Page 60 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

If she had an answer for that, she didn’t voice it in time.

Her breaths were coming short and sharp as she tried to accommodate the intrusion. Her tight opening stretched reluctantly around the plug as I continued fucking her with it slowly, not yet pushing it to the widest part.

As she began to shiver with the beginnings of what I was easily starting to recognise as the start of a climax, she tried to wriggle away from me. I used the chain to tug her back, themotion caused the plug to go deeper, getting a strangled gasp from her.

Goddamn.

My cock ached it was so hard as I pushed it further, hearing her breathy moan as she was held, helpless and suspended as I played with her.

“Where has all your brat gone, Doll?” I asked.

She couldn’t seem to muster an answer around her squeak as I withdrew it all the way before pressing it right back to where it had been.

Her scent had shifted again, from nervous to need.

I took the plug with a firmer grip and fucked her with it faster, rock hard at the sweet, low whimpers she was letting out with each movement. I waited until she’d started shaking again, then I pressed it all the way to the widest point.

She let out a whine, shifting uselessly as she adjusted to it. The sound dropped to something strangled as I fucked her quivering hole with the widest part for a few strokes before I let it sink all the way in.

I was left with nothing but the sight of a cute pink gem nestled between her ass cheeks.

I flicked it, and her whole body jolted, another choked sound escaping her.

“Were you close?” I asked.

She didn’t reply.

Fine.

I stepped away slightly, squeezing the flesh of her ass before drawing my hand back.

Smack!

She released a strangled sound of utter shock as my hand landed on her ass.

“Answer me, Doll. Were you close?” I asked again.

“Y-yes, Alpha.” The words tumbled out so quickly I might have commanded it of her.

I grinned. That was a very, very good thing. She seemed almost panicked, which told me spanking was new to her, and her scent told me she was hot for it even if she was in shock.

If, in all their time together, Ace hadn’t worked this sort of discipline into their relationship, he was a fucking moron—but I was starting to seriously wonder about that.

I massaged the pink spot on her ass, then picked up the last thing from the box.

The tiny, golden remote.

Then I curled my fist around her throat and collar, dragged her up and crushed her against my chest, my other hand returning to her dress, finding her nipple again and rolling it in my grip.

“You’re going to come for me, with my toy stretching out your tight little ass and your mate nowhere in sight.”

“Mmm.” The rather pathetic, feral sound might have been a pitiful protest that I ignored entirely. She was panting and overwhelmed as I pinned her against me and finally pressed the remote button.

She gasped, and her whole body seized as the plug began to vibrate, and strangled whimpers sounded in her chest as I squeezed her throat.

“Come for me, my perfect little fuck doll,” I growled, and the command was the last straw, sending her violently over the edge as a climax slammed into her so hard she was all but sobbing by the time it was over.

I released her, lowering her shivering body against the desk. I gently tugged her thong back up and unhooked the two cuffs to free her hands.

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