Page 39 of Primal Claim

Maddox gave him a knowing smile, waving his hand. “By all means. It’s good you’re already dictating your expectations to her. The more that Omegas are hemmed in with rules, consequences, and ritual, the better off they are. They maysaythey hate it, but it’s actually reassuring to them. Discipline and structure are a comfort… even if they might not always admit it.”

Adam shrugged. “You heard it yourself. Our guest doesn’t mind watching, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

“That wasn’t what—”

He grasped her chin, squeezing it until she winced. “Quiet.I want you on your knees, and my cock in your mouth in the next five seconds, or you’re going to get my cane across those tits next. Do you understand me?”

Her slender throat worked, her flushed face going a shade paler. “Yes… sir.”

He watched her sink to the floor, not aiding her at all, aside from stroking the back of her head absently as she retrieved his erection from his pants. He sighed as her hand clasped his shaft, her palm soft and cool. Her gleaming gaze shifted up to his, as if she hoped for a last second reprieve.

But he wasn’t in the mood to be merciful. “Get going, slut.”

She took him into her mouth with pleasing alacrity, and immediately began bobbing vigorously, her lips applying a tight suction, her cheeks hollowing, her off hand cradling and gently squeezing his balls.

“Been training her?” Maddox murmured.

“Not… particularly.” Adam gritted his teeth as he pressed her further onto him, the head meeting that familiar resistance at the back of her throat. She gagged a little, but then his cock popped through, and in a moment, her nose was pressed firmly against his pubic bone, her throat tight around him.

“Ah, a natural cock sucker then,” Maddox drawled, amusement clear in his voice. “Sluts usually are.”

Maddox held her there until she began to struggle, then pulled her off by the hair. She drew a frantic, ragged breath. He smiled down at her. “Again, slut.”

Once more, he pressed inside as far as he could go, and forced her to hold him in her throat still longer. Over and over, he did this, Maddox watching in silence, the forced servicing of Adam’s cock interrupted only now and then by Chastity gagging and coughing. On a particularly harsh plunge of his member into her throat, she choked and pulled back.

He took firm hold of her hair, giving her cheek a quick, sharp slap that left her blushing furiously. Using the head of his penis, he coated her swollen lips with her thick saliva. More strings of it hung from her glistening chin. He shook his head. “Relax, and stop fighting it. Let it in. You can do better than this, Chastity.”

“I-I’m sorry… sir.” Her voice was husky, roughened by his callous use of her.

“Stroke her while it’s in,” Maddox murmured. “Sometimes it helps, for the Omegas who struggle with taking the cock as deep as it should go.”

Forcing her back down onto his shaft, he did just that, cooing at her and caressing the column of her throat. “That’s a girl… just like that. Swallow for me. Good! Again.”

His thighs were beginning to shake, his balls pulling tight. He was close. Yanking her back partially, twisting his fist in her silky locks still more, he made her suck especially hard on the head, caressing his balls as she worked him toward the pinnacle.

“Almost there… slut,” he ground out. A last swirl of her tongue just under the head of his cock was too much to resist, and he tipped over, driving deep once more, ensuring she took every last pulse of his ejaculation directly down her throat. He held her there, reveling in the way she stayed utterly still despite the lack of oxygen he knew must have been burning her lungs.

He let her up finally, a last dying pulse of thick semen spurting across her lower lip, as she gasped in a desperate, grateful breath. He gathered that errant bead of viscous seed upon the angry red head of his cock, and made her lick it off slowly, reverently, her eyes locked upon his as she swallowed it down. In that instant, he smiled, seeing that for one moment, she’d seemed to forget she had an audience, her devoted attention focused entirely on him, on his pleasure.

She lowered her bottom all the way down then, wincing slightly as her buttocks spread upon her heels, her naked breasts swaying slightly as she did. Her hands folded atop her lap, she watched him closely, her mouth slightly open, breath still coming quickly.

Adam tucked his still erect cock back behind his fly, zipping it awkwardly. Normally, he’d made her clean and worship his penis for quite a while longer, but he thought Chastity had had enough for this encounter. Truth be told, he wanted to get her alone again, as illuminating as this little interlude had been.

“Stay there,” Adam said, stabbing a finger at her. “I’m not done with you.”

Maddox stopped in front of her, dropping to a knee for a moment, bringing himself eye-to-eye with the visibly startled Chastity.

“Omegasobey. No matter what. That is your lot, and your purpose. It’s what you are put on this earth to do. Don’t ever forget it. Next time I see you, I expect abject, immediate compliance with anything a male tells you. If I don’t see it, it’ll be me taking a cane to that big bottom of yours. And I assure you, it’ll be a lot more than just five strokes. I never consider a caning complete until I have averycontrite Omega bawling her little eyes out, blubbering her apologies, begging me for forgiveness.”

Chastity went pale as a ghost, her mouth working wordlessly.

“What do you say to Maddox for his kind and useful advice?” Adam growled.

He shouldn’thave loved the look of mortified fright on her face, but he did. Very much so.

Her hands wrung together on her lap. “Th-thank you… s-sir.”

Maddox rose then, gazing down upon her for a long moment more, his eyes ice cold, appraising, his jaw a tight line of steel. The bulge at the front of his slacks was now quite prominent indeed. Then he turned away from her without another word.

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