Page 93 of Fallen Omega

Like a wild creature, she needs to be broken in. Made to see who and what I am to her.

I’m going to be her puppet master, control her, and be in charge of her orgasms. When I decide to let one of the other two fuck her, then that’s an implicit yes to her coming.

If she goes to one of them or lets them touch her when I haven’t handed out permission…

It’s on her.

And punishment’s going to be fucking sweet.

The way she looks pulsates in me, and I revel in it, letting it stoke the fires of my pleasure, my own denial and my power.

“Actually, Lizette, let them touch you, but don’t fuck them. And, no matter what they do, you can’t come. If you do…”

“How will you know?” Her voice is almost breathless.

“I’ll fucking know. Consequences, sweet angel.”

The sudden nickname for her makes me pause. It rings something true in me.

I rather like it. It suits her.

“I know you hate me,” she says. “Don’t mock me. Please.”

I only smile. “The things I could do to you to turn you on. To make you come so hard you won’t be able to walk.”

“Dante—”

“I wouldn’t kiss you.” I drop my gaze to her mouth. “Or, maybe I would because that’s the plumpest, most inviting mouth I’ve seen. Those lips would be perfect wrapped around my dick, you on your knees, begging to be fucked in the throat.”

Her little gasp scrapes down my spine.

I’m being crude, but she’s the one who likes it. I bet if I putmy fingers in her panties, she’d be wet. To make for easy fucking into her passage that’s got to be tight.

She likes the dirty, filthy talk.

“I’d start slow, the first time, let the experience of the warm cloudlike softness close around me. Just a little to hold me there, on the brink. Your tongue working the head, over my slit and drinking any precum. There’ll be precum. Your mouth demands my cum. You’re made to get on those knees and service, offer up your wares. And I think you’ll like it, too.”

“Lies,” Lizette moans.

“Yeah, you’d be desperate to suck me down, let your pretty lips stretch tight. Then I’d grip your hair and fuck your mouth. I’d push in, all the way, hammering into your throat that’s so hot and wet and pliable, making you gag until I fucking come. I’m not sure yet if I’d want you to swallow or let my cum trickle down over your chin. To your tits.” I put my mouth at her ear. “Fucking hot. You’re just a deprived angel begging to be corrupted by me.”

She moans again.

“Next,” I say, “I’d have you suck my balls while fingering yourself, and then, sweet Lizette, I’d have you spread yourself open for me. Then I’d fucking eat that sweet smelling cunt. Bite you, lick you. Suck. I’d use my fingers the way I’m betting Reaper’s done, like I know Knight did, I’d stretch you open. And I’d stretch your ass, too. I don’t like waste. And ignoring your ass is fucking waste.

“I’d hook my fingers to stroke your G-spot while also hitting your A-spot in your ass. I’d show you pleasure you’d never dream of. And…” I drop my voice, shift so she can feel my hard on if she brushes against me, and she does in rhythmic little moves. “All the while I’m going to be sucking, biting, licking that clit of yours. I’ll build it up, to the point you ache and need release. Fuck, you’ll beg for it.”

“And then?” she asks, voice slightly ragged.

“Then, right as you think you’re going to come, I’ll stopand spin you, bend you over the desk, and plunge my cock, balls-deep, in your cunt. I’ll fuck you for a bit, and…” I put my mouth close enough to brush her ear. “This is the good bit. I’ll fuck your ass. I’ll go back and forth between both holes until we’re both aching for release. Just like you want to come now, and, with me sucking your tits through that dress, I know you could. But I’m not doing that. Just like when I fuck you over my desk, I’m not letting you come either. I’ll send you away, orgasm so close you can fucking taste it.”

Her entire body shakes with need.

“I’ll send you away with the order I’m giving you now,” I tell her firmly. “You’re not to come. Because I’ll know. And trust me when I say, you don’t want me to punish you.”

I step back, open the door, and motion her out. “Be back here in five. I think you know the way to your room.”

She looks at me like I slapped her, robbed her, and then she turns, and walks away.

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