Page 20 of His Captor

But I’d be lying if I said the idea of using them to discipline a naughty sub didn’t tickle some fancy in me.

All in all, the beta-testing aspect of the fantasy was working out beyond my wildest expectations.

Even better, the compatibility angle of Billy’s heat was working out perfectly for both of us, as we discovered a few waves later.

“Deeper. Harder. Yeah,” Billy groaned later in that second day of his heat, when things were at their most intense for him. “God, yes! Like that!”

I had him pressed up against the headboard again and was more or less drilling him into the wall with each powerful thrust. We’d dispensed with the magnetic cuffs, since his wrists especially were black and blue after more than forty-eight hours of playing, but I’d replaced them with soft, silk cords.

Currently, Billy was trussed up with his arms extended above him, the rope joining his wrists tied to a large ring in the center of the canopy above the headboard, and his cord-wrapped thighspulled apart and fastened to the top bedposts. I could tell from the easy way he worked with the cords that he was into bondage.

“You like that?” I growled against his ear as I pounded into him with squelching thrusts. “You like my cock owning you?”

I had run out of clever dialog the day before, and now I had nothing left but cliché sex-talk.

Neither of us seemed to care.

“Yes! Yes! More!”

I reached around to hold Billy’s hips steady and increased the intensity of my thrusts. One of my hands stroked his cock as I moved, sending him into an orgasm that painted my already sticky headboard with sweet-smelling omega cum. I was going to have so much cleaning to do once this fantasy was over.

That thought was fleeting. Far more all-consuming was the strong drive within me as I pushed harder and harder into Billy, reaching for a goal.

Breach. Mate. Fill. The rumbling alpha voice deep within me had been growing louder since the fantasy had started. It had only ever been a distant feeling within me in the past. It would have been disturbing to hear that part of me so loudly now had it not felt so right.

Claim. Mine. Mine!

I came hard, feeling as though my soul was being drawn out of me through my balls and cock. Pleasure encompassed me as my knot formed, locking the two of us tightly together. I kept rocking, pushing my knot into the sensitive places of Billy’s warm, loose, sore body, giving the pleasure back to him.

The way he shuddered and moaned and spasmed as he came continuously circled that pleasure back to me. We were so, so connected that it felt….

It felt like something was missing, if I was honest. It was the best sex of my life, but everything essential in the coreof my being felt like something was missing from the whole experience.

As we started to settle and Billy sagged against me, I reached up to untie his hands.

“How are your shoulders?” I asked, picking away at the knot.

As soon as it came loose and his arms dropped, he let out a moan that told me everything I needed to know.

“Sorry,” I said, rubbing and massaging his shoulders for a moment before shifting from one side to the other to untie his legs.

“No, it’s fine,” Billy gasped, then groaned through an aftershock orgasm that dribbled out of his tired body.

“We can take a warm shower after my knot goes down,” I said. “That should ease some of the aches.”

Billy laughed exhaustedly as he leaned back into me. The way he sat on my cock pushed me that much deeper. My cockhead had been knocking against the clenched entrance to his womb for the last few waves, but I could have sworn it felt softer now.

The fleeting thought that we should have discussed contraceptives the second we figured out Billy had gone into heat crossed my mind. Omegas who played as hard and as frequently as I assumed Billy did were almost always on the pill, though, so I let the thought pass through and drift away.

“Is that any way to talk to the prisoner you’re trying to get information out of?” Billy asked after he’d caught his breath.

I laughed and wrapped my arms around him, needing to hold him close. “I think this federal agent is willing to admit he made a mistake at this point.”

Billy grinned as he glanced over his shoulder at me. “What? Giving up so soon? You’ll never get the location of the codes out of me now.”

A warm, fluttery feeling shot through me. Billy’s smile was absolutely killer. It made me want to keep holding him.

It made me eager for his next heat wave so I could fuck him like he was a rag doll.

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