneeling between her thighs, I look down at the source of her misery—and joy—watching with fascination as my seed, milky white, oozes out between the puffy, pink, slick-covered lips of her cunt.
Her clit is still swollen to twice its former size, a red little berry just aching for my touch.
“Is this what you need?” I croon, tapping just above it. “Do you need me to rub you here until you lose control?”
Her cry is like that of a wounded animal. Her eyes are squeezed tightly shut once again, the long lashes dark against her pale skin. I can feel her humiliation. I adore it.
Gathering up some of our combined juices, which are so conveniently leaking from her like a steady, unending river, I bring plenty to her distended clit and begin to rub, marveling at how hard the nub is as it leaps beneath my finger. “Do you like this, little Omega?” I ask. “Such a greedy little thing, needing yet more release when you’ve already come so many times that I’ve lost count. Does it feel good when I rub my cum over your sensitive, throbbing little button like this?”
She’s trembling, her fingers twisting the sheets. She’s fighting it.
“Your choice,” I tell her. “You can climax now, or I can ruin you again. Bring you just over the edge and then stop… watch you writhe and pant as those wonderful sensations fade away, leaving you weirdly satisfied but without the pleasurable feeling. So which will it be?”
She shakes her head helplessly, yet another sign of her embarrassment.
I’m enjoying this so much, I’m already growing hard again. I want to test her reaction to pain, so I slap the backs of her thighs, hard, over and over, right side, left side, until the pale skin is covered with livid handprints. My marks.
Mine.
She gasps and writhes, but her scent tells a different story.
“It seems you like pain, little Omega,” I continue, stroking the reddened flesh. “Something we will have to explore further. But not now.” I gather more of our combined juices, shiny on my fingertips, and bring it to her engorged clit. “Now, you will endure the shame of being so helpless and exposed before me while I slather this sensitive little button with my seed until you explode from it—andIwill decide whether you will have your pleasure, or whether I will take it from you at the last moment.”
She gives a howl, and I feel her entire pussy contract beneath my fingertip, her taut, rigid nub leaping uncontrollably as she climaxes. Little spurts of our combined cum gush from her snapping hole.
“That’s it,” I coax, still stroking, my cock throbbing at the supremely erotic sight. “Ride it out. Just let it happen. I want to wring every last drop of this pleasure from you. And then I’m going to flip you over, and fuck this twitching little hole all over again…”
“Oh fuck,” she mutters, her whole body trembling.
I give a little chuckle. “Don’t fight it, little Omega,” I tell her, still stroking. “You won’t ever win. So you might as well surrender to me now.”
She turns her head then, opens her eyes, and meets my gaze. Even though she’s still trembling, even though I still have her pinned in that humiliating position, she shows spirit. She counters with a single, adorable word. “Never.”
We’ll just see about that.
SIX
Kim
I wakeup without a clue where I am. It takes a moment for me to get my bearings as I blink, groggily, trying to clear my vision enough to make out my surroundings.
Cushions.
I’m surrounded by a sea of cushions.
