Page 20 of Omega and the Beast
“I want to fuck this pretty little ass,” he growled, adding a third finger, stretching her further. She cried out, her back arching at the sensations. “I want to claim every part of you.”
He meant someday. In the future. The way he’d spoken of taking her there before.
Callista had other ideas.
“Do it,” she whimpered, shuddering. “Do it now.”
Slowing his stroke, Adonis’ hand flexed on her hip as disbelief and shock rolled through him.
Callista looked over her shoulder, tossing her dark brown curls out of her face. Her eyes were wide open, andshe was fully awake, fully aware of what she was saying. What she was asking him for.
“It will hurt,” he warned her.
Her little pink tongue darted out and licked her lips, her eyes shining with nervous anticipation, but no fear.
“I don’t care,” she whispered, her eyes half-closing as she clenched her muscles around him, squeezing his cock and fingers. “I want it. I want you.”
Fuck.
Unable to resist, he pulled his cock free from her pussy and placed it at the smaller entrance. His fingers had loosened her while she was in heat, but he didn’t fool himself into thinking this would be easy for her. He would need to go slow, especially since his knot had already started to fill.
Gritting his teeth, he began to push in, slowly and steadily, groaning as he felt the tight, hot grip of her ass. She cried out, panting for breath as the head of his cock moved beyond the ring guarding her entrance with a small popping sensation. Adonis shuddered, holding himself in place as the pleasure washed over him, enjoying the sensation while also giving her time to adjust — or to change her mind.
She didn’t.
Her head dropped even lower, her upper body pressed against the bedding, offering her bottom to him to do with as he pleased.
Adonis groaned. Tightened his grip. Thrust forward a little, pushing a few more inches inside her stretched orifice.
It was her trust more than anything that shredded his self-control. Her trust and her desire to please him, to take the discomfort and the pain of having her bottom stretched open for his cock because it was what he wanted.
Moving as slowly as he could, Adonis began to work therest of his dick into her willing, straining channel, watching as her tiny hole swallowed inch after inch of his thick cock.
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Callista
Wakingup to Adonis touching her felt like a dream at first, a very good one. Then it got even better when he started touching herthatway. Part of her wondered if the previous morning had been spurred by some kind of aftereffect of her heat, but surely that would have worn off by now.
She might be sore, but her body still yearned for him.
When he pinned her in place, holding her where he wanted her with not only his hands but also his teeth on her neck, she couldn’t stop whimpering as pleasure flooded her body. She felt helpless and tiny against his strength, his body around hers, invading hers, which aroused her further.
Then when he’d turned her onto her knees, his cock still embedded inside her, and slid his fingers into her bottom, it was like a fire ignited inside her when he said he wanted to fuck her there.
No longer in heat, she was in her right mind, and shewanted him to. She didn’t want to wait until she was out of control, thanks to her body. She wanted to make the choice.
Right here.
Right now.
When he pressed his cock against her bottom, fear trickled through her. It was going to hurt. Part of her wanted it to. She liked it when he made her feel helpless, when his fingers pinched her nipples hard, when his teeth bit down on her flesh… but this was different.
It stung as she opened for him, the same way it had when he’d first put his fingers in there, but even more so. His cock was thicker and longer than his fingers, stretching her wider and going deeper. Whimpering, she dropped her head, panting to deal with the throbbing ache as he slid inside her. There was a bump where his knot was, making her moan as it pushed past the tight, clenching ring of her opening and slid inside her.
The sensation was intense, more than she’d anticipated. She shuddered as he retreated and then thrust back in. There was very little friction, thanks to the lubrication of her slick, but the raw sensation was enough to make her fingers and toes curl.
Despite everything else they’d done, the feeling of having him inside her bottom was exquisitely, almost painfully, intimate. There was no reason for it other than pleasure. No purpose beyond giving him something he wanted. And she did want to give that to him.
