Josie pressed her face to my chest, eyes still closed as she licked my bond mark. A purr rumbled through me and she whimpered, clutching at me like she needed to pull herself into my very skin. I gripped her harder, understanding the feeling.
“You want to play, sweetheart?” I murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.
Her head popped off my chest and her pupils dilated as she nodded enthusiastically. My lips twitched. I was nervous, but her enthusiasm and knowing I’d be able to sense what she was feeling through the bond eased the tension in my chest. Ben winked at me as he and Theo shifted to the side of the nest to give us room to play, and gratitude washed through me. I loved sharing her between us, bringing her to pleasure together, but I needed some time to reconnect with my omega.
I draped Josie over a wedge-shaped cushion so her hips were up in the air, her chest supported by the lower part of the cushion. I leaned over her, wrapping her hair around my hand so I could press soft kisses down the back of her neck and nip at her bond mark. I tugged on her hair and she moaned, arching her back and pushing her ass against my erection.
“Knot,” she demanded.
“You’re going to have to be patient, little omega,” I said, running my hands down her arms.
“Nooo,” she pouted, twisting around to look at me. I had to work to hide my smile. Fucking adorable.
“Yes,” I responded, pressing her firmly against the cushion and gathering her wrists behind her back before tying them together with a soft rope. “You’re going to be a good omega and give your alpha exactly what he wants, aren’t you?”
At first, she struggled against the rope, her breaths accelerating. I kept my hands on her, ready to untie her at the first sign of panic.
“More,” she whimpered.
“Brat,” I said, grinning. I allowed myself to release the tension in my shoulders. This was Josie, my omega, my mate. She trusted me, so maybe I could trust myself.
I looped the rope around her waist several times, making sure it wasn’t too tight. The rope hugged the soft rolls of her skin and I ran my hand down her back. She wiggled her ass and I chuckled as I gave it a smack. I started on the second part of the harness, tying a knot in a length of rope before pulling it between her pussy lips, arranging it so the knot was rubbing against her clit. Her hips twitched and she gasped at the sensation. I kept going, tugging the rope in between her sweet ass cheeks and up her back, attaching it to the length between her wrists so that anytime she tried to move her hands, she would pull on the crotch rope.
“Look how gorgeous you are, tied up for me. Love your pretty pink skin under my hands,” I said, squeezing her ass cheeks hard.
“What do you say if you need to stop?” I prompted.
“Red,” Josie answered. “But don’t fucking stop.”
My shoulders shook with laughter. “Impatient omega.”
I drew my hand back and smacked her ass. She moaned, grinding her hips against the crotch rope, her perfume heavy in the air. I spanked her again, warming up her skin until it was pink and glowing.
“Look at you, grinding your cute clit against the rope. Are you going to make yourself come, little omega?”
Josie whimpered and moved her hips faster, not quite getting enough stimulation to bring herself to orgasm. Her scent permeated my skin, and I felt myself on the edge of a rut. I almost gave up on the rest of my plan and just took her right then, but I gripped my knot and took a breath. I wanted to see her fall apart completely.
I pulled out the smooth wooden paddle I’d brought and she inhaled sharply when I tapped it against her ass.
“I think my naughty omega needs to be paddled by her alpha.”
She panted and whined.
“You want that, baby girl?”
She groaned. “If you’re alpha enough to do it,” she challenged.
I raised my brows. She’d never said anything like that to me, and it was fucking hot.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, omega.” I reached around to cup the front of her neck, ensuring I brushed my bond mark. When all I felt in the bond was excitement and arousal, I released her and swung the paddle until itcrackedagainst her skin.
Josie gasped, fighting her wrist restraints. I hadn’t swung hard, but I knew the sensation was a lot different from my hand. I gave her a moment to get used to it before continuing.
I started with soft strikes on alternating cheeks, building heat. She was writhing now, each smack on her ass accompanied by a little shriek. The last three I gave her were the hardest, the paddle landing with a loudsmack. My omega came with a scream, her sweet slick drenching the crotch rope and waterproof blanket beneath her as it dripped seductively down her thighs.
I threw the paddle to the side and quickly cut the crotch rope away, not wanting to aggravate her sensitive clit. I lay down so I could check in with her better. I stroked my hand through her hair and took in her blissed-out expression. She had fallen quiet, the occasional soft whimper or moan the only sound in the room.
“Check in with me, baby girl,” I murmured. I felt her languid calm and pleasure through the bond, but I still needed to hear her.
