His laugh is throaty and so sexy I feel like I’m going to spontaneously combust.“He won’t have a chance if I keep you stuck on my knot all day.”
Oh, fuck.
Derrick has a knot.
Not one of those knot sleeves I’ve fantasized about him wearing when I thought he was a Beta, but an actual fucking knot.
What would that feel like? The toys are great, but I doubt they hold a candle to the real thing.
“Imagine it. I wake you up with my cock, and when you try to come, I pull out, ruining your orgasm, because you’re a selfish Omega who thinks if she asks for it, she should get a knot whenever she wants. And you’re so needy all day, begging for me, but I push you away before you can come every single time. Maybe Ivan will be there trying to get you off, but I think my bark could convince him to leave you alone. At least until I’m done with you. When I’ve decided you earned it, I’ll turn him loose on you, and you’ll regret asking for us because he’ll give you every single orgasm I stole from you and then some.”
Oh fuck fuck.
I am throbbing between my thighs, slick soaking through my leggings, and my flesh is so heated that I feel like I need to do a polar plunge.
“Maybe I’ll let you watch me fuck Grant, but have Ivan hold your arms so you can’t touch yourself like you did in the tub. Oh, Icould edge you while Ivan gives Grant so many orgasms he’s begging to stop, and you have to watch, helplessly, knowing you won’t be allowed even one.”
“Derrick. Please.” At this point, it doesn’t matter that there is a camera in here. I don’t care that others will see or hear this. I need him, or I am going to lose my mind.
“Please, what, Omega?”
Holy shit.
He’s never called me Omega before, and I’m realizing why. There is no way to deny he is an Alpha when his words rumble like that.
“Help. I’m so… I…”
“Oh, did I get you worked up, honey?”
“Yes!”
“If I was a mean Alpha, I’d leave you hanging. But I’m not mean, am I? I’m a good Alpha. Aren’t I?”
“You are a good Alpha.” My mind may be foggy with a heat spike and arousal, but I know the words are true. After ruminating on the conversation last night about how he’s always been my Alpha, there is no denying he has been in everything but title all of this time.
“Go ahead and slip your hand into your panties, Ariana.”I follow his command without protest, groaning as my fingers slip through the slick.“Good. One finger. That’s all you’re allowed right now. One finger on your perfect little clit.”
The moment I touch my clit, my body jerks. I’m so worked up that it won’t take much for me to come. I rub slow circles with the pad of my index finger, and I don’t try to stifle the pathetic whimper that slips from my lips.
“It sounds like you’re getting ahead of me, Omega. You wouldn’t do that, would you? You’re going to listen to your Alpha, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” I groan and have to force myself to stop my finger from massaging my clit. He never told me I could move it.
“Good girl. I can tell you’re worked up, so I won’t torture you too much. You can use two fingers and rub yourself, but I want you to stop before you come.”
I waste no time moving a second finger to my clit and making circles on it. “Why do I have to stop?” God, my voice doesn’t sound like my own. It’s wanton, pleading. I don’t typically get like this outside of my heats.
“Because you need to ask permission, honey. That’s the rule.”
This isn’t the first time we’ve had phone sex, but it is the first time outside of heat and that we’ve incorporated either of our kinks into it. I am so into it, I can’t see straight.
It’s only a few moments before I can feel the tidal wave of my orgasm growing. “I’m going to- I need to-”
“Oh, already? Desperate, needy thing, aren’t you? As long as you say my name, you can come.”
As soon as the permission is granted, my legs shake, and tension coils in my lower belly. “Oh, fuck, Derrick,” I moan, thrusting my hips into the air. “Holy shit. Derrick, I’m coming, I-”
“Come for me, Ariana. Come for your Alpha.”
