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He hung up, and Chastity let her phone drop to the floor as she crawled to the couch, pulling herself up and curling into a ball to wait for her Alpha to come home and take care of her.

CHAPTER20

The fog in Chastity’s head was almost unbearable the next morning when she woke up, pussy stretched and aching from the sound fucking that her Alpha had given her the night before, wrapped securely in Adam’s arms while he still slept. His skin was cool against hers, and with every breath she took, her skin shifted against his, making her squirm and whimper with need. His morning erection pressed against her hip, and she wanted so badly to squirm around until she could impale her wet, swollen pussy on his hard length.

Still, she couldn’t move, so tight were his arms wrapped around her. She couldn’t do anything but lie there, breathing in his intoxicating scent that only seemed to amplify the symptoms of her heat as she snuggled against his bare skin.

It wasn’t long before he started stirring, though, his arms tightening around her naked body as his green eyes fluttered open, clouded with sleep and arousal. “How are you feeling, needy girl?”

His voice was softer, more affectionate than she was used to, and it took a moment before Chastity could work through the fog in her head to respond. “Mm… want… sir…” She couldn’t say anything, instead shifting her hips against his hard cock.

He growled, eyes growing sharper as he rolled over on top of her, holding her wrists down on either side of her head as he settled between her legs, his cock pulsing against her naked mound. “So desperate. You want my cock, whore? Beg for it.”

Chastity gasped, spreading her legs. “Please, sir, fuck me. I need… I need…”

He leaned in, the wide head of his cock stretching her deep as he slowly slid inside. “I know exactly what you need, girl.”

After coming deep inside her pussy and showering the two of them off, Adam sat Chastity down at the dining table, fully naked, and made her breakfast while she watched him hazily. Sweat beaded on her forehead despite the air that was blasting on her from the vent, and every movement of her bare skin against anything made her gasp softly, trying not to moan.

“Eat.” The plate that Adam set in front of her was loaded with eggs and sausage and fruit and several pieces of toast, and Chastity did her best, she really did. She ate from the piles of food slowly, shoveling forkful after forkful inside her mouth under his watchful gaze. When she tried to slow down, he shook his head and sat next to her, taking her fork from her and feeding her more food than she thought she could have handled.

“You’re still not eating enough, Chastity,” he said, voice low as he fed her another bite of eggs. “You’re not gaining weight nearly quick enough for my tastes. That is completely unacceptable. You’re still far too thin for what a healthy Omegashouldbe.”

I can’t control how fast I gain weight.

Chastity was tempted to make a sour expression at him, but knew that would likely get her in more hot water than she wanted to be. Better just to swallow whatever he presented to her lips and be grateful there wasn’t a punishment for her metabolism.

Adam was just the kind of unfair sadist to punish her for something like that which was completely out of her control, and enjoy the hell out of it.

When her stomach bulged and she didn’t think she could swallow another bite without getting sick, he finally set down the fork and looked at her critically. Chastity’s pussy ached for his touch, despite the fact that he had just fucked her, and she spread her legs slightly, hoping he would notice.

“I think you need to go to work today, girl,” Adam said softly, pinning her under his gaze. He scooted a little closer to her, reaching between her legs and teasing her clit with his fingertips. “Your desperate cunt is no excuse for laziness.”

“Lazy…?” Chastity couldn’t get out the rest of the protest that had formed in her head, too distracted by his fingers between her legs. He was only teasing, stroking his fingers lightly over her swollen lips while she squirmed in her seat.

“Of course. It isn’t like you’re incapacitated.” He chuckled to himself, finally sliding his fingers deep inside her pussy. “You’re making a mess, girl. Shameful.”

“I… I can’t… help it…” Chastity struggled to get the words out, reaching down to touch his wrist lightly as he fingered her slow and deep, his fingertips bumping up against her cervix. The sensation that was normally mildly painful was barely a whisper of feeling between her legs, and her hips bucked against his touch. “Please, God, please…”

Adam continued fingering her slowly, teasingly, his eyes gleaming as Chastity got more and more worked up, whimpers and whines spilling out of her mouth. She bit her lip, forcing herself to talk before the arousal that was slamming through her body took away all power of speech. “Adam, sir… ah, fuck… I can’t go to work. You can’t expect me to go there like this… everyone willknow.”

He eyed her for a moment, then shook his head as he pulled his fingers out of her pussy. Chastity gasped at the sudden loss, then pouted as he gestured harshly for her to stand.

“Over the table, slut.” He stared pointedly at the edge of the table before Chastity let out a tiny sound and folded herself over the wooden edge of the table. The fullness of her belly was uncomfortable to lie on, but she knew better than to protest as she pressed her cheek against the smooth surface, Adam placing one hand on her lower back while he groped her ass with the other.

“Now. First of all, you don’t get to tell me what you can and can’t do. And you need to be punished for that.” A flurry of smacks landed on Chastity’s ass and thighs, and even with her pain tolerance rising with every hour as her heat continued to set in, the impact slowly built until her ass ached something fierce.

“Normally I’d wait until your heat was well done so that you could feel the full impact of your punishment, but I think a little ache will be plenty to remind you of me all day while you’re in the office like a good little worker.” He squeezed her ass harshly, and Chastity whined. The ache in her ass was mild, like he said, but it felt like it seeped from her ass between her legs and made her already wet pussy that much more dripping, that much more desperate.

“Stay put. I’ll be right back.” Adam’s touch disappeared from her ass and Chastity heard footsteps as he exited the kitchen, a drawer opening and closing on the other side of the condo, and then more footsteps.

“Spread your cheeks, girl.” His voice was harsh and Chastity whimpered as she reached back and obeyed, pulling her ass cheeks as far apart as possible. Every time he asked her to do it, it was just as humiliating as all the times before, especially now that her heat was upon her. She could feel every draft of air on her wet, swollen pussy lips and she whimpered as one of Adam’s fingers dragged through her wetness.

“Shameful, girl. Whore.” His finger thrust inside her pussy and the embarrassingly loud sounds made Chastity’s face flare hot yet again, but she couldn’t help the loud moan she let out. Her fingers dug harder into the soft flesh of her ass as Adam’s finger withdrew from her soaked pussy lips, only to prod at her exposed asshole.

“Remember how you told me that you’d never had anything in this tight little hole other than fingers?” His voice was quiet, sadistic, and the wet fingertip prodding at her asshole slid inside the clenching hole as he spoke.

Chastity gasped, then whimpered at the sensation. The memory of Maddox’s finger in her ass the few days before was still fresh in her mind, and she forced herself to stay relaxed at the touch, not to clench down like she wanted to do. “Yes, sir, I remember.”

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