He grabs at the remains of my gown. More fabric tears. I don't care. I hate this fucking dress. It’s too hard to run in. I need it gone. I need his skin on mine.
“Please,” I gasp. His scent billows around me, and white spots dance in my vision.
He flips me onto my hands and knees, on the platform. I arch my back and push my bottom up, presenting my sex to him.
“Aurus,” I moan as he pulls my hips up. My chest is down and my ass is on display—the perfect position for him to lick up my sex. My clit throbs sharply and his tongue soothes it, sending more blissful aftershocks pulsing through my body.
His huge hands part my butt cheeks and he licks there, too. I shudder and press my front to the wooden platform, pushing my ass into his face. My pussy is an aching hollow, quivering under his tongue. He slides two fingers inside me, then a bunch more, stretching me. Another climax bursts through my belly. The pleasure fades fast—too fast.
I need his knot. Right now.
His lips and fingers leave my flesh. His giant shadow stretches over me. Hard fingers tug my short hair, drawing my head back. It hurts so good.
“I’m going to take you like this, little Omega. In my arena, in front of everyone.”
Yes.Delighted shivers run up my sides. I brace my hands against the wood and offer my sex up to him. We’ve just fought a battle, and emerged victorious. I’m his prize.
And he is mine.
The first thrust rocks me forward. His cock spears me, burning, stretching, pushing deeper. It’s beyond delicious. I writhe in his grip. Beyond the platform and the giant gong, at the back of the arena, the helmeted Alphas stand in watchful silence. We’re in the middle of the arena, fucking right in front of everybody.
Oh well.
The warriors’ armored forms blur into a golden haze as my eyes half close.
They don’t matter. Only Aurus matters.
His giant body covers me. He plants his muscled arms on either side of my head, and thrusts hard. I explode around his cock, my body ringing with white hot sensation.
My pussy throbs, greedy for more. My wetness coats my inner thighs. Nothing exists but Aurus and the way he’s thrusting his huge dick so deep inside me, he’s reaching parts of me I never even knew I had.
Gone is the calculating, mocking, controlled king of last night, whose clinical precision in bed almost drove me insane with need.
In his stead is a sweaty, growling beast, who’s pounding into me as if his life depends on it.
He turns my head and brushes my mouth with lips that are surprisingly gentle. His kisses capture my cries of delight. I angle my head and lick at him, needing more of his fine, firm mouth. His tongue delves deeper, muffling my cries. His huge paw reaches down to grind against my clit and it feels so good, I never want it to stop.
When his growl turns into a roar and the knot forces my pussy to stretch even wider, just as he did with his fingers, it’s perfect. All my earlier climaxes were tiny nudges up to a greater height. The knot swells, pushing me higher and higher until I fall over the edge.
Clawing at the wooden platform, I scream as wave after wave of pleasure makes me contract around him, my body trying to draw him deeper, to prolong the sensation.
Aurus thrusts again, hard.
Bong!A blast of sound rings above our heads.
Another powerful thrust.Bong!We’re caught in a world of sound, the very air reverberating around us, the waves of pleasure running through me made manifest.
Bong! Bong! Bong!
The brassy tone splashes over us in time to Aurus’s thrusts. I’m coming over and over, helpless and gasping, my gaze fixed on the giant gong that shakes every time the platform hits it.
He thrusts deep—then rears up and yanks himself free of me. I cry out, shuddering in a final orgasm even as my pussy clenches around nothing. He flips me onto my back.
“Mine!” His roar mingles with the deafening sounds of the gong. His handsome features are rigid, his teeth bared. The amber flames of his gaze are swallowed up by black lust.
Hot liquid splashes over my naked skin. I throw my head back, climaxing again.
“Yes!” I arch under the spray. “More.”
