Page 72 of Claiming Their Omega

Heat spikes in me at that. I moan, unable to stop myself, and Jesse exchanges a devious look with Cade before he turns to the others. “Sure seems she likes the sound of that. What do you think, guys? Should we bind up our little brat and show her who’s really in charge here?”

“Hell yeah,” Hendrix agrees, smiling impishly. “She needs to learn. And she clearly likes it,” he adds as he reaches for my clit. He brushes the tip of his finger across it, and my entire body catches fire. Another moan claws its way out of my throat, deepening Jesse’s smirk, and he drops my wrist before fixing me with a look that makes my spine tingle.

“Be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” he teases and leaves the room.

Hendrix keeps thumbing my clit, keeping me dancing on the edge with Easton’s knot still locked inside me, until Jesse returns a few seconds later carrying a thick bundle of rope. My stomach flips with anticipation as he starts unwinding it and it trails closer to the floor.

I feel more turned on than I ever have in my life. Before now, I didn’t know it was possible to be this aroused or this consumed by it. It presses in on my mind from all angles, overriding everything else. It’s a constant, dull roar, urging me on and dampening any inhibitions that might pierce through the fog. All I can think about or focus on is pleasure and the four intoxicating Alphas surrounding me.

They’re right. I’m insatiable. They could fuck me the rest of the night—and my heart flutters at the thought because I hope they do—but I still probably wouldn’t be fulfilled. The need is so strong and loud, burning in every nerve ending, that it’s almost maddening. It’s like I want them to actually fuck me crazy just to make the need stop.

Especially as Easton’s knot starts to deflate. He slips out of me slowly to make room for Jesse, who climbs onto the bed with the rope in both of his hands. The smirk falls off his face as he dangles the rope’s end over me, teasing and tickling my stomach with its frays and coating my body with goosebumps.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this? You really want it?”

“Are you sure you can handle me?” I ask, reaching out for him with my legs, trying to pull him into me. “Yes, I want it. Trust me, you’re going to need that rope.”

Jesse’s eyes flame, and he falls onto me, kissing me hard. I feel him hardening against me, and I want him inside me so badly that it hurts, but he yanks away.

“Say the word if you need a break or want it to stop.”

I nod, and Cade sits on the bed so Jesse and the others can drape me across his lap on my stomach. Jesse grabs a length of the rope and loops it around my wrists, then ties them together behind my back. He picks up another length and passes it to Easton and Hendrix, who bind my ankles and knees together.

My ass juts into the air, and the cum still streaking my chest and stomach smears against Cade’s legs. Cade claps his hand against my ass, startling me. The jolt makes Easton’s cum leak out of me, and as it trails down the insides of my legs, need flames in my core again.

I’m totally bound now, barely able to move. But Cade keeps me in place with my ass in the air, and the other guys line up to take turns spanking me. Jesse is first, and when his firm hand claps against my ass cheeks, I moan at the sting that’s equal parts pleasure and pain. Jesse grabs a bandana that he must’ve brought in along with the rope, trailing the fabric over my lips.

“Should I give you something to help muffle your noises? We don’t want the whole town to hear, now do we? Although I have to admit, I like the idea of everyone knowing how loud we can make you scream.”

My heart stutters in my chest, my stomach flipping over and a fresh gush of wetness seeping from me as I realize what he wants to do. I nod, opening my mouth a little to allow him to slip the bandana between my lips and tie the ends behind my head, gagging me with it. I whimper into the fabric, and he slides his large, callused hand along the curve of my spine before glancing at his pack mates.

“Hendrix,” he says, his voice rough. “You’re up.”

“Thought you’d never ask,” Hendrix says and gets into position behind me. Cade strokes the red, stinging skin left behind by Jesse on my right ass cheek, and I shudder at the tingling sensation it brings as Hendrix winds up. “She’s nice and ready, Cade.”

“Then let her have it,” Cade says as he pulls his hand away.

A second later, Hendrix’s palm collides with my ass, filling the room with a loud clapping sound, and I throw my head back. I don’t know if Hendrix is stronger than Jesse or if it’s because I’m so sensitive from the first spanking or both, but the feeling that Hendrix sends coursing through me is all-consuming.

“Fuck,” I mumble around the bandana in my mouth. Drool leaks from the corners, and Cade reaches around to wipe it away. I can’t explain why, and it’s not something I ever would’ve known I was into, but there’s something intensely erotic about being manhandled by these four Alphas like this.

Jesse is right. Despite the makeshift gag in my mouth, I can say the word to make them stop at any time—but aside from that ultimate power, I’m not in charge here at all.

And that’s exactly what makes it so arousing.

I’m at their mercy, and I love it.

“God, look at how rosy her cheek is getting,” Jesse says as Cade gently drags his fingertips across my burning ass. I shudder beneath him and moan through the bandana. It’s hard to believe, but what they’re doing to my ass feels just as good as them fucking me. If my wrists weren’t tied behind my back, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off my clit.

But if they keep this up, I’m going to come again without even touching it.

“Get in there, Easton,” Jesse encourages him, clapping him on the shoulder. “Give her what she wants.”

Without warning or wind up, Easton’s hand thwacks against my bare, burning skin, and the feeling is so intense that I feel dizzy. I’m teetering on the edge of orgasm, each spank from them pushing me closer and closer. When Cade’s hand returns, gently stroking the almost unbearably sensitive skin left behind by the spankings, I whimper.

“Don’t be shy, Cade,” Jesse tells him, his eyes twinkling. They raise their hands together and crack them against each of my ass cheeks, and I soar into climax. I cry out through the bandana, my entire body shuddering on Cade’s lap as my orgasm crests. A gush of slick leaks out of me and trails down my thighs.

“Fuck yeah, look at that,” Cade says hungrily before he pushes a finger into me, intensifying the pleasure and making me whimper again. I’m still in the haze of sensations when Cade lifts me abruptly out of his lap and lowers me to the floor in front of him on my knees. My ass is still on fire from the spanking, and I’m getting dizzy from the sheer amount of stimulation my body is taking in.

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