I exhale a shaky breath, my voice barely holding. “…that’s not how my body works.”
“Let’s find out together.”
Blaze pushes between my shoulder blades and I brace my forearms on the dirt and grass.
I snarl in frustration, opening my mouth to protest when I choke.
Without warning, Blaze pulls his thumb out and replaces it with his middle finger. He sinks into the first knuckle, and I yelp at the sensation.
“Ah!”
My clit throbs, and a gush of wetness floods my pussy, running down my leg.
"See, told ya you'd like it. I'm gonna make it so good for you, Omega."
Suddenly, I’m not sure why I’m arguing with him. Itdoesfeel good, and it’s heightened by the delicious hint of wrongness.
He adds a second finger, and the sting eases within seconds.
"Y — yeah. Okay… Yes."
It's a different pleasure than what I'm used to, no less intense but stimulating me deeper somehow. My hips twitch and I push back, my body seeking more of the stretch and fullness.
He groans in approval. "Fuck, look at that. You’re so desperate to have your ass filled, aren't you?"
The sound of his fist sliding up and down his cock gets louder.
I moan, nodding my head in a wordless plea for him to continue.
Instead of resuming, he pulls his fingers out.
A blunt pressure is the only warning I get, and before I can say anything, he's pushing his cock in.
"Blaze! Rut. Just wait — "
He chuckles, cutting himself off with a groan that morphs into a growl.
Something gives way and he stills.
"Mmm, there we go, that's it. There’s the head, you took it so well, so easy. You’re made for this, sweetheart. Just relax and let me in. Let me fill you.”
I whine, my breath coming out in short, sharp gasps. It stings. The sensation of him forcing me open is intense.
“Mmm, yes. Push back on me, Omega… Yeah, just like that.”
I expected my body to resist more, but it has welcomed him inside me like it’s natural.
"Being such a good Omega and letting your Alpha take your anal virginity. Your little ass is swallowing my cock so well. You like that, don't you? You like being my sweet anal Omega."
I was right. He’s a talker during sex, like Viper, but unlike my sweet giant, absolute filth drips from Blaze’s lips. His words make my head spin and I find myself agreeing with him. Idolike it. I want to be his. His anal Omega. Hisanything.
"More. Give me more," I plead, clenching my fist in the grass as I force my body to accept him. I'm panting, and the feeling of him opening my ass is driving me insane with need.
My pussy gushes more slick as his hand runs through my pulsing lips, gathering the wetness to coat his length and my ass. He doesn’t need it. I’m slippery within, and I begin to doubt my earlier protests. Maybe my bodyismade for this kind of intrusion.
The lubrication makes him sink in further. I gape as I feel every inch of him, the glide of his shaft, the veins that throb in time with his heartbeat, and the scars… oh, those rut-damn ridges!
He works his way inside with shallow but insistent thrusts, not giving me a moment to acclimatize before he’s surging deeper.
