Page 56 of Promised to the Alpha Prince

“Talk to me about this, omega,” I said.

She shook her head, still covering her face.

“The first time I had sex, it was awful,” I offered, not sure why I was saying that.

She dragged her hands down from her eyes. “Yeah?”

“I was too young,” I said. “I mean, I presented when I was thirteen, and I was physically capable of the act, but I don’t think I was really ready.”

“You were thirteen?”

“Fourteen,” I said. “She was a beta. She wanted me to try to knot her, but I explained to her that I didn’t get knots for betas, and she got some weird scent thing in a jar. I don’t know what it was. It didn’t smell good, exactly. It smelled sort of muddled. But it worked. And then…” I snorted. “And then I could not get that knot inside her because, you know, she was a beta. It was just… miserable. The whole thing. She was very annoyed with me for not trying harder, but when I did try, she would make these faces, cringing, because it hurt her.”

“That sounds miserable,” she said.

“So?” I said. “Tell me?”

She chewed on her bottom lip. “He was a beta, too. He couldn’t… stay hard for me, and I was in heat. He tried though. He tried to do what he could. He tried to help me, and I was screaming and sobbing and practically in pain, and… and…”

“That’s the only time?” I said.

She nodded.

“But… why?”

“Well, then I was engaged to you, and it seemed wrong in some way.”

I furrowed my brow. “Shit, no wonder you hate me.”

“I don’t hate you,” she whispered.

“Maybe you should. I did act like I’d staked some claim on you and that your body was mine.”

“I kind of like my body being yours.” She writhed under my hand.

I grinned down at her. “Yeah?”

She nodded. Her voice was scratchy. “And that yours is the only knot that’s been inside me.”

“Do you?” My voice dropped in pitch. “Do you, really?”

“Yeah,” she breathed, giving my knot a little squeeze. “I want… I’ve never tasted an alpha’s come before, and I keep thinking about putting my mouth on you, but I’m afraid that if I do that, you’ll get soft again, and—”

“No, I’m not a beta, sweet baby,” I said to her. “I don’t know why that happened earlier, to be honest, but you don’t have to worry. You can do anything you want with me.”

“I want you to come in my mouth and then I want you to knot me again,” she said. “Like, right afterwards—”

“Yes,” I said. “Should we arrange some pillows so it’s comfy for you to suck me?”

“You’re sure?”

“Um?” I raised my eyebrows at her.

She giggled. “Okay, well, obviously, you’re sure, so—”

“No, no, what am I saying?” I squared my shoulders and cleared my throat. “Er, I don’t know about that, omega. If you want to have the honor of having alpha essence straight from the source, you’ll need to ask very, very nicely.”

She giggled. “Beg to suck you, alpha?”

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