Page 76 of Shattered Omega

“Tell me you’re sorry for being a brat all week,” I told her. “I might go easy.”

Her one visible eye darted up to me for a moment, wide with nerves.

“I won’t.”

I breathed a laugh. My perfect, stubborn omega.

I gripped my cock, which was glistening with her slick, and pressed it against her tight little bud.

“Are you sure, Gem?” I asked.

“Fuck you,” she hissed, then let out a squeak as I slid the tip past her quivering hole that was still trying so hard to reject me. She bared her teeth in a snarl, scrabbling at the sheets, another whine slipping out, then froze again as her struggles seated me further into her sweet ass.

“I’m going to make you scream my name before I allow you to come,” I told her, sliding in slowly now until I was buried to the knot. I paused, letting her body adjust to me.

Her pants were more shallow, her eye still burning with fury. But the noises she was making gave her away. Indignance sure, but those low whines were more than pain.

“How is every part of your body so perfect, Shatter?” I asked. “How is it there isn’t a single inch of you not worth worshipping?”

I felt the effect of my words, felt the way her body relaxed around me.

I drew out of her, and her breath caught in shock, but she was completely aroused, and slick coated every movement now, making it easy. “Even this hole is soaked for me, little omega.”

“It’s not for you.”

I almost laughed at how ridiculous that was, pausing for a moment, almost completely out of her but for my tip. She tried to wriggle away, but I caught her hips.

“Stay still for me, Gem,” I told her, pressing my palms on either side of her. “Keep presenting that perfect body.”

Her back arched, breathing short and sharp as I remained bowed over her. “You know that was such a bad lie, that’s almost not worth punishing,” I growled in her ear, giving it a nip and feeling her shiver as she was trapped beneath me, forced still by my command. “Almost.”

I drove back into her, and she let out a whine, but didn’t fight. “It’s my words, turning you on.” I buried my cock into her once more and then began at a steady pace, loving the sweet sounds she made with each thrust. “I’m the one claiming your tight little ass, Shatter. No one else.”

Even now, with a snarl on her face, her body was giving in to me, her chest heaving as I fucked her. I leaned closer still, letting my teeth graze her neck as was becoming our ritual. “You’re ours, Gem. Our omega. Our wife.”

Her body jolted in shock as her orgasm hit too fast. I leaned back, grasping her hips and fucking her brutally. Her low, shuddering moan broke free as I dragged her orgasm out, stimulating her over and over until she was a limp puddle.

And then I dragged her up against my chest by her neck, taking my turn, enjoying each whimper and each shudder as I filled her hole with my hot seed.

“My perfect wife,” I said again. My pack might be pissed at me, but they had no idea how long I’d been waiting to say those words. I drew her close as I purred at her back. “You took me so fucking well.”

It took a while for her to catch her breath. Through the bond, she was a collision of shock and dreamy peace.

“I’m still… still mad at you,” she whispered at last. There wasn’t much effort in it.

“I like when you’re mad at me.” I pressed a kiss to her neck again. “Makes claiming your holes so much better.”

She shivered, a reaction she couldn’t control.

“I love you,” I whispered. “So fucking much. Pissed at me or not.”

We lay in peace, and she was content with me holding her close, purring at her back. She turned when she was free, beautiful golden gaze finding mine, still a little dazed.

“I love you,” she said quietly. Her lip quivered. “So much. I just wish you’d told me.”

I shut my eyes. “I am sorry.”

“I’m just scared that if you wait to tell me something because you think I’m fragile, you might…” She swallowed. “You might never get to tell me at all.”

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