Rhys had paid me, and I was doing what he’d asked for, but it hit me how much he gave me in return. With slow thrusts, I built a rhythm and opened my eyes to the view of a flushed Alpha, splayed out for me and tied to the bedposts. Rhys’s eyes filled with tears that were not a sign of pain or regret. No, he was that grateful—it was clear in his smile and the way his gaze bored into mine. If I wasn’t balls deep inside him, I’d crawl over to kiss his face, then feed him my cock.
Instead, I kneaded his knot with one hand while jerking him off with the other, continuing the movement with my hips.
“Thank you. Ah!” Rhys strained as his knot grew hard and impossibly huge.
Holy shit. And I planned to have this in me? No fucking way. Then again, my omega friends told me that during heat, the bigger the knot, the better it felt and eased the cramps. But my heat hadn’t started tonight like I’d planned.
The precum from Rhys’s dick trickled over my palm, and his tiny whimpers signaled how close he was to release. I stopped all my movements and watched his reaction.
His eyes blew wide, and he attempted to thrust himself onto my cock.
“Please,” he whimpered.
I fucked into him shallowly and jerked him off with slow movements of my slick hand until he reached the brink. Then I stopped again.
“Master, please.” His loud, low groan sent a wave of heat from my abdomen to my dick. His mumbled pleas wouldn’t get him anywhere, but I loved hearing him beg.
“You’re so sexy when you’re a needy little bitch.” It was easy to imagine what an Alpha would hate to hear, and knowing that Rhys wanted to be degraded gave me ideas.
His knot was puffed and hard, reaching the stage when it would lock an Alpha inside an omega during sex. I squeezed it in my hands while fucking into Rhys in quick snaps.
“Your virgin ass is so tight, I can’t wait to ruin it, to peg you with big dildos until it becomes a sloppy cunt.” We wouldn’t have time for me to deliver on that promise, but the words themselves turned Rhys into a trembling mess.
“Anything for you, Master.” He mumbled something more that I couldn’t decipher as he pulled on the restraints on his wrists, then white-knuckled the headboard slats.
“Now be a good alpha and come. Do it for your Master.”
Rhys nodded, his unfocused gaze meeting mine. Then he closed his eyes and released a string of cum into the air. “Thank you,” he moaned, his body tensing with each load he painted my hand and his abdomen with.
His tunnel pulsed around my dick, and I let go of the idea of who I should be, of what I was expected to do, and how I was destined to fuck. My orgasm built up in me and I shot into Rhys, filling him, reveling at the sensation I had never been allowed to experience; one I might never have again. My wail of pleasure filled the room, and I held onto Rhys so hard my nails left crescent marks on his thighs. I swayed, fighting the thoughts of how momentous this night was for me. For a fleeting moment, I imagined an impossible future where I’d be married and happy. Where I’d get to choose how I fuck, and my Alpha would love me for who I was, whatever that would be.
“I see my servant can obey orders.” I gathered composure, not wanting to stop now. Only a fool leaves a theme park after the first ride.
As my dick softened, it slipped out of Rhys, leaving a trail of my cum leaking out of him. I traced his pinkened rim with my fingertips, then pushed the cum back in. “Your swollen hole is marked as mine.” I resumed stroking his spent cock, but yanked the pillow from under his ass and tossed it aside. “Now let’s see how you behave when your knot is at my mercy.” When an Alpha knotted an omega, they’d be locked together for half an hour or longer. If not snugly squeezed, the knot was supposed to be painful, and that was exactly what my Alpha needed.
I smacked the knot with my fingers, but even the moderate force made Rhys pull at his cuffs and yelp. Good.
“What is this?” I flicked his flaccid dick.
Rhys considered his answer and met my gaze. “Your toy, Master.”
Fucking hell, the Alpha knew how to shorten my refractory period. At this rate, I’d be able to pump him with my cum several times before the sun came up.
“That’s right. And I will play with it.” I washed my hands and grabbed a sterile pack from a table.
“What is that for?” Rhys strained his neck to look down his body to where I was standing.
I rounded the bed, put a pillow under his head, and showed him the steel rod.
“It’s for stretching your other hole.” I returned between his legs and took his flaccid dick into my hand.
“What other—” Rhys blinked when the realization hit him. “Do what pleases you, Master.” His words were obedient, but his tone was laced with lust that told me he was having the time of his life.
Honestly? Same.
“You have to stay still.” I proceeded with the necessary disinfection of the rod and Rhys’s glans, recalling my training and how I had to practice sounding on myself in case it mightplease the Alpha who’d paid for my services next. The pain had killed the pleasure for me, but Rhys was different. He craved it.
When I positioned the tip of the sound at the slit of his dick, he breathed deeply and focused his gaze on the action. A drizzle of lube helped ease the steel a fraction in. “Is this okay?” I asked, and Rhys nodded. Then, listening to Rhys’s whimpers, I slid it a full inch farther.
