“What’s it for?”
He stripped off my clothes—not that there was much to take off since I was just wearing one of his sweatshirts like a dress. “I’m going to put you in this harness and attach it to straps around my body so I can stay inside you all day long while still having my hands free.”
His fingers dug into my ass, the slight sting grounding me becausewhat the fuck had he just said?
He cocked an eyebrow, waiting for my response. This was unhinged. Excessive. Ridiculous.
“Yes, let’s do that.”
He grinned, but there was a slight thread of anxiety in the bond. My alpha was still a little hesitant around me, but I didn’t take it personally. Every day he grew more confident that he would never hurt me. But sometimes, he needed a little push.
I stood and took the smaller harness from him. “What do I do with this?” The straps were black and in a complicated configuration, and I had no idea how to put it on. Luckily, I didn’t have to figure it out because a loud growl tore through Wilder’s chest.
He cupped my pussy, using his grip to lift me off the ground. I let out a cry at the delicious pressure.
“You are pure temptation. You want to be strapped to my chest, sweetheart? Split open on my cock as I go about my day, unable to get down until I decide I’m done with you?”
Slick gushed from me, drenching his hand and my inner thigh.
“I want it. I wantyou. I trust you, alpha.”
“My good girl,” he murmured against my hair before he lowered me to the floor. In a frantic rush, he stripped off his shirt and unbuttoned his jeans so his cock sprang free.
He stepped into the large harness. The straps encircled his thighsand wrapped across his chest. Once he was done, he dropped to his knees in front of me.
“You’re so fucking pretty.” He pressed a kiss to my pussy. “So sweet. So perfect.”
He guided my feet through two loops, adjusting the nylon straps around my waist. I was so turned on I could barely stay standing, especially when he tightened straps around my chest that framed my breasts. I could still move freely, but each strap pressing against my skin was a tantalizing reminder of how much he owned me.
“Anything pinching?” He tugged on the harness, checking the fit.
I shook my head.
He ran a thick finger through my pussy lips, gathering up slick before he sucked it off. “I fucking love seeing you tied up for me. I should keep this on you always as a reminder of who you belong to.”
I rocked forward, desperate for friction. My skin felt electric.
“Except I’ll add a crotch rope. It will go straight through your pretty little cunt lips, rubbing against your clit every time you move. The perfect reminder to be a good girl for me when we can’t be together. But today”—his huge hands gripped my thighs and lifted me so I was pressed against his chest—“we have other plans.”
He sat on the bed and moved me so I was straddling him. He used a series of carabiners to attach various points of our harnesses together until I could barely move. My front was plastered to his bare chest, my legs wrapped around him. I clutched at his shoulders when he stood, but we were securely attached together.
I felt like a doll, completely at his mercy. My pussy clenched, aching with how empty I felt. “I need you. Please, alpha, please.”
“I fucking love hearing you beg. Are you desperate for my cock, little omega?”
“Yes.” I wiggled, trying to maneuver him inside me, but I was helpless. He chuckled but finally had mercy on me.
He grabbed my ass, pulling me away from him just enough to press his cock to my entrance. He loosened his hold on my hips, and gravity did the rest. I dug my fingers into his shoulders as I cried outat the way his thick cock stretched me. My breaths came fast as I tried to adjust to the pressure and sting. I couldn’t shift, couldn’t move. All I could do was take him.
Wilder wrapped my hair around his hand and pulled, the spark of pain intensifying my need. His eyes were black as rut creeped over him. I ground myself against him, trying to get the friction I needed to come.
“Look at you, struggling to take my cock. Think of how much fuller you’ll be when I stuff that tight pussy with my knot, too.”
Oh god. I couldn’t take more, but Ineededmore.
“Relax your sweet little cunt for me.” He started gently bouncing me, each movement rubbing against my clit. I was crying and babbling nonsense as his knot pressed against my entrance.
“That’s it. My little toy. You’re so fucking perfect.” His hand came down on my ass and it pushed me over the edge.
